Beside her, Professor Babbling, supporting her knees, calmed her rapid breathing caused by the intense running and tension.
But her gaze remained fixed on the two memory images in Draco's hand, which were gradually coming together.
" Morgana's secret... the Goblin's drill... these two things are enough to overturn the entire magical world's order."
"If they succeed, Hogwarts and the entire Britain Wizarding World will face annihilation. We must find the third image and solve the puzzle before they do!"
Draco dropped his mocking expression, carefully put away the Triptych, and gazed towards the distant, turbulent coastline, the sea breeze seemingly already on his face.
"The last one is in the ancient Goblin cave on the west coast. Without further ado, let's go now."
The three figures quickly disappeared at the end of the mountain road, speeding towards the unknown coast.
The second Triptych is now in place; only one final step remains to uncover the truth that could change everything.
The sea breeze, carrying the distinctive stench of the deep sea, lashes like an invisible whip across the rugged, steep black cliffs of the west coast, sending waves splashing everywhere.
Draco, Hermione, and Professor Babbling are struggling down a hidden, barely discernible rocky path.
The rocks beneath our feet were made incredibly slippery by the constant erosion of the waves. A single misstep could send us tumbling into the raging torrents below, the deafening roar echoing in our ears.
The two Triptych in Draco's arms were now incredibly hot, and two beams of light pointed straight to a hidden sea cave half-hidden by thick vines in the middle of the cliff.
The air here is filled with the aura of Goblin magic.
"This is it." Draco abruptly stopped, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings like an eagle's before finally settling on the deep cave entrance. "The last one is hidden inside."
"This is where Morgana made her pact with the Goblin... The people of Ranrok have likely already been here."
Hermione clutched the heavy ancient book tightly in her arms, her voice tinged with barely concealed nervousness.
"Proceed with caution." Professor Babbling had already drawn her wand, her expression more vigilant than ever before. She carefully sensed the magical fluctuations emanating from the cave entrance.
"The magical fluctuations here are extremely chaotic, showing traces of both ancient witches and recent Goblin activity."
With a flick of his wrist, Draco conjured three Silencio Disillusionment Charm that instantly erased the three figures from existence.
The three bent down and crawled into the dark cave. The interior was damp and cold, and the stone walls were smooth as jade from the seawater.
As they ventured deeper, the moisture in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a dry, dusty smell.
In the darkness, ancient runes began to faintly emerge on the stone wall, emitting a pale blue, cold light.
After passing through the narrow passage, the cave suddenly opens up, revealing a magnificent and enormous underground stone chamber.
In the center stands a stone altar crafted by Goblin, its surrounding stone walls covered with densely packed contract runes.
This is the sacred place where Morgana made her deal with the Goblin and created the Repository container.
At the very center of the altar, the third Triptych floats silently in mid-air, radiating a soft light.
"Found it..." Hermione's eyes gleamed with excitement.
Draco stepped forward and took the last painting.
The moment the three paintings came together in his palm—
"Buzz--"
A deep and resonant hum suddenly rang out, and a dazzling silver light burst forth, illuminating the entire underground stone chamber.
The three paintings automatically rotated, spliced together, and merged in the air, ultimately transforming into a complete scroll of ancient memories.
Those historical memories of Morgana flashed before the three of them like a torrent.
"All done." Draco felt the surging magic within, his voice carrying a hint of relief and lightness.
Just then, familiar footsteps and the crisp sound of metal clashing suddenly came from the shadows deep inside the cave.
Several Goblin guards on patrol slowly approached, staffs in hand. Their hushed conversation sent the three of them into a state of extreme tension:
"The key components were transported out from the ' The Mine's Eye '..."
"Lord Ranrok has ordered that we will soon be able to forcibly open that damned Repository of Hogwarts..."
"All wizards pay the price for their past..."
These few words are enough to prove that the conspiracy against the Wizarding World had already been fully launched.
Hermione and Professor Babbling exchanged a glance, their unspoken understanding striking them simultaneously. They raised their hands at the same time, and two Sleeping Charm were silently cast.
The Goblin who were still gossiping didn't even have time to react before they collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hurry," Draco urged in a low voice. "We can't stay here any longer; we must leave before they find us."
The three quickly retreated from the coastal cave along the same route and returned to the cliff top where the sea wind howled.
Draco opened his palm, and the complete Triptych shimmered with a warm and profound light in the sunlight.
Professor Babbling gazed at this memory scroll, a scroll capable of rewriting the entire History of Magic, her eyes slightly red, her voice trembling as she said, "Finally... finally complete."
"Finally... finally it's complete."
Professor Babbling gazed at this memory scroll, which was enough to rewrite the entire History of Magic, her eyes filled with awe and satisfaction.
Hermione also let out a long sigh of relief, but she quickly pulled herself out of the weight of history and looked at Draco:
"Now, we can return to the Map Chamber, activate the Pensieve, and prepare for the final trial left by Bakar."
Draco carefully put away the Triptych, a confident smile playing on his lips.
"Let's go." He turned to face forward. "This time, it's our turn to uncover the whole truth."
The waves surged behind them as the three figures quickly disappeared at the end of the coastal path.
As the three passed through the hidden passages of Hogwarts and stepped back into the Map Chamber, the picture frame was already waiting quietly.
Draco walked to the blank canvas in front of the stone wall, took a deep breath, and gently placed the complete Triptych into place.
Draco walked slowly to the stone wall, where a blank picture frame, which had been waiting for a long time, was embedded.
He gently inserted the complete Triptych into the groove.
With a soft "click," the painting fit perfectly back into place, as if a key had finally been inserted into a lock.
The next second, the entire Chamber of Secrets was suddenly illuminated.
The Pensieve rises from the ground.
"This is... the complete memory," Hermione murmured.
Professor Babbling held her breath. As a scholar who had devoted her life to the study of the History of Magic, she knew that she was about to witness a past that might have been deliberately erased.
"Let's watch it together."
With that, Draco took the lead and buried his head in the Pensieve.
In an instant, a powerful suction force came, and the consciousness of the three people seemed to break free from the constraints of their bodies and sink together into that silvery-white ocean, falling into the deepest part of Morgana's memory.