Reinforcements! Thankfully, since William's wind maneuver didn't buy them nearly enough time as it should have. William's desperate, emotional-sounding wind maneuver.
Unfortunately, Nate had more important things to consider than intra-staff relationships right now, since there were a ton of very corpsified house elves heading towards them, and unfortunately, Nate didn't know Wentz's incredibly awesome shrinking spell. He'd never really gotten the hang of shrinking or growing things, which was unfortunate in the case of both hand-me-downs, which were always a little too big until he gave in and asked his mom for help, and pranks. Instead of making Rollister's shoes two sizes too large, he'd had to —
Wait. Wait wait wait.
It'd been about six years since he's used this spell, but it still rolled off his tongue easily, and the approaching elves began gluing to each other whenever they brushed. Then, quickly, the spell dragged them towards each other, piling house elf on top of house elf like some incredibly bizarre, sticky sculpture. He repeated it again and again, trying to catch as many elves as possible while scooting the tower-like formation as far away as possible.
He wasn't sure how long it would hold — he hadn't even been sure it would work on living things, since he'd only used it to fuck with people's belongings before — but hopefully the elves wouldn't have the brainpower to figure out the counterspell.