Caradoc snorted at the threat, gills? Really? Gods this must be a child - which if this was really Hogwarts made sense but that was still an impossibility.
"Relation to Ted Tonks?" He asked, otherwise they'd be at a standstill for the rest of the night. Part of all of this was knowing when to give, when to ask and when to hold your cards to your chest and ride it out. And nothing good would come out of his waiting and playing it close to the chest at the moment.
He kept his wand on the girl as he came closer to the light of her wand. "Dearborn." He said taking in the sight of her - she wasn't someone he knew, but then he hadn't expected to run into anyone he knew out here of all places. "That's enough of these games, this isn't Hogwarts. I've been tracking a man through the Black Woods, I was right on top of him and suddenly you're here shouting nonsense about this being Hogwarts. Now that's enough, I'm not an idiot. I know where I am and I know what's possible and what isn't." He was very quickly losing patience for these games.