Opening her eyes, Hermione saw a boa constrictor bearing its small, hooked teeth at her, bracing itself to strike. "AAHHH!" She dropped the snake from her grasp and tried to scoot away from it, but the snake followed. "Bombarda!" Nothing happened. "Duro." Still nothing. "Diffendo. Imperio. Avada Kedavra. Fuck. Sectumsempra!" The snake flipped onto its side with a hiss, but it was still alive. That's the spell he chose to let me use? Even in her panic, she was still able to reason: