As the staircase started to move, there were at least two death grips on the thing. One from his left hand, and one from his right.

He had enough of moving staircases this year.

The sudden thought had him smiling slightly though. A real one, and not one of those fake ones he used during the task to try and 'lighten the mood'. Those Hogwarts girls really wanted to slide down the moving staircases? That was beginning to sound a lot more fun then this though.

Finally though, he was able to see. They were...

...they were out of the maze? It was true? Did his eyes deceive him? "I really hate moving stairs." he grumbled, taking in deep breathes of fresh air and staring at a random spot on the ground, Flipper's cheers making him deaf again. But it was true! They were out!