At one point, Pansy had managed to keep hold long enough to cast a spell that sent a loud bang into a corner of the room. Another curse flew from the wand and ricocheted off broken glass onto a crate, starting a fire. Pansy looked back at the fire for a split second. That second was all Hermione needed to yank the wand against her grasp. Pansy’s wand snapped in half with a hiss.