The putrid breath from the python's mouth was so close I could smell it.
Harry acted swiftly, grabbing the wooden stick and striking the python's head with fierce blows, forcing it to back away about five feet.
After taking in the sight of the massive python and scanning the area, an idea struck me.
I called out urgently to Jennifer, "Jennifer, we need to make the campfire bigger. Snakes are cold-blooded and they hate fire. You can use the fire as protection and defend yourselves with torches."
Jennifer's eyes showed fear, but my words seemed to steady her, and she immediately began throwing more wood onto the campfire.
After a brief moment of uncertainty, Florence and Ruby joined in to help.
Meanwhile, Quentin just stood there screaming about running away, his face as white as chalk
