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Next, riders board an enchanted omnimover style bench inside the Room of Requirement, which lifts off the ground and through the Floo Network for a journey with Harry. The ride combines real sets and animatronics with segments that use wrap-around projection screens.
The ride begins with a dousing of Floo Powder from Hermione Granger, who asks the guests to say, "Observatory" in order to transport them to their desired location, and the enchanted bench flies off through the Floo Network to the Astronomy Tower. The guests leave the room of requirement through its fireplace and enter the Observatory, where they look out through the open arches to the hills and lake outside Hogwarts' boundary.
As the guests fly out of one of the Observatory's arches, the ride smoothly switches to a wrap-around projection screen and they follow Harry Potter and Ron Weasley around Hogwarts' buildings and towers to a Quidditch match. As Harry and Ron travel under a bridge, Hagrid yields the riders and asks them if they have seen a dragon.
As Harry redirects the riders' attentions back to their journey, Hagrid's pet Hungarian Horntail dragon begins to chase the riders. The bench flies out of the projection screen and into a set of the uneven bridge that crosses the valley behind Hogwarts and, after falling out of a hole in the floor of the bridge, they encounter an animatronic dragon, which breathes pressurized water mist with red lighting pointed to it to make it resemble fire.
As Hermione tries to help the riders away from Aragog and towards the castle, encountering many spiders on the way, they encounter an animatronic Whomping Willow which swipes at them, knocking them into the Quidditch pitch.
The ride returns to a projection screen as the riders become caught up in Harry's and Ron's game of Quidditch. As Slytherin scores into Gryffindor's goal, Dementors arrive at the Quidditch pitch and Harry attempts to lead the riders away through the structure of the pitch and back to the school, but their bench falls into the long-abandoned Chamber of Secrets through a cave entrance in a cliff which Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fawkes, and Gilderoy Lockhart departed through from the Chamber in the second Harry Potter installment.
The riders return to a real set as the Dementors appear from the pipelines and chase them.
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The skeleton of the long-deceased Basilisk lies on the floor of the Chamber, and expels Lord Voldemort 's Dark Mark into the air as the benches are drawn into the mouth of Salazar Slytherin 's statue. This effect is achieved by projecting the riders' faces onto a cloud of fog in front of the Dementor, blasting cold air towards the riders, and using a heartbeat-like sound played through the sub-woofers built into the benches.
After shaking the riders out of the trance, Harry causes the Dementors to flee with a protective Patronus Charm. They fly over the Black Lake, back into Hogwarts and through the Main Hall and Grand Staircase, where they are cheered on by a series of onscreen characters from the movies who appear three-dimensional.
Professor Dumbledore sends everyone back through the Floo Network to the Room of Requirement, where they exit their bench. Some things bugged the language is old fashioned, that is to say: you can tell this is a s romance, the Duc has a "carnal paroxysm" before "pouring into he the moist interior of the voluptuous woman" but there was definite potential there. And, all the things that bugged came roaring to the fore because there was nothing about the book to distract from them.
First amongst them: the writing.
She was, he thought, a woman of captivatingly varied parts: more natural than a country lass; as sophisticated as a queen; immodestly capable of holding her own in a man's profession; as beautiful as the most treasured sunrise from his childhood - and seductive Listen closely now. That's because I'm silently screaming.
This woman doesn't exist, first of all.
But second of all: seductive as orchids drenched with jungle rain. Like: what. Really, what?
They had no way of knowing of her recent disillusionment, of the way Barry had let her down when she needed him the most, had walked out on her when the accident had temporarily robbed her of the ability to walk into a room with him and make one of his grand entrances.
Barry was an up-and-coming actor, had appeared in several television serials, and he ranked his worth much higher than any television producer had yet had the foresight to do. Sara had been dating him a couple of months before the accident, not realising that her main attraction had been her undeniable beauty and her original way of dressing. Barry had replaced her within a day of the accident, having no time for her bereavement or her own injuries.
Her stepfather had run an advertising firm, and he had often come home absolutely exhausted. Eddie probably felt the same way on occasion. Her silky suit was in a pale lilac colour, the narrow belt that fitted over the shirt top in a deep purple colour. Her shoes matched the colour of the belt, her legs were long and silky beneath the straight skirt.
When she heard him arrive she checked her appearance. Her hair, newly washed, fell in gentle waves halfway down her back, shaped in casual curls either side of her face.
He was. It was obvious by the widening of his deep blue eyes, by the way he slowly rose to his feet, his gaze appraising. He took her hand, seemingly reluctant to let it go again.
His own hand was strong and work-worn, the nails kept short and clean. He was a man possibly in his late twenties, his hair sandy-blond, his face attractive, his dress casual in the extreme, his denims faded, his shirt unbuttoned partway down his chest. Sara gave a happy laugh, at last managing to release her hand. Eddie nodded understandingly.
Her mother and stepfather were quite protective of her, vetting most of her friends, and keeping her close within their own circle. She loved the pub they went to, loved the beer Eddie made her try, loved the friendly, warm atmosphere, and most of all she loved the people.More Details Sort of shoehorned in as a way to assert that she's different and interesting but without any organic integration of those parts of her heritage and without them really impacting her actual actions.
He was reportedly the most sought-after man in Paris. How very convenient. French jurisprudence.
Brusque mannerisms aside. Some time later. Even the flowers in vases and those visible through the large mullioned windows in the extravagant garden behind the house were natural to her prairie home. From the majestic plains of Montana to the glittering ballrooms and bedchambers of s Paris comes a sensual story of smoldering passion, and a love destined to break every rule. His strong hand came out to help her in.