Albus Parts the Sea

Dumbledore gave his wand a gentle wave, and a long bridge rose from the sea. Yet the very next moment, the bridge dissipated into the air.

He was not surprised in the slightest. "As expected... there are many restrictions outside as well."

"Transfiguration seems to be somewhat ineffective..." He gazed at the surging waves. "What if I do this...?"

He raised his wand again and began to swing it from side to side, like the pendulum of a grandfather clock, though with a different sort of rhythm.

The sound of the surrounding waves became less chaotic, growing rhythmic under the direction of Dumbledore's wand.

The waves before the reef actually split into two currents. One surged to the left, while the other churned to the right.

Guided by Dumbledore's magic, the two currents became orderly;

They washed against one another, crowded together, and shoved against each other, gradually separating until they were no longer joined as one. Instead, each formed a wall of water that stretched toward the cliff crevice in the distance.

"Let's go!" Dumbledore stopped swinging his wand, merely holding it in his hand to maintain the two walls of water.

Though the reef had been battered by the waves, its edges had not been worn smooth, and there were plenty of cracks and hollows to step on;

As long as they stepped into those indentations and paid a little attention to their balance, they could make their way down the reef without trouble.

Dumbledore took the lead, and under his guidance, the group soon descended from the reef as well.

Once the seawater had been pushed aside into walls, enormous pebbles were revealed beneath. These stones had been worn smooth and were extremely slippery, requiring special care while walking.

Harry was clearly distracted. In truth, faced