It was about eleven o'clock in the evening, and a bright moon was hanging in the southwest sky, exuding a cold glow, and there was no cloud in the night, and the stars were set in the unfathomable night sky, and the stars were faint.

The temperature was low, and the waves near the shore were mixed with countless pieces of broken ice, which crashed against the reef with the sound of thousands of horses galloping across the earth.

Burst!

Amosta, dressed in wizarding robes, suddenly appeared behind Sirius, startling him as he stood on the edge of a highland black rock, cautiously poking his head out to look at the sea below.

"Is this it?"

Amosta looked warily to the left and right, and saw a cliff rising behind them, the steep rock wall falling straight down, black and faint, and the shore below stood many smooth black rocks like pebbles, with no lawn or sand to be seen, and the eyes were desolate.

"How did Voldemort find this place?" Finishing his observation of the surroundings, Remus said in confusion,

"There's nothing magic-related here, and I can't figure out how Voldemort found this place."

"Maybe Dumbledore can answer your question."

Amosta said meaningfully, looking at the cliff on his right, his eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he was aware of it.

"Where the hell is Regulus, Kreacher?"

Sirius didn't care why Voldemort had hidden the locket that seemed so important on this desolate shore, he just wanted to retrieve his brother's body as soon as possible.

"There's a crack in the cliff over there, young master!"

Kreacher pointed to the steep rock wall and said, "Kreacher can get in by himself, but he can't bring the young master and the wolf Remus in, and Kreacher can't break through the magic there!" ”

"Amosta, did you find something?"

Remus noticed that Amosta was strange.

"The flow of magic in that place is unnatural."

Amosta said simply, and then he reached the edge of the black stone where he stood, his eyes following the jagged crevices under the rocks that could be stepped on, until he pointed to a layer of ice slag on the surface, and an undercurrent of the sea below.

"We're not very lucky, it's high tide now and we might have to swim a long distance to get in."

Amosta said calmly.

"Then let's do it!"

Sirius immediately said,

"My Animagus form is a good swimmer, and that's how I swam back to the mainland from the isolated island where Azkaban was."

As he spoke, the black light flashed, and Sirius's body became soft like a dough, and after a twist, the bear-sized black dog appeared in front of them again.

"So--"

Amosta tapped Kreacher with his wand, "I've placed a marker on you, and I'll take Remus and Sirius into the cavern first." ”

After some preparation, they finally stood in the icy water, following the edge of the stone.

The frenzied wind in the air was disgusting with the pungent smell of salt and seaweed, and the irregularly shaped and sharp-edged crushed ice in the sea was constantly hitting their calves, and diving into the sea was indeed very dangerous.

The tip of Amosta's wand glowed a bright white glow, warm and reassuring like the guiding light of a lighthouse standing on the shore.

"I'll lead the way at the front, Remus with me, behind the Sirius Palace."

Amosta's voice without a ripple was very reassuring in the night that seemed to be devouring everyone, and both Remus and Sirius naturally regarded Amosta as a commander of the operation, and carried out his orders.

The undercurrents surging beneath the surface of the sea are more complex than expected, the cold currents coming from all directions to hit the 'adventure team', and the depths of the ocean floor also seem to have a strong suction, like a bottomless whirlpool, trying to drag everyone into the abyss.

Amosta took the glowing wand in his mouth, and he cast a bubble head charm on himself and Remus and Sirius, so they could at least not worry about breathing.

But the sea was too cold, and after a while, the grim-faced Remus suddenly struggled, he covered his right leg with a painful expression, and his body fell weakly to the bottom of the sea, but fortunately, Sirius noticed his condition, he bit Remus by the collar with his mouth, and swam desperately forward in the standard dog-planing style.

Soon, the gap they had dived into turned into a pitch-black tunnel, which should be accessible at low tide, but now, the tunnel was completely immersed in the seawater.

The tunnel was so narrow that the slimey rock walls were only three feet wide, and Amosta couldn't swim anymore because of the space constraints, and he used his cold, numb fingers to support the last stretch of the rough rock.

Crash!

Twenty minutes later, Amosta finally broke away from the water and rose from the stairs that were left with only a few sections left, and Kreacher, who was standing in the cavern twenty feet away, was relieved to see Amosta showing his head.

"I almost thought I was going to die in the sea--"

Remus climbed up the rock platform on all fours, leaning against the stone wall and gasping for breath, while Sirius returned to his human form, bending over his knees and gasping for breath, as if they were tired enough.

Amosta had already entered the state of exploring the secret realm, and he left two middle-aged men who were a little empty, and stood in the middle of the cave, looking at the surrounding rock walls and the lofty dome with the light of his wand.

Kreacher was already anxious, but he didn't dare to disturb Amosta, who was observing the situation, so he could only do it himself.

"Oh, interesting--"

Suddenly, Amosta's gaze pointed to a cave wall, and he walked briskly, stroking the rough stone wall with his fingers, his lilac pupils turning dark, and a swirl appeared in the center of his pupils.

"What's going on, Amosta?"

Sirius and Remus walked over with each other's arms, and they looked at the rock wall in confusion.

"The place we are is in the Frontroom, and this wall is not a level set for us by nature, it is magic--"

Amosta's detour puzzled Remus,

"It's just a normal rock wall, isn't it, I don't see anything special?"

Hard work can help you overcome some obstacles, but the higher peaks on the path of magic can only be reached by those who are gifted, and Amosta ignores Remus's problem, because the scenery above the peaks cannot be explained by words alone.

In Amosta's vision, the inner core of the black rock wall is intricately intertwined with countless unrecognizable magic circuits, which construct a magic that connects the magic of space, and can replenish its own magic in an endless stream, and only in the right way can you open the stone wall, and it is not impossible to use violence, but only if you have the ability to empty the entire cliff.

"Voldemort probably borrowed the idea of his own ancestors—"

After a long time, Amosta took a few steps back and said with a smile,

"But with a little bit of your own touch."

"What the hell do you mean, Amosta,"

Sirius, who couldn't read anything, said in annoyance, "How the hell are we going to get through this wall?" ”

"If my guess is correct,"

Amosta looked at Kreacher and said in an affirmative tone,

"We're probably going to have to pay a little bit, right, I think. Blood? ”

Kreacher had been here twice with the Dark Lord and Regulus, and of course he knew how to get through the wall, but Amosta saw it himself without being alerted, much to Kreacher's shock.

"As you say, Mr. Blaine--"

Kleeche bowed and said in awe, and then it told the three men what it knew.

As it should be, Sirius gave his blood, and when the shining doorway appeared in front of everyone, Remus, who was healing Sirius, said with a look of disgust,

"I don't understand, what is he setting up such a mechanism for?"

"I can only guess—"

Amosta leaned slightly behind his hands and stared at the edge of the luminous door leaf with great interest, in the invisible magic world, the life force and magic from the blood were maintaining the light door, but as the power was devoured and consumed, the outline of the door hole had shrunk slightly,

"Voldemort probably wants to weaken the wizards who came here"

Catching a glimpse of Remus's confusion not going away, Amosta continued,

"If there is more than one wizard here, then the meaning of this sect is very limited. Of course, I don't think it's likely that Voldemort would allow a large group of people to get close to the dark magic props that he was trying to hide and protect, so there are probably some other means behind this door--"

(End of chapter)