Aunt Marge had already had quite a lot of wine. Her huge face was very red.
Wood looked as though he could have kissed her.
¡°And me,¡± said Ron savagely, limping forward.
¡°I think so¡±, said Lupin, holding Scabbers tightly in one hand and his wand in the other. ¡°On the count of three. One ¡ª two ¡ª THREE!¡±