"Ready to be demolished?" Blaise Zabini asked, raising his wand above his head.
"Oh, we'll see." Mayumi replied cheerfully.
About a minute later saw him being chased across the room by a mob of very angry mutated chickens, while Mayumi is busy trying to nail the difficult set of tasks that is cursing in two languages and chanting the spell to turn even more objects into chickens in the same time, while dancing a rather complicated set of tango with poor, poor Neville.
Chaos.