Fred hit the floor with surprising speed, and the bishop crumbled. It didn't explode dramatically like Percy had rather been hoping, and most of its constituent pieces were quite large. He made a mental note to practice his offensive spells more, if he survived this. Still, the enchanted board seemed to consider this an acceptable level of destruction, and the white pieces made their move as Fred scrambled back to his feet looking slightly surprised. "Where'd you learn that?" said George curiously. "No offense, Perce, but you aren't exactly the type to practice Curses."