Teddy's eyes widen at the first sign of the change and he hurries backwards while he toughens his skin. By the time her feathers billow out behind her, Teddy turns his back on the creature 'Granny' has become, the better to run without tripping on any furniture. The screech pulls his attention despite himself - he turns his head to look and clips his leg on the arm of the sofa, sending him down to his hands and knees on the floor. He turns in a hurry to see how close she's become, the skin of his upper body covered in scales under his clothes, crawling back towards the door, his wand still tucked safely away in his pocket.