Ashley extended her wand further in front of her and gasped at the figures it revealed. Lethifolds, she realized, three of them. Her first thought was to leave immediately but she sensed another ward, an anti-apparition ward. Dumbledore had been prepared for trespassers, the paranoid prick. Must have gotten it from Moody. Ashley’s mind went blank for a second. She’d never actually been faced with a creature (creatures, in this case) that Harry had never encountered. She was a bit out of her element, but she knew what to do, and so did her soul-bonded.