((No problem))
Sam yelped loudly as a spell flew towards Jack and swung his wand around. "Protego," he shouted, deflecting the spell with ease. Maybe those PA lessons really had come in handy.
However it seemed he was now in some serious trouble as an angry girl who appeared to be older than him started shooting spells their way, seemingly at random and without any particular target.
"Reducto," he shouted, aiming at the girl's outstretched arm, before immediately regretting the spell, knowing that if it hit her she'd be in excruciating pain.
Luckily he then realised that the girl was probably mildly responsible for the broken arm he was now sporting.
"Oh," he said, slapping his forehead with his good arm before pointing his wand at his broken one and muttering something, watching as the gash running down the arm healed, and it bent back into shape.
Albeit slightly off, and aching like there was no tomorrow, that was going to come back to haunt him for sure.
"Impedimenta," he then shouted at the Dark Follower boy, Kendal, it appeared, was his first name.
"We just need to reach the grounds then we can get help," he shouted at Jack, running in the direction of the castle lights.