"We don't know what it does. It started with simple marks in the shape of snakes, then moved to shortness of breath, nausea, swelling, but it's random. There's no set intervals, it's not constant, and I don't think it's over either. It's going to get worse, at least that's what's going on with Allison. It's slower with the other three." Stephen chuckled. "Mini-Potter is a pain in the arse and if he doesn't get his arse here, he might die without the hex running its full course."
Stephen smiled. "If I didn't know better, I'd be upset. Instead I'll just take it for the compliment it was meant to be."
"They were saving the Muggle from what I've found out, which is incomplete because they were hexed with something else that stops them from talking about the rescue, but yes, Voldemort captured her and they saved her getting themselves hexed in the process. He came to St. Mungo's to hex her as well-" He stopped, frowning. The first hex had worked to stop all four of them from talking, but the second had only worked on them. "Why didn't I think of that before? The second hex didn't work on all of them... that changes everything."