Mary Grace finishes the letters she's inking on Harry Potter's forehead, a wobbly attempt at gothic lettering, declaring his belief that All Cats Are Beautiful.

"Okay, I'm bored now, we should," she grabs a handful of beans and slops them into her mouth, "boogie on out."

She heads toward the fireplace. At no point does anyone stop Trudy from grabbing that Elder Wand, just be quick about it.