Durant looked on with great approval as Sessa placed the bottle behind the wraith. As the cat nudged it with her paw, the bottle tipped, opening the lid, and releasing the glowing liquid inside. It swirled up and out of the container as a fine blue mist, moving towards the wraith. Then there was a moment of calm.

As this was happening, Matthieu ran back to the door he had entered from, which now led back into the school. He glanced down at a bench by the side of the door, and as his eyes fixed on it, it began to move swiftly, barricading the entrance. He then returned to his place by the wall for a moment, and as he noticed that the potion he had created was taking effect, he inched slowly towards the wraith, motioning to the others who lay in wait to do the same.

Suddenly the mist was swept up as if by a mighty gust of wind. The breeze moulded the fog into a long thin shape, with a mouth at one end, like a great serpent. It twisted and writhed as it came to life, moving with intimidating speed, wrapping itself around the wrath, snarling and snapping with its' jaws.