Moody stared in disbelief. He had no idea what Arthur Weasley was doing.
He had told Arthur and Kingsley to get Harry out of there, and the man had shown up in a Muggle Car? What good was that supposed to do?
"Are you mad? Get him out of here!" Moody snarled. "This isn't the plan! Protego!"
Moody threw a Protego over Hagrid, blocking a Stunning Spell.
"We were going to leave straightaway, but Kingsley and I noticed you seemed to be having a little trouble," Arthur said. "Well, we heard the Flying Motorcycle explode. We thought you might need help."
"Stupefy!" Kingsley opened the car door, drove back an approaching Death Eater, then slammed it shut. "Sorry, Arthur. I don't know how to open the window."
"That's all right. Knowing how to open the door is a good start. I'll show you the window when we get back." Arthur sounded delighted. His comrade seemed to have taken a liking to Muggle things.
"Don't forget what you're here to do, Arthur! You're supposed to keep him out of danger!" Moody was furious. Arthur Weasley was far too careless. He really should have stopped Dumbledore from assigning Arthur to collect the real Harry.
"Don't worry. Harry wanted us to come. He doesn't want any of you hurt," Arthur hurried to explain. "He wanted—look out!"
A Death Eater swooped up behind Moody. Hagrid pulled a large sack from inside his coat and smashed it over the Death Eater's head. Blood poured from the man's scalp as he fell off his Broomstick.
"There! Now go!" Moody said. "It's dangerous!"
"All the more reason for us to clear out the danger!" shouted one of the twins. Moody couldn't tell whether it was George or Fred.
"Enough! Get going!" Moody looked ready to explode. "Stop