????London Rooftops
The masked wizard had taken a large number of factors into account before he had set out that night. His team ran through the list of possible snatcher targets and took stock in who they should attempt to help with the time they had. Spell tactics had been thought up and a few potions mixed together just in case of things got odd or difficult. His clothing had been slightly enchanted to help ward off the cold, bite of a London night and to help keep his footsteps quiet, and a bit of a strengthening enchantment to help with his constant apparating he did so well. However all of that had not prepared the white clad wizard for the shock of being shocked with a muggle tazer.
The prongs had hit his thigh and at first he had started to growl at the sudden pain but seemed to lose the ability as he felt electricity course through his body and cause his muscles to seize up. The normally graceful and agile white wonder fell from his fire escape perch into a pile of boxes and garbage bags. The discarded items helped to break his fall as he just growled a bit once he had control over himself again. He made a mental note to keep at a longer distance when confronting a muggle woman from now on. The masked wizard stood up and produced his Ash wand in his right hand and gave it a flick with a small incantation of 'Accio' under his breath to bring the devilish little gun to his other hand.
"By Merlin's great white beard was that really necessary? If that's how you say hello to everyone you meet remind me to warn people. Would you mind calming down a bit and maybe I can help in some way, that's why I have been trying to catch up with you three sense the pier."
With a grunt the wizard bent down to look at his leg and tugged the barbs for a bit and felt their little hooks catching on his skin. That was a fiendish little piece of muggle equipment, and he gave a sigh at the thought of people saying the wizarding world held some evil things. With a flick of his wand the man sent a banishing charm to the cord and felt the barbs follow suit. The gun remained and that he tossed back at the foot of the woman who shot him.
"Shoot me again with that devilish thing and I'll not return it next time. That's worst than a stunning jinx it is."
