Harry gasped. How could this be? Mouldyvort... in this hotel? Hermione got up from the chair and made her way to the other side of the dungeon. A door materialised. She walked through the door. Harry stared. What was the point of having a door when you could walk through it? But there was no time to ponder over this as hermione said, "COME ON!" in an impatient tone. Harry walked to the door. and walked through it. A further surprise awaited him.

There lined up in one row, were people. But they weren't ordinary people. They were frozen in a very very weird position. All their faces wre covered with a stony expression, and their mouths wide opened. They glowed a different colour every few seconds. Harry frowned. They reminded him of something... something he had seen while on holiday in a tropical country....