George aimed and fired at the ceiling over another one of the Death Eaters. "Deprimo!" he cried, sending part of the timbered roof raining down on the figure standing below it. He ducked behind the couch, turning to Lee. "Alright, I think I got two-"
He cut himself off when he saw Lupin crash out into the hall with Bellatrix hot on his heels. Grabbing Lee's shoulder, he pointed after them. "Did you see that? Not good." He searched his pockets, coming up with one last trick. "I've got one box of Peruvian. I say we use it and get after them fast, box her in."