Harry Potter was flying.
However, there was a slight problem with this even considering it is a perfectly natural thing to do in the wizarding world to pick up a broomstick and take off. No, Harry was totally unsupported; he was not on a broomstick.
Even more bizarrely, instead of being able to see trees and mountains whizz past as he normally did when flying on a broomstick, he saw the night sky with the occasional twinkle of a pixellated star in the background.
What was more absurd, however, was the fact that Harry's body had turned into a pop-tart and he appeared to be defecating a rainbow.
To complete the picture of madness, Harry could hear an incredibly irritating piece of techno music in the background, the melody of which sounded like a computerised voice repeatedly singing "NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN."
As the seconds went by (feeling, to Harry and whichever person happened to be sitting at their computer laughing their heads off, like hours) Harry began to feel despair. What if he was trapped in a never-ending 8-bit nightmare forever?
After what felt like a million years and several trips to the local mental hospital for the internet user sitting at their screen, the animation changed and Harry had been given a funny hat.
All was well, Harry thought, realising there was indeed variety in this strange new life of his.