I turned to see the Ogden there; his own hand covered in blood as he had been the one to force my hand forward, piercing the Goblin's neck. "Thank you, Hermione Granger." He grasped the goblin by the hair and wrenched his head so that the blood sloshing out of his neck would fall into the cauldron. The carved runes lit up and glowed darkly, pulsing a wave of magic outward and its shockwave went through all of the walls as it crashed outward, as screams of pain and agony tore through the Ministry.