𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦

Chapter 43 - Camelot

Chapter 43

3rd POV

Camelot

After securing the courtyard of the Castle, Dumbledore led the group in through the ancient reinforced oak doors. As the doors groaned open, the headmaster silenced them before waving his wand and opening them.

The group moved inside the castle, wands out and expecting another ambush. Harry stood beside Fleur, their wands out and their eyes searching everywhere. Fleur had returned to her normal form, not needing to keep the muggles under her control any longer. It was likely they would continue fighting the inferi that surrounded them anyway.

The castle's entrance hall stood abandoned.

It was at least twenty meters wide adn a hundred long. A single door stood in the far left adn right corners of the room while an open archway stood in the wall opposite the group leading into another room.

On either side of the room, a line of ten stone pillars held up the ceiling, one every ten meters. Attached to each stone pillar wasan iron ring, just over two meters high and attached to each ring was an inferi, their bindings running through the ring.

The twenty inferi struggled against their bonds, their blank eyes fixed on the living. Behind the stone pillars was shrouded in shadows and Harry saw a flicker of movement.

But when he turned to face the movement, there was nothing but shadow.

He could hear only the struggling inferi. He glanced at them adn felt anger at Mordred; the inferi were all muggles, judging by their jeans and t-shirts with Nirvana or Metallica, written across them.

Harry and Fleur kept in their rear position while Dumbledore led the group, the aurors in the middle. Fifty meters into the room, the group stopped.

The headmaster knelt down and waved his wand at something on the ground before a ripple of whispers raced back to Harry through the aurors.

"Dumbledore found a runic trap." A bearded auror whispered to Harry.

Harry glanced at the floor around them and glared. He didn't know enough about them to be useful, not without letting Merlin take over his body.

He felt Fleur's soft hand on his arm. Harry looked up to meet her eyes.

"I am very good with runes, 'Arry. I will protect you." Fleur said with a grin and Harry scowled at her, though he gave her a grateful smile.

It took another ten minutes to work through the many runic traps set in the entrance hall, the group stopping while Dumbledore dealt with the offending trap. The group made it through into the next room to see it was a throne room.

"I guess it must have been practical to build throne rooms near the entrance of these castles, Slytherin castle was the same. I suppose you could also say Hogwarts is the same too, in its own way, Dumbledore has a throne there." Harry mused while Fleur narrowed her eyes before giving a disgusted sniff.

"You can't 'have the peasants traipsing throughout your fancy castle 'Arry. this way they come in, complain about their lot on life adn leave, all without leaving the filth of their existence inside the castle proper." Fleur growled and Harry stared at her in surprise. Her eyes were hard as they glared around the room.

She turned to him after taking a breath.

"Sorry 'Arry. I learned in my childhood that the aristocracy often thought in that manner. The French removed those people from our government during the revolution."

'She is right though young Harry. Many rulers have thought like that throughout history, my father had Camelot built and he was exactly like that.' Arthur added and Harry sighed.