However, Harry brought the Serpent Slayer in front of him, and the sickly green curse was simply absorbed into the flat of the humongous blade. A treasure, found deep within the Potter vault at Gringotts the second time he’d broken into the bank. Thank you goblins, thought Harry before he charged forward. Goyle was quick to react as well, but instead of pulling out his wand he blew his fingers to make a loud whistling sound. A second later, the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing, with icicles forming on the walls and ground. Around the corner of the end of the corridor, half a dozen black-cloaked dementors glided in, their rattling breaths echoing like rotten cages. It was then that the screams started in Harry’s head, filling it with the horrors of everything he had been through for his entire life.