The skin parts under his claws like butter. There's a spurt of blood which splashes all over the blond boy. Some of it gets on Hermione. The black-haired boy staggers backwards, collapsing back into his chair, and Hermione screams, tripping in her haste to back away. She keeps screaming, on and on. The patients who didn't look up when the violence was committed are looking at her now, mouths gaping, and out of the corner of her eye she sees Madam Pomfrey rushing towards her, yelling something she can't hear over the sound of her own terror.