Voldemort, for his part, was able to counter by dispersing himself into shadow. While his followers were in the air, I condensed more magic above them, then I brought my left hand down, forcing the magic down. Slamming the grunts into the ground. The floor must have been weakened because they went straight through the floor. Or I used too much magic. Whoopsie. Cries and grunts were heard as they went through. It was a far cry to the micromanaging of my magic during the Ministry battle.