If you ask me to tell you anything about the nature of what lies beyond the phaneron? my answer is "How should I know?"? I am not dismayed by ultimate mysteries? I can no more grasp what is behind such questions as my cat can understand what is behind the clatter I make while I type this paragraph.

"There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.