Another satisfying thwack of his beater's bat as he sent a bludger flying, this time towards the small Bonnie Greyback. Perhaps, Rex thought, the had missed his calling as a beater—it was certainly a great deal of fun!

“Mr. Crabbe, watch out!”

The alert sounded just in time; the Hufflepuff turned his head to see a bludger sailing his way. Knowing he couldn't out-pace it, and with very limited time to act, Rex dropped like a stone. The powder would coat his head if he wasn't quick enough, but he hoped his weight would save him.