Harry Potter had an Invisibility Cloak. His father, James Potter, had left it to him, and with its help, he could wander the castle at night.
Albus should not have given it to him. Children could never restrain their curiosity, especially a child like Harry, who had just come from the Muggle world into the Wizarding World. He would definitely use it. However, the Invisibility Cloak belonged to the Potter family, and Albus could not keep borrowing it forever. Besides, during Harry's first year, Albus had set up a "game" in the castle for him to clear.
It had originally been at the level of a "children's game," but Voldemort had made it more complicated. The Cerberus stage, in particular, should have been very difficult to get through.
Georgiana wore a cloak as she hurried down the corridors of the Summer Palace. Even though the glass and walls kept out the cold wind from the North Sea, the corridor was still freezing, and her breath steamed before her.
The black cloak was like an Invisibility Cloak in the darkness. She had done this before, when she had gone to meet the old bat.
That cloak was not as precious as Harry Potter's Invisibility Cloak, but neither was it as commonplace as one made from Demiguise hair. She had found it thrilling at the time, as though she were going to a grand feast. Though the appetizer, main course, and dessert had all consisted of a single greasy chocolate pie, her blood had still raced.
Now she felt nothing like she had then. The piercing cold made her feel as if some force were stopping her from moving forward.
With every step, she seemed to hear the dragging sound of some heavy object being moved.
She stopped and looked behind her.