The suit span around immediately, as soon as Harry closed the clasp. It clanked to a shuddering halt a second or two later. Dizzied by the movement, Harry stepped out into the pitch darkness of a new and bitterly cold corridor. He waved his hand, magic erupted from his family ring, and flaming sconces were soon crackling merrily along the roughly hewn brackets set high into the walls. Harry let their warmth wash over him as he walked along, intermittently disappearing in and out of sight as he passed through the flickering pools of orange light cast down to the dark-tiled floor.