Chapter 205: Cave on the cliff

According to Dumbledore, Avon went to sense the traces left by the magic.
But nothing was felt, he blinked.
Looking at the expressions of Sirius, Harry, and Hermione, they should be like themselves, not knowing what Dumbledore said.
This shows that the gap between them and Dumbledore is very large.
"Do you guys don't mind getting wet?"
"It doesn't matter, we don't mind!" Avon, Harry, Hermione hurriedly shook their heads.
"Very good, now the tide is rising, the sea will get deeper and deeper, we must hurry up, let us take the risk and try it." Dumbledore turned his head and continued to tell, "I am the first one, the three of you are following." Behind me, behind the Temple of Sirius. As for Kreach, you are waiting for us in the cave."
After some preparation, they started to act.
Dumbledore suddenly became as agile as a young man, and he slid gently into the sea from the pebble and swam towards the dark crack below the sea.
He put his wand in his mouth and used the perfect breaststroke posture.
Evan, Harry, and Hermione also rushed to follow, and Sirius was behind them.
The sea in winter is cold and biting, and everyone feels bad.
Especially Ai Wen, he had too many magic books in his arms. After the clothes were soaked with water, he became bulging and bulging, and he squatted down.
He took a few deep breaths and smelled the pungent salt and seaweed.
Then he sank to the bottom of the water, struggling to find Dumbledore in front of himself in the water, and the narrow gap in the depths of the cliff.
But he didn't see anything. Even Harry and Hermione, who should be by his side, didn't see it. There seemed to be a strong suction in the depths of the sea. Like a bottomless black whirlpool, he was going deep into him. Drag and drop.
In the dark, cold waters, Avon is lonely and helpless, and can't even breathe.
Just when he was about to hold on, someone grabbed him.
It’s Sirius, he’s very strong, pulling Ai Wen to swim in the other direction.
Soon, they entered the gap in the depths of the cliff, and the crack turned into a dark passage. They quickly moved up in the dark passage, and Avon was able to breathe again. The seawater did not fill the entire dark passage, just to the chest.
It is now rising, and it will be delayed for a while, and it will definitely be filled with sea water.
"You're fine, Avon?" Sirius patted Avon's shoulder and said with concern, "Don't be too reluctant, I see you falling behind."
"I, I am fine!"
Evan gasped, and Harry and Hermione hurried up, because they were too cold, and all three of them were pale and pale, squatting in the chestwater.
Not far ahead, Dumbledore's wand ends with a bright golden glow. He is looking around. The muddy walls on both sides of the dark road are only three feet wide, and they are wet like tar.
Dumbledore did not say anything, just waved his hand and motioned to keep up.
Going a little further, the beginning of the martyrdom, Kreacher is not here, they do not know which way to go, but Dumbledore did not hesitate to turn left.
They continued to follow Dumbledore, and the temperature in the cave was much lower than the outside, because without the sun, the bitter sea was colder, and their numb fingers were rubbed against the rough, wet rocks. Kneeling forward in the sea.
At the end of the dark passage, Dumbledore had stood up from the water, and the silvery hair and black robes shimmered.
They swam there and found a step leading to a large cave.
Evan struggled to climb the steps, and the water rushed down from the drenched clothes.
He finally walked out of the sea, the air around him was quiet and cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.
He saw that Kreacher was already standing in the middle of the cave and was talking to Dumbledore around him.
Dumbledore's wand was held high in his hand, whispering, and slowly turning around in the same place, carefully looking at the rock wall and the top of the cave.
"There is no doubt that this is the place." Dumbledore said briefly, "The walls have been enchanted and are traces of Riddle."
Ai Wen saw Dumbledore continue to rotate slowly in place, apparently focusing on some things he could not see, studying the traces left by Voldemort.
"Yes, Kreacher! I know that this is just the front hall, the entrance hall!" Dumbledore whispered. "We need to go inside and block us now is the authority under Voldemort, not an obstacle to nature."
Dumbledore approached the wall and gently stroked it with his fingers.
The wand in his hand swayed slightly, and the mouth whispered a strange language that Evan had never passed. It seemed to be a curse, and it didn't seem to be.
Because nothing happened, Dumbledore walked two turns around the cave from the left, and touched the rough wall as much as possible while walking, occasionally stopping to use his fingers to groping up and down somewhere.
"Teach, teach?"
Ai Wen took a few steps forward. Dumbledore was identifying the magic traces left by Voldemort. He wanted to know how Dumbledore did it. Before that, he had never seen a wizard solve the problem like this: Look with your eyes, touch with your hands, and sense with your heart.
It’s a masterpiece, not a slapstick, a smog like a common lower-level wizard.
Ai Wen wanted to learn from Dumbledore how to distinguish the magic traces left on the object, but then found that he has no energy at all to do these things.
Because the cold invaded the bone marrow, he was shaking all over.
The little Sirius, Harry, and Hermione around him didn't have a good place to go. They were shaking uncontrollably.
Evan saw that Sirius pulled out his wand and wanted to use magic to warm them up, but it didn't work. Because of the cold, his teeth were slamming and his magic failed.
"Oh, sorry, I am sorry, I forgot!" Dumbledore noticed them, and he pointed to the four of them with his wand.
With Dumbledore's movements, Ai Wen felt that his body was immediately dry and warm, and there was no trace of soaking in the clothes, just like hanging in front of the blazing fire.

Thank you!
Avon, Harry, and Hermione hurriedly said that they saw Dumbledore turn his attention to a solid wall.
He didn't try any other magic, just stood there and stared at the hole intently, as if there was something very interesting on it.
"Where is Regulus?" Sirius suddenly shouted, "Kelce, tell us how to get in?"
There was a trace of impatience in his tone, they had wasted too much time, and the dark, strange cave in front of him made him unable to find a clue.
This is not something he is good at, he would rather fight with the corpse, and would not stay here (to be continued.)