Harrison was quite confounded that his charm, a very simple one that he had used on many occasions did not work, there must be something within the pit, or perhaps that had caused the the incident that was blocking his spell. He looked around for further inspiration for the poor dangling man who looked as though his arms might soon detach. "I've another idea, just... hold on.". His instruction was possibly one of the most unecessary commands ever spoken by anyone, but his mind was racing rapidly as he backed away a little from the pit moving closer to the lake, which so far seemed unaffected. He pictured the life preservers with their long coil of rope in his head. "Accio" The slight distance he had placed between himself and the precipice must have been enough as the rope and the red ring appeared at his feet.

Quickly he returned to the edge putting a quick loop around one of the small nearby saplings to save the poor man if Harrison's grip was to fall. Peering over he dearly hoped that he had not been too away to long and hoped to see the blonde hair of the man in need. If indeed he did see Tess Whitby then he would drop the ring before calling down. "Grab into this"