With every step Voldemort took, it sounded as though he exerted a thousand pounds of force, crushing the dead branches and fallen leaves beneath his feet. The noise echoed through the dead silence of the woods like an evil spirit grinding its teeth, striking a blow against Malfoy's collapsing nerves with every single step.
As Voldemort drew closer, Malfoy clearly heard that hair-raising sound of chewing, as if he were relishing the unicorn's blood, or perhaps tasting his fear in advance.
Malfoy wanted to struggle and flee, but his legs felt as though they had been nailed hard into the ground, completely limp and powerless.
Chapter 44