The scraping sound seemed not to descend from the sky, but to echo within people's minds. As the enormous bones continuously shifted and assembled, it felt as though their brains were being shaken and battered as well.
Though the scraping lasted only briefly, everyone present felt it intensely.
The sudden impact turned many students pale. Some dry-heaved aloud, while others had to support each other just to remain standing.
As if he had found a solution, Vizet raised his Wand and gave it a light flick. The surrounding Magical Energy Field rippled, releasing a clear hum, and the discomfort that felt as though it might shake their brains apart finally faded.
The moon's transformation was both violent and fleeting.
Everyone felt that they had only blinked. Before they could fully recover from the earlier discomfort, the moon occupying the night sky had lost its original shape.
In its place was a colossal skeletal shadow coiled high in the heavens.
The skeletal shadow truly began to stretch its body. Its straightened spine resembled a vast mountain range piercing heaven and earth.
Its ribs opened slightly to either side, like an incomparably enormous cage about to imprison them all.
Two ghostly flames rose within the hollow, immense skull. Anyone who saw those flames could feel the chillingly cold gaze contained within them.
Feeling the skeletal shadow's gaze, even many battle-hardened retired Aurors could not help taking half a step back.
At that moment, Voldemort was even somewhat grateful that The Master's magic still restrained him, preventing him from retreating in terror and sparing him the humiliation of looking as disheveled as those around him.
Uncontainable cries of alarm and commotion erupted from the crowd as Serena Pendragon, Dumbledore, and Gellert Grindelwald stepped forward to stand beside Vizet.
Serena Pendragon asked, "Vizet, you