As the greatest sorcerer of this age, there are very few things that make Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw wary, let alone when they work together. Facing the deep and dark mouth of the Hell's Throat, they did not hesitate much, leaped up, and resolutely plunged into the entrance.
Amorta in the memory world and Sirius were even more unrestricted, and they leaped down together.
This is a tortuous channel leading to the very bottom of the earth, the humid air is very moist, Amorta can faintly smell the briny and salty taste of the sea, according to common sense, they should not have such specific feelings in the memory. Maybe this is due to the way this memory was preserved, some of the information they feel is what Ravenclaw and Gryffindor felt at that time.
The free fall lasted for about two minutes, with no hindrance, making their speed as swift as that of a meteor streaking through the sky. As they descended further, the air lost its coolness and instead carried a subtle sense of urgency. This made Amorta suspect whether the passage would lead them straight to the core of the earth.
Huff——
The channel's end arc successfully reduced the speed of several people. After Gryffindor moved smoothly to land, he grasped Ravenclaw's wrist with a powerful hand and helped her up.
The location they were in was a plain stone chamber, but Amorta could still discern from the carving techniques on the stone walls an approximate era of its construction. The corridor before the stone chamber emitted a faintly crimson glow, looking like a magical brilliance. However, considering the oppressive heat in the air, it was not difficult to make a judgment about what was producing those glows.
"Madman!"
Gryffindor's eyes wandered for a moment, and he murmured with admiration,
"He built his lair in a lava lake, and there are so many magical barriers to detection. If it hadn't been for the guidance, I think we would never have found this place."
Ravenclaw put the crown back on her head, and her icy blue pupils pierced through the barrier of the wall, revealing many secrets.
"The magic concentration in the environment is very high, far exceeding Hogwarts--"
Ravenclaw's tone was calm.
"It's a decent place. If anyone needs to break through the final barrier, they can come here--"
Break through the final barrier?
Amorta's eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of suspicion, as he glanced at Rowena Ravenclaw. Then, he carefully examined the surroundings.
If it was the real thing, Amorta could have discovered more. But unfortunately, what he saw was just a memory, a portrait. He couldn't feel it. Frustratedly, he could only memorize Rowena Ravenclaw's words firmly in his heart.
"Come on, Godric, there's something that piques my interest. I must see it with my own eyes--"
Rowena Ravenclaw did not linger in the stone chamber for long and left directly.
The deserted corridor was imbued with an ominous atmosphere, which made Sirius feel uneasy. Subconsciously, he grabbed Amorta's robe.
"What's wrong?"
Feeling the force of the tug, Amorta turned back in surprise and asked.
"Nothing!"
Hearing the question, Sirius finally came to his senses. He quickly released his grip and shook his head. But after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask,
"Don't you feel afraid? I know we're watching a memory, Amorta, but--"
Sirius frowned and stared at the long, red-tinted track.
After a moment of thought, Amorta understood what Sirius was trying to express. He pursed his lips and gave a strange smile.
"You mean the environment here? Hmm. It's hard to describe, really. Most ancient magical relics from the time of ancient Greece were like this. A few years ago - I mean, before I returned to Hogwarts to teach - I explored some tomb ruins, and they were all like this."
explore relics
Sirius gritted his teeth and looked at the back of Amorta, his expression was a bit off.
Just digging graves!
As expected by Amorta, the ancient relic buried deep beneath the Azkaban Island shared no fundamental differences with those he had explored in the past. They walked along the long return corridor for a long time. There were many rooms along the way that were similar to the first stone chamber. Those rooms were immersed in darkness, and it was difficult to see what was inside. However, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw did not pause at those rooms. Presumably, there was nothing special about them.
Some areas of the corridor clearly had traces of protective magic, but all of it had been destroyed. Without needing to think too hard, it was obvious who was responsible for this.
As they advanced, the stronger red light in the corridor grew a few degrees. Although Gryffindor and Ravenclaw walked quickly with their faces unchanged, sweat drops appeared on their foreheads.
The oppressive atmosphere rendered Sirius speechless, while Amorta remained lost in thought throughout the journey.
The soul-slicing wizard -- Horcruxes -- Dementors.
On Avalon Island, the true identity of the shadow lurking in Morgan Le Fay's body in the nine murals has been a frequent guess by Amorta over the past year. So when Gryffindor sighed and said the name "Heirpo," Amorta didn't feel surprised.
However, the hidden content in the other information exchanged between Rowena Ravenclaw and Gryffindor was something worth his deep contemplation.
Bang!
At this moment, the front of the corridor came with a faint rumble. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw quickened their pace, heading towards the light.
"Amorta--"
Sirius had already seen what he wanted to see. He had an expression of being at a loss, and he called out in a difficult voice.
"Crazy--"
Amorta just shook his head, muttering those two words and then said no more.
As they stepped through that doorway, the world suddenly bloomed with a brilliant red light. After walking through the long corridor for a while, all of them couldn't help but squint their eyes due to the sudden brightness. Once their pupils adjusted, the sight in front of Amorta and Sirius not only left them speechless, even made the two founders of Hogwarts inhale deeply.
It was a massive cave, much larger than the cave where Amorta had hidden the door that couldn't be opened in the Slytherin Chamber.
Everything in sight was a dazzling crimson, and the air within the visual field was severely distorted.
Both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw used magic to resist the intense heat of the environment.
Behind the door was a small, not spacious, flat stone platform. The edge of the stone platform was a cliff.
Sirius stepped forward first, standing at the edge of the cliff, peering down with a look of shock as if he had seen a ghost!
Twenty miles below, the rumbling volcanic lake was constantly belching out terrifying columns of fire. The sound of those burning red columns exploding in the air was extremely reminiscent of a dragon's roar. Although the sparks flying everywhere were spectacular, no one would probably be celebrating seeing this sight!
In this unparalleled high temperature, the rocks on the shore of the lava lake were constantly melted, and finally, a huge space with a narrow mouth and a large belly!
"How is this possible. Is this still the power of wizards?"
Sirius was shaken both mentally and physically, holding his face and speaking.
Merlin suspended Avalon in the sky, and Heirpo directly dug a big hole in his lair and brought up the lava. Amorta shook his head, what kind of logic were these ancient wizards thinking with?!
"The magic concentration here is indeed astonishing, Rowena--"
Gryffindor used his rough hands to fan the hot air.
"This abnormal magical concentration comes from the lava lake below, so we have to go down there."
"Go down? What kind of joke is that!"
Gryffindor's serious statement almost made Sirius lose his footing and fall into the lava lake. He tremblingly looked at the volcanic bubbles exploding in the lake, and Sirius was certain that as long as a drop of that lava touched him, it would be curtains for him!
Amorta was also slightly surprised, but he was much calmer than Sirius.
"Don't worry, there must be some way."
Amorta was quite familiar with the customs of these relics, although he couldn't perceive them, he could be certain that there were powerful sealing spells throughout the giant cave. Since Gryffindor said they would go down to the lava lake, then there must be a correct path. If they want to break in by force, the fire columns shooting out from below probably won't be so 'gentle' anymore!
(Chapter ends)
