Vizette turned and flew upwards for a short distance, arriving at the corridor outside Lockhart's office, the place where he had just heard the sound.
He adjusted his breathing, cast the Guardian Meditation Technique, and released Ancient Magic: Protego, trying to hear what the voice was saying.
The surroundings fell silent instantly, so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of a silver needle hitting the ground.
In such a quiet environment, some of the noises inside Hogwarts Castle were amplified.
Vizette seemed to hear a cat meowing; the only cat that would meow so late at night was probably Mrs. Norris.
"Wand! Someone left their wand behind... Let me try the trial spell from the quick spell-casting course... Lumos! Why isn't it working? Damn it! It's a plush toy!"
That was the furious voice of the gatekeeper, Filch.
He could hear "pfft" laughter, which sounded like Fred and George's voices.
He could also hear clanging and clattering sounds, which seemed to be the sound of Peeves overturning the armor.
"I'm really amazing! Amazing! I'm really great! Great! I'm absolutely fantastic! Fantastic! Gilderoy is top-notch!"
"I'm really capable! Capable! I'm so talented! Talented! I'm great! Great! Gilderoy is awesome…"
Vizette shivered, as if mentally contaminated, and subconsciously canceled the Guardian Meditation Technique.
In the office not far away, Lockhart was singing loudly, and the portraits were not idle either, joining in to complete the chorus.
The cold and malicious voice did not reappear, making Vizette even wonder if he had just hallucinated.
...
"Our time is etched here..."
Vizette chanted a spell over the mahogany cabinet, and with a clicking sound, the gears on the cabinet began to turn, transforming into a metal door that slowly popped open.
Practice makes perfect. Vizette quickly went down the stairs, passed through the warehouse-like room, and with the help of his magic eye, found the pulsating silver-blue light in the corner.
A silver-blue light shone forth, revealing a grand and imposing mirror.
Vizette passed through the mirror, followed the platform inside the mirror downwards, and saw the exquisite bronze door again.
He didn't stop; he followed a short flight of stairs down to a small platform.
A steep cliff, like a screen, appeared before him, plunging straight into the abyss. Looking down a few more times, it seemed as if he would be swallowed up by the abyss.
The cliffs descend into the abyss and ascend to the heavenly hall, like sharp blades extending straight upwards, with glimpses of the brilliant Milky Way visible outside.
Some starlight seemed to be drawn to the cliff, its faint glow falling upon it and finally settling on a platform, illuminating the outline of the platform's doorway.
Vizette narrowed his eyes slightly and saw countless exquisite reliefs on the door. The branch-like reliefs extended upwards and converged into a huge vortex-like crystal.
The crystal was about the size of a human head, with a faint silver-blue light swirling and flowing within it, giving it an extremely languid appearance.
Vizette raised his wand, silently pumping ancient magical power from its core, which flew along the tip of the wand toward the crystal.
The silver-blue light within the crystal seemed to be awakened, and the flow of light suddenly accelerated.
The platform beneath Vizette's feet trembled slightly, and a bronze road extended outwards, connecting to the platform opposite.
"Let's be careful...we can't let it interfere with our studies."
He used the "Primal Power: Obscurial (Beginner)" technique, and his body floated in mid-air.
To prevent any accidents and not wanting to miss Snape's private lessons, he didn't walk directly on the bronze path, but instead floated to the platform opposite.
The journey was thrilling but without incident. The silver-blue light on the crystal shone like a torch, flickering slightly as if welcoming his arrival.
Another section of the map in his mind lit up, and Vizette collected the ancient magical power and entered the hall behind the door.
The hall was equally grand, with various relief decorations everywhere, as well as four niches that held armor, and in the center of these four niches, a closed door appeared.
The moment Vizette stepped into the hall, the armor in the niche trembled and, amidst a continuous clanging of metal, rose and rushed toward him.
The style of the armor was very familiar to Vizette. The armor was powered by ancient magic, and a soft silver-blue light flowed from the seams of the armor.
Ancient magical armor wielded various weapons, such as two-handed greatswords, maces, battle axes, and warhammers.
These armored figures quickly launched their attack, with one of them taking the lead by throwing its battle axe with a whooshing sound in the air.
Vizette's eyes quickly scanned the four suits of armor. With the help of the Guardian Meditation Technique, he had already devised a corresponding countermeasure.
Ancient Magic: Protego Maxima!
He raised his wand, and a magical barrier instantly opened, colliding with the flying battle axe with a deep, heavy sound.
"The battle axe is coming!"
Influenced by the Accio, the battle axe broke free from its original momentum and flew towards Vizette once again.
Ancient Magic: Accio!
The ancient magical power at the core of the Obscurus was pumped out and hidden by Vizette within the battle axe.
He waved his wand, and the battle axe was thrown to the other side, heading straight for the armored figure wielding a two-handed greatsword.
The armored figure brandished a greatsword, attempting to shield itself with the weapon.
Vizette didn't give the armor that chance; he proactively "ignited" the hidden ancient magical power, and the battle axe burst forth with a silver-blue light.
Slash!
The battle axe slashed into the chest of the greatsword armor in an instant, and the armor shattered violently amidst the trembling, turning into specks of ancient magical power.
"One! Ansuz!"
With a slight twist of his wand, Vizette used Ancient Magic: Apparition to dodge the spiked hammer that came at him and create distance between himself and the remaining three armored figures.
The core of the Obscurus unleashed ancient magical power, which coalesced into an extremely dazzling bolt of lightning that struck the armor that had lost its weapon, annihilating it instantly.
"There are two left."
Ancient Magic: Self-Shaping (Devil's Snare)!
Vizette's fingers transformed into a Devil's Snare, moving swiftly across the ground like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, quickly entangling the feet of the two armored figures and pulling them together.
"Ansuz!"
Another bolt of lightning flashed, and all the armor in the hall vanished. The scattered ancient magical power gathered and merged into the door in the center of the niche.
The door slowly opened in the middle, revealing a new platform.
Two more ancient magical armors appeared on either side of the platform. After dealing with these armors, Vizette noticed a niche in the cliff face.
Inside the niche was an exquisitely carved metal box, through which one could vaguely see tiny specks of light, seemingly the glow of crystal.
"Perhaps Serena and the others are hiding here?"
Vizette had limited time, so he ignored the contents of the box and continued deeper into the Guardian's Chamber.
He planned to explore this place thoroughly before making any further plans…
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