Whoosh—
The cool air that rushed at him the instant the stone door opened made Amosta unconsciously let out a sigh of relief. He did not immediately step into the vault to see what lay within. Instead, he turned to gaze at the lava lake, blocked outside by an emerald magical barrier that allowed not even a trace of heat to pass through. A contented smile touched his lips.
The golden lava surged slowly like ocean waves, carrying the destructive power to annihilate everything.
No wonder that goblin Bogrod had looked at him as though he were insane when he heard Amosta intended to descend beneath the lava. Even as Amosta looked back at the heavy sea of molten rock, his heart still trembled faintly. But he had conquered it nonetheless.
Fourteen years ago, a young wizard with a mature soul hidden in his frail body had entered Hogwarts' Great Hall, nervous and uneasy. Through talent and effort, he had gradually gained the power of those legendary figures whose names were passed down in myths.
"Phew."
Amosta slowly exhaled again and steadied himself. His gaze returned to the darkness inside the vault, which even the glow of the lava could not penetrate.
Salazar Slytherin had clearly placed powerful magic within his vault as well, ensuring that its interior remained habitable. The instant Amosta stepped through the stone door, a series of thudding sounds suddenly echoed through the vault, where only the faint howl of wind had been heard moments before.
Under Amosta's wary gaze, the vault steeped in darkness elegantly drew back its black curtains, revealing its true appearance!
"Tut, tut—"
Amosta clicked his tongue in admiration as he looked at the copper torches set into the rock walls every few feet.
"Gubraishian Fire, just like in the Chamber of