夜brushed up my recollections of the map of England, yes, I saw it;

‘Why are we all standing in the dark?’ said a third voice, this one completely unfamiliar, a woman's. ‘Lumos.’

夜 

Harry looked up. Sure enough, Professor McGonagall was hurrying down the stone steps through swirling sleet to meet them.
可是，大战过后，什么也没有了。