((u dont hav to get all mad about it. in fact i thank u))
Voldemort threw another spell at Arnold, who countered it easily. "C'mon, Voldy ol' chum. I thought you were good at fighting sixth years. Oh wait I forgot, you couldn't even beat a baby!" Arnold said,really putting Voldemort off the edge. But Arnold's plan had worked, Voldemort was getting sloppy with his movements. He walked back and bumped into the barrel. He knew he was cornered and yelled "Avada Kedav..." But Arnold had already hit him with a spell of his own. "Rictusempra!" Voldemort fell down in fits of bursting laughter. The simplest of spells had rendered Voldemort harmless.
Arnold had used the spell 3 or 4 more times until he got bored. "Imobulus!" Voldemort had stopped in mid-laugh and was frozen in his curled up position. "Mobili- Voldemort!" Arnold lifted Voldemort up and took away his wand. He pulled out a self conjured sleeping potion and put it in Voldy's mouth. "That should hold him until Chase gets back." Arnold said, pulling out a muggle device called a permanent marker and drew funny eyes on Voldemort's eyelids and funny things on his face.