Harry tried to check his watch, but the grip of the merpeople was too strong for him to move and see it. Fleur still didn’t show up, so Harry fought harder. At some point, the merpeople relinquished their hold on him and he got a good look at them. Green hair, with yellow eyes and teeth, the merpeople were far uglier than the mural in the prefects’ bathroom. Many of the ones surrounding Harry were sporting split lips, black eyes and bruises from their brawl with Harry, and one was clutching his arm that was hanging loosely like it was dislocated.