Seamus watched his classmates being turned into animals one by one, still barking away at the front of the room since Carrow had never lifted the spell or altered the command.
The fight unfolding between Crabbe and the others sparked a surge of fury in him. He still couldn't do anything but bark uselessly, and he felt like he was watching everything through a haze...like his head was stuffed with cotton wool.
His throat was being worn raw from all the harsh sounds. They came out now more as wheezes and pants.
Exhausted, and disgusted with everything - including himself - he hung his head and panted shallowly.