Hermione complied and Neville whisked them to the Ritual Chamber. Enola was already inside. She was moving between all the carved runes and engraved alchemical symbols ... setting them alight with her whitewood wand. The whole place was surging and billowing with magic. It was smothering, but ridiculously alluring at the same time. There was such sensuality intrinsic to this form of magic ... Hermione decided she would have to read up on this later, to understand this deeply physical element to runic casting. After all, Harry hadn't shown her this fantastic library he'd built for her yet ...