Anonymous: "Ouch! This is just like hemp." Cho whispered. "Only there is no cup of water for us to soothe our hands in." "Yeah, and it's ten times thicker." "Eew, what's this? It feels sort of flaky--is that mold? I swear that wasn't there two seconds ago." "I think that it is an enchanted rope." Hermione said slowly. "So, what should we do with it?Ow!" she screamed. "Hermione, my fingers! It feels like they're burning." "God, don't tell me that the rope--it is! It's on fire." "Harry!" Cho screamed. Harry whipped around, and shouted "Diffindo!" The ropes split, and cho held one wrist in her hand, whimpering. Hermione screamed. "Oh my god!" While Harry was turned, Malfoy hit him with a spell not unlike the one that Antonin Dolohov hit Hermione with last year. He crumpled to the ground.