Hiromu was sat with his friends, Daryl, Evil, Sanada, Bushi, but there was an obvious empty spot. They weren't talking, nobody had anything to say.
"We have to stop them," Sanada muttered in Japanese.
"You're right," Evil agreed.
"We can't, we're just kids!" Bushi reminded them, "There's nothing we can do."
"We can destroy them. Destroy them like they tried to Naito," Sanada said.
"I agree," Hiromu piped up. Bushi nodded, he wasn't going to let them go alone.
"Let's go," Bushi decided.
They had no problem getting out, it was the Gryffindor who were expected to try something, so they were able to get out easily.
They headed towards the Gryffindor tower, the last place Suzuki gun were spotted. Hiromu found himself clutching Daryl as they walked through the castle. It was Suzuki gun who found them first. Two men, one British with black hair and a slender gangly frame and the other Japanese with a mean smirk yellow and black hair striped like a badger and up in the front like a cow lick.
"Well well well, look what we have here," said the man with the striped hair, "Looks like Christmas came early, Zack."
"Confringo," Evil yelled, shooting out a blasting curse, but Michinoku deflected it back towards him. Her flew headlong into the wall, knocked out. "Everything is evil," the fourth year muttered.
"Expulso!" Sanada yelled in anger over his friends' pain.
It was easily deflected again, this time the wall exploded, exposing the outside, a rare sunny day in scotland, so different from the pain and suffering inside the large castle.