A deep, booming gong sounded somewhere beyond the forest, and at once, green and red lanterns blazed into life in the trees, lighting a path to the field. "It's time!" Mr Weasley gasped, looking as excited as any of them. "Come on, let's go!" he said. Mr Weasley led the way as they all hurried into the wood, following the lantern-lit trail. They could hear the sounds of thousands of people moving around them, shouts and laughter, snatches of singing. The atmosphere of feverish excitement was highly infectious; Harry couldn't stop grinning. They walked through the wood for Twenty minutes, talking and joking loudly, until at last they emerged on the other side and found themselves in the shadow of a gigantic stadium. Though Harry could see only a fraction of the immense gold walls surrounding the field, he could tell that Ten cathedrals would fit comfortably inside it. 