Albus' hand closed gently over her shoulder as a slight lurch seemed to happen when they went through, and then they were in a long stone corridor with walls of a different colour than those in the cantina had been.

Ben blinked. "Stinky teleporter. I like the jump toobs better."

"I don't think Fawkes or my stomach would appreciate the jump tubes," said Albus, remembering what he'd heard Sam saying about them.