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The orb in the middle of the room glowed an eerie green that made Goyle's skin crawl. Why did they come down here every night? The bleach blonde head of his friends bobbed up and down as he chanted something Goyle couldn't understand. They had been in the dungeons for about twenty minutes and there was still about forty minutes more before the ritual was over and they could return to their dormitory pretending none of this had ever happened. He played no significant part in this; his only job was to bring Malfoy something when he asked for it. Why Malfoy couldn't get these things himself he didn't know.
"Goyle! Quit daydreaming and hand me the black candle!"
This was new, but Goyle was too afraid what Malfoy might do to him if he questioned the change to ask. Sighing he turned around and stepped toward one of the candle holders. Each one were up to his hip and had their own pattern on it, this one depicted a giant snake swallowing a man and his noble steed whole. He took the candle out of its holder and brought it over to Malfoy, wincing as the scolding wax dripped onto his fingers cooling on the spot. Both just stood there looking at each other.
"What do I do now?"
Malfoy sighed and shook his head. "Place the candle on top of the sphere."
Goyle nodded and walked to the center of the room where the orb was just floating as if some invisible person was holding this ball of pure energy up. Malfoys already fast chanting sped up so it didn't even sound like a language any more. He was now sweating; he didn't like the orb from ten feet away and at arms length made this huge teen want to throw up. The boy set it down and the candle sunk into the sphere until it was completely gone. All of a sudden the room filled with pure white light and they were both knocked down.
/What have I done? / The room got dark and they both lost consciousness.