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after having managed to rebound all three rebounded Firmus spells in quick succession. 
    It was an impressive bit of magic, and for a moment their attacker looked rattled, as he struggled to rebound two of the dangerous Firmus spells, and ducked out of the way of the third as it blazed over his head. 
    The seventh year had sent a couple of new ones back in an attempt to keep the wizard busy defending himself so that he couldn’t launch any more killing curses.  However, he had to stop his own attack to defend himself against his now triple rebounded Firmus spells.  He managed to rebound the first, but the second slammed into him, lifting him off his feet before he crashed insensibly to the ground.
    Unseen by the battling wizards, the double rebounded Firmus spell had escaped the cloister through an archway and was racing across the open ground, invisible to non-magical eyes.  Without any warning, it hit an onlooker who was staring in amazement at the Abbey, taking in the blinding flashes of light and the explosions.  The non-magical father froze, and keeled over onto his back, lying motionless at the feet of his horrified wife.
     
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    Sir Philip had walked several paces beyond the elected member of the council by the time he realised that there was a problem, and was drawing his wand out of his robes as he glanced round to look for him.
    The glance saved his life, at least for a few seconds, because it gave him chance to see that the elected member had drawn his own wand, pointed it straight at him, and let loose a killing curse!
    The red streak of light that traced the path of the curse that should have marked Sir Philips’ end, drew lots of attention in the concourse.  The baronet managed to dodge it though, and kept his eyes fixed on his attackers which allowed him to dodge the second curse sent his way by the aide.
    The elected member couldn’t fire a third curse without drawing too much attention, and Sir Philip was now warned and would easily avoid it, so he now shouted to everyone in the concourse that Sir Philip was trying to kill them all, and called for the guards to seize him!
    Confusion reigned for a moment, with the guards, who’d been heading for the elected member and the aide, hesitating and turning towards Sir Philip.  It was long enough for the two attackers to Abscond themselves and vanish into the crowd.  Now that they were invisible, they had a much better chance to catch the baronet by surprise.
    Sir Philip quickly and loudly declared the truth about what was happening, but by the time the guards turned back, the two attackers had vanished.  Now there was real danger!  Sir Philip knew what had happened, and called out loudly to everyone to fire off Finité Incantio all around them to try and unmask the invisible attackers.
    Suddenly the whole concourse was filled with a blizzard of spells which were bouncing off the walls and ceiling, and knocking people over.  There were of course hundreds of Finité Incantio spells, but there were also a lot of other spells flying around too.  Before long it was clear that the two attackers had not been working alone, as nearly a hundred innocent bystanders were now lying motionless on the floor, victims of a multitude of Firmus spells.
    Sir Philip Absconded himself to make life hard for his attackers, and quickly moved to the other side of the concourse away from his first position.  He felt reasonably safe as it was now virtually impossible for anyone to find him, but then a Finité Incantio hit him, and he became visible again! 
    He quickly Absconded himself again, but not before one of his assailants spotted him.  He didn’t even have chance to move before a red killing curse was heading towards him from near the porting booths.  This time his back was turned and he didn’t see the curse coming, but he sensed it, and threw himself to the ground just as it flew over his now invisible head.
    He stayed on his hands and knees and scuttled