Hermione averted her eyes when Harry sank into the pool skyclad, ring and locket the only decorations adorning his body. Voldemort held the diadem and the cup. Nagini slipped into the waters behind them. The giant snake was surprisingly graceful when she circled them. It was pitch black when Barty intoned the ritual, pouring potions and elixirs, crushed crystals and herbs into the pool.