Neville drove the Sword of Gryffindor into the face of a Section Seven Agent fallen at his feet. It was a mercy, really, after Myfanwy’s Blasting Curse had cracked his skull, leaving his body twitching and writhing rather disgustingly. Hermione, meanwhile, was busy transfiguring the tonsils of the Death Eater garrison commander into a large spike, which promptly burst free through a tear in his throat.