The golden orb hovered atop his head, and Draco attempted to undo it with magic, to side-step it. It only followed. He frowned now, too, and slashed at the air with his hand, tried to slice it into two. The golden orb was unaffected. It hesitated in the air above Draco’s head for a moment, and then went into him. For a moment, it enshrouded his entire body, outlining him in that gold light, shining bright like a miniature sun. Hermione shielded her eyes, her heart pounding.