Beneath the Devil's Snare, there was just one stone corridor. It was utterly quiet, save for Harry's footsteps and the sound of water slowly dripping down the walls. They walked one behind the other down the sloping passage, as if they were entering an underground vault at Gringotts, with a secret treasure hidden at its deepest point.
After they had walked for a while, a soft rustling and a clinking sound came from up ahead. A light appeared in the distance. Harry suspected there might be a ghost up there—one that could touch things, like Peeves. Maybe it was tapping out some ominous tune, like one meant to usher people into the next life.
A spooky setting made it easy to get tense and come up with all sorts of strange ideas to scare yourself.
When the two of them reached the brightly lit room, Harry let out a sigh of relief. "So they're flying keys."
"Mm... flying keys..."
His gaze fell on a heavy wooden door up ahead. Clearly, they needed to find a key to unlock it.
"Use your head, Harry. You can figure this out." Ezio yielded the spotlight. If he did everything himself, it would be far too easy. He could clear this Chamber of Secrets in a minute or two, and that was counting the time it took him to leisurely stroll through.
Harry seemed to realize something, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he focused on how to quickly find the right key.
"Right, this!"
Harry pointed his wand at the ceiling and waved it. "Impedimenta!"
Then he quickly mounted the provided tool for clearing the challenge—a Flying Broomstick. Even with his glasses on, Harry's eyesight was remarkably sharp. He immediately spotted the most unusual key among the countless others: a large, silver-shining