Voldemort had wasted no time in taking the abandoned school to set up his seat to rule over the wizarding world. She was sure it was her imagination, but the castle looked darker as they approached the main doors. A shiver went up her spine as a turret obscured the moon, and Dolohov yanked her down from the carriage. He retracted most of the ropes, leaving her hands bound behind her back, enabling her to walk freely.