Voldemort felt his form failing. The body built through ritual was unable to stand the force of hard bass. His spine shook as the bass travelled up his body.
"Turn it up!" Screamed Harry over the noise.
Hermione tightened the laces on her Adidas, before grabbing the dial on the hard bass machine, commonly know as Lada.
"Blyat.. " George gulped in fear as he witnessed the dial reach the forbidden level.... Gopnik...