An impulse struck Hermione and a picture from the book on hand-to-hand combat came to mind. She hit Marcus in the center of his ribcage with all her strength. He moaned in pain, his wand falling to the floor as he bent over. Her hand raced to his wand but was caught midway. Flint picked up his wand and hit her with a spell. She flew with her back into the wall and hit her head against it. All the air escaped from her lungs, pain shot through her spine and numbed her limbs. Hermione slowly slid down to the floor, small dots dancing in her eyes.