The two girls wandered deeper into the gardens. There was a tall hedge maze sprawled in front of them; Hermione lingered at the entrance before she led them in. Immediately the sounds of frantic activity from the Tower ceased, deadened by the leafy emerald rows. She shivered and pulled her cloak tighter around her. The maze walls also cut off the sun’s warmth and light, plunging them into a dappled green darkness.