All tied up ((Open))

Wriggling, the boy realized he wasn't going to be able to get out of this. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to have annoyed that older year but he couldn't help it! It wasn't as if he had done it on purpose. His mouth would sometimes, mostly, okay, all the time, run ahead of his thoughts. Or maybe they were in sync but it was he himself that was a bit behind and took a moment to realize it? Whichever it was, Chris hadn't thought it through when he had agreed to see a new magic spell after the teenager had already made it clear they had wanted him to go away. If Houdini could get out of a straight jacket, surely Chris could wriggle out of some ropes? They were rather large and his frame was rather small.

Chris had to admit defeat when he found the more he wriggled and tried to free himself, the more they seemed to cling to him. If it wasn't for his eyes seeing that it really was rope binding him, he would have thought he had that plant the Herbology professor was talking about; devil snare or something like that.

At least he had been able to get to hop and baby step/shuffle to the Thuderbird Commons. Maybe it was a good thing that this had happened so close.

"Does anyone know the counter to this? Or a pair of shears?" he called out as soon as he was inside where someone would be able to help him.