"I will believe anything any man tells me of this place," Harry says. "I know by now 'twould be foolish to do otherwise. No wonder is too strange, I am sure."

Harry edges over to peer over Bahorel's shoulder. It's a map alright, but-- not a map like anything he's ever seen. He's sure the markings can't possibly mean the same things as he expects them to, for if they do, their arrangement makes no earthly sense.