Voldemort snarled, and whipped his wand forward - Draco’s eyes widened, and he made to pull his own wand free but was too slow. With a bang, Draco was blasted backwards several feet, landing heavily on his back and letting out an oof that made Harry cringe in sympathy. Draco made to sit himself up, his wand raising to point in Voldemort’s direction, but the snake like man had disarmed him with an easy flick of his wand. With a third, final sharp jab of his wand, three items worked their way free of Draco’s pocket and soared through the air towards Voldemort, who let out a cold laugh at the sight of them.