The Dark Lord graciously gestured for him to move forward and Martin did, stepped within the invisible circle and immediately felt the restrictive weight of the countless enchantments in the house lift from him. It was like taking a breath of pure fresh air after being stuck in a crypt. His chest expanded gratefully with the loss of constriction—he felt his mood lift. He thought of home with relief, couldn’t wait to lie down and wipe this place from his mind for a few hours.