Augustus sniffed the breath of the sea and heard the sound of the waves. He looked at the moonlit sea and the starry night sky in the distance, a cold breeze blowing through his hair. He stood on a high black rock outcropping out of the sea, the waves rolling and foaming beneath his feet. He turned his head to look back. Behind him stood a cliff, and the steep rock wall fell straight down, and it was so black that it was impossible to see the face. Several large rocks that seem to have fallen off the face of the cliff at some point in the past. It was bare and desolate, with no trees in sight, no grass or sandy beach except for the vast sea and rocks.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked. Listening to his tone, it was as if he was asking if this was an ideal picnic spot.

"It's very good, and only by facing the sea every day can you have otherworldly courage and determination. A nice place indeed. Augustus' silver pupils were filled with a smile of appreciation.

"Geniuses always have so much in common that it's inevitable to appreciate each other, but you and Tom are fundamentally different, you know what?" Behind Dumbledore's half-moon lenses, there was an elusive look.

"Oh? There are a lot of differences, but I'd love to hear about them. A gentle smile crossed Augustus' lips.

Dumbledore looked at him, as if recalling another high-spirited, high-spirited teenager through him. "Family affection, friendship, these two most precious things, no matter at what stage, he has never had."

"Yes," Augustus sighed slightly, "so now that you and I are here, not at Riddle Manor, once we have the so-called bonds and insistence on morality, we will be involuntarily killed. ”

"It seems that I should be glad that you have parents and friends who love you." Dumbledore suddenly laughed.

Augustus shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Dumbledore's face was full of admiration, "Let's go, our destination is still a little further away." ”

There are many jagged crevices in the rocks that lead to the huge pebbles that surround the cliffs and are half-exposed to the sea. The climb down from here is very dangerous, and the rocks in the lower places are washed away by the sea. Augustus felt the cold, sea-smelling splash of water splashing all around.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Dumbledore descended to the giant pebble closest to the cliff front, crouched down and recited a spell. A golden light shimmered on the dark surface of the sea a few feet below him. The pitch-black rock wall around him was also illuminated.

"See?" Dumbledore asked softly, raising his wand a little higher. As far as the eye can see, there is a crack in the cliff, and the black sea water swirls in it.

"Well, it doesn't look so conspicuous." Augustus stretched out his silver wand and made a slight circle, and the fire shone in all directions, and the sea level glowed with a crimson glow in the moonlight.

"You don't mind if I play a little trick, do you?" Augustus asked politely.

"It couldn't be better." Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

Augustus' wand drew a deep blue line, starting from under the rock, the sea gradually parted into a wide path, and under the ice-blue waves, the straight path led to the mouth of the cave.

"It's a pleasure to invite you here." Dumbledore's old face was full of pleasure, "Otherwise, although I am not young, I still have to go into the sea for a swim." ”

Dumbledore suddenly became as agile as a young man, and he slid gently down the pebble towards the dark crack in the rock face, Augustus quietly following behind him.

Soon, the crack turned into a pitch-black tunnel, the slimy-stained rock walls only three feet apart, shimmering like tar in the flash of Dumbledore's wand. A little further in, the tunnel turned to the left, and Augustus noticed that it stretched all the way to the deepest part of the cliff.

Dumbledore was already standing in the middle of the cavern, wand held high in his hand, and he slowly spun in circles, carefully examining the rock walls and the ceiling.

"That's right, this is the place." Dumbledore said.

"Indeed, there are traces of spell casting here." Augustus simply felt and then concluded.

"Young people's sense of smell." Dumbledore sighed slightly.

"It's just the antechamber, it's the entrance hall," Dumbledore said after a moment, "we need to get inside...... It's Voldemort's trap that stands in our way now, not the obstacles set up by nature......"

Dumbledore approached the cave wall, stroking it with his charred fingertips, and whispering something in a strange language. Dumbledore walked around the cavern twice from the left, touching the rough walls as much as he could, occasionally stopping to grope his fingers up and down somewhere. Finally, he stopped and pressed his palms flat against the cave wall.

Dumbledore took a few steps back from the cave wall and pointed his wand at the rock. Suddenly, the outline of an arch appeared there, radiating a dazzling white light, as if there was a strong light shining behind the crack.

"A good agency, with the strength and knowledge at the time, can set up such a first line of defense, but there is also some merit." Augustus touched his chin and said easily.

Dumbledore nodded affirmatively, "Of course, the small things are significant, and the details are the key. ”

Dumbledore had turned his attention to the solid walls of the cave again. He didn't try anything else, just stood there, staring intently at the cave wall, as if something extremely interesting was written on it.

"It's a pity that I've just praised it, and this time the setup is really too mediocre." Augustus looked at the wall as well, and suddenly shook his head and sighed.

"yes, that's low-level." Dumbledore said, his tone was full of contempt, even disappointment, as if Voldemort had failed to live up to Dumbledore's expectations. "It's just that at such a cost, it's really a negative defensive magic."

"I'm sure you also understand that the rationale is to let the opponent weaken himself before he can enter. Once again, Voldemort failed to understand that there were many things that were far more terrible than physical damage. ”

"Of course, but with his mentality at the time, it wasn't a mistake to think so." Smiling slightly, Augustus commented.