"Switch to blue! Blue!" She had her own rifle up, the sleeping potions flying out with a puff of air at a semi-automatic pace as the rest of the group took in the fast-moving crowd of Ministry workers crashing like a wave upon the shore. Proudfoot had been really busy at this, hadn't he? Draco though as he slammed home the alternate magazine and began firing into the oncoming crowd, watching the bodies collapse as the sleeping potions took effect.