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'She had thrown the chain around his neck too.
"Ready?" she said breathlessly.
"What are we doing?" Harry said, completely lost.
Hermione turned the hour-glass over three times.
The dark ward dissolved. Harry had the sensation that he was flying, very fast, backward. A blur of colors and shapes rushed past him; his ears were pounding. He tried to yell but couldn't hear his own voice-
And then he felt solid ground beneath his feet, and everything came into focus again.'
- Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban