He was standing at the end of a very long, dimly lit chamber. Towering stone pillars entwined with more carved serpents rose to support a ceiling lost in darkness, casting long black shadows through the odd, greenish gloom that filled the place.
Fawkes was leading the way, glowing gold along the corridor.
They strode after him, and moments later, found themselves outside Professor McGonagall’s office.
Harry knocked and pushed the door open.