All I did on Thursday was to mount my broom and to fly myself and my passenger, Hermione Granger, so that no spells from Death Eaters hit us. I managed this feat by using every bit of broom-trickery I had ever learnt on the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch. During Hermione’s and my part of the battle with the Death Eaters, both of my hands were on the broomstick the entire time, my wand was not out and I cast no spells wandlessly. I, Harry Potter, killed not one Death Eater.