He gasped, “v-vhat?!” The invisible curse pushed him against the wall in his room. “Oppffhh,” his back hit the wall as something floating came along his way, “s-shackles?” The curse placed his arms from behind and the shackles cuffed his wrists, “v-vait!” His waistcoat was torn off, dropping on to the floor. His white undershirt buttons began to undo itself all the way down leaving his chest partly exposed, “I am not—,” ‘hornier than usual’ the anons voice repeated and it finally triggered into his mind. Alfons mood had suddenly changed, “-ha…ha….hahaha!” He grinned,”come und get mich mein frauleins!~ Ahahaha!~”