Over the next few weeks, the dunes of Dahshur welcomed two exceptionally diligent visitors.
The scorching sun became the backdrop to their commute.
Douglas and Bill frequently shuttled between the apartment in Cairo and these whispering dunes.
They were no longer explorers, but renovation workers.
"Doug, are you sure it won't recite the Book of the Dead inside my head while I'm taking a shower?"
Standing before the wind-eroded rock at the tomb entrance, Bill wagged his ring-bearing index finger.
Inside the obsidian face of the ring, the tiny black shadow was repeatedly slamming into the golden rune for "imprisonment" at high speed.
A stream of thoughts mingling anger, humiliation, and ancient Egyptian profanity continually battered Bill's mental barriers.
"Relax, dumbass."
Douglas was crouching on the ground, recalibrating the magical nodes in the entrance rock with the tip of his wand.
"I've already set up a keyword filter for it. Any terms relating to Anubis, Osiris, or the mummification process will automatically be converted into a reading of Hogwarts, A History."
Bill imagined the scene and couldn't help shuddering.
"That's more terrifying than the Book of the Dead."
"Just giving you a little warmth from home while you're so far away."
Douglas chuckled.
At Douglas's friendly suggestion, the Shadow of Ankh-Ka, an ancient consciousness trapped for thousands of years, was forced to accept a new position.
-Chief topographical survey consultant for the Hogwarts Egypt Campus (in planning).
Douglas's reasoning was sound and irrefutable.
"Do you want to stay here, or would you rather I take you back to Hogwarts and research how to purify a two-dimensional soul form using Felix Felicis?"
The shadow yielded.
The uncontrollable, absolute luck of Felix Felicis was an ultimate form of purification more terrifying than exposure to blazing sunlight for a consciousness that existed through