The tentacle was cleanly severed and Mr. Mulciber was liberated from its clutches. She'd actually done something helpful! Unfortunately she had failed to notice that he'd been separated from his wand or else she might have tried to right that wrong too. She ran to his side and offered a hand to help him up off the floor. "Quick, while it's distracted! You aren't hurt, are you, sir?" She doubted he was going to feel perfectly fine and dandy but as long as he hadn't been seriously wounded or magically interfered with, she had no idea whether the brains might have poisonous tentacles or something similarly subtle and highly dangerous.

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