At that instant I felt another spell, one directed at Daphne. Turning my gaze, I saw the spell. One unfamiliar to me. The man who sent it? Antonin Dolohov. Time slowed down for me. My entire focus was on protecting Daphne. With my gift, I grabbed the spell mid air. There was a strain as I kept the spell frozen in the air. This would slowly deplete my magic, but I didn’t care. I stared right at Dolohov.  Tenebris Tenaci . A shadow hand grabbed him by the throat. Shadowy wisps were around my left hand as I slowly lifted him up into the air a little. I brought him closer to me as I walked towards him. 