Egypt, Hidden Tomb of the Head Magos
"Damn it, Yuri!" Bill Weasley yelled in frustration. Picking himself up off the ground, he observed the bandage -wrapped mummy that was advancing towards him. Behind the angry mummy stood a recently opened sarcophagus. "I thought you cleared this area."
"Da," came the reply to his left. The Russian national was also getting back up. Yuri had been closer to the sarcophagus when it had burst open.
"Reducto!" Bill incanted. The spell hit the mummy dead-center in the chest, filling the small chamber with dust and wrappings.
Bill dusted himself off and looked at the mummy's previous resting spot. Sand and cloth were beginning to return to form into the humanoid shape.
"He's re-forming," Bill said, running towards the casket. Grabbing the open door, he began to push the door closed. "We have to seal it!"
"Da," replied Yuri, who began to wave his wand in a complicated pattern. Magically reinforced iron chains appeared around the coffin. Spell completed, Yuri joined Bill in shoving the door closed.
A bound hand grasped at them through the gap. Even with the help of the Yuri's spelled chains, the two men were straining and sweating to seal the sarcophagus.
With a final shove, the casket slammed shut. The outstretched arm was severed and dropped to the ground.
"You cleared the next room, right?" Bill asked, watching the wriggling appendage slowly turn back into sand.
"Da," responded Yuri, looking at the shaking sarcophagus. The chains held, barely.
"Think you missed anything?"
"Da."
"I need a drink."
"Da."
A/N
House: Ravenclaw
Year: Second
Category: Drabble
Prompt: [Spell: Reducto]
Word Count: 260