"Bugger," Stewie tiredly muttered, and Harry had to agree with the sentiment as his eyes refocused and he saw what the path ahead of them looked like.
The corridor ahead of them wasn't a corridor at all. Instead, it was a perfectly smooth tunnel that looked like the inside of a huge cylindrical pipe. The upside down path they were standing on continued on for a couple of more meters, and then started spiraling around the tunnel like the red stripe on a Christmas candy cane.
Harry's gut sank.
The Guards started heading on, and making his brain get over the thought that taking a step would send him plummeting down to his death, Harry followed, mechanically forcing himself to take step after step. It took few moments before he could move as fast as Benji was, but thankfully, Stewie was just as inexperienced in the maze, which slowed Benji down to the point that Harry could keep up with him and deal with his vertigo at the same time.
And off they went, winding around the tunnel as they walked through the tunnel that went on to slope almost impossibly downward until they were practically walking in a spiral helix around the walls of a tunnel that dropped straight downwards.
Which was probably upwards since the gravity was messed up.
Or maybe it wasn't.
Or maybe it was.
With a start, Harry realized that he had no sense of direction anymore.
It was all very confusing, and he was starting to get a very clear idea of why Dumbledore didn't want him to use ID abilities in here. In an ever-changing place where there was no up and down, flitting in and out of dimensions that might not reflect the changes that were happening in the real world was…a bad idea.
"This is incredible," Stewie muttered, breaking the silence, "I wonder why they stopped using this and started using Azkaban."
It was quite a good question. A place that could keep out someone with as versatile abilities as Harry had seemed like a naturally good choice for a prison. Quite curious himself, Harry listened for the reply.
"Obvious isn't it?" Benji said, pulling on his hood to make sure it was still sitting right on his head, "The Dementors. They're the ultimate guards. Strong, fast, dangerous. They're pretty much the only thing Azkaban needs to keep people in. No need for fancy magic. No need to have any people there. No chance of prisoners learning the trick to navigating the maze. No risk of escapes. It's the perfect prison."
"Until Sirius Black," Stewie gravely said.
"Until Sirius Black," Benji agreed, and the conversation ceased, leaving Harry with an odd feeling in his stomach. Sirius Black. Someone who was responsible of his parent's death. Someone who he should decisively be furious towards. And he was. He was angry, but that anger was tainted with the uneasiness he had been feeling ever since he had discovered the lack of a trial statement in his file. It was nowhere near enough for him to believe that he was innocent, but the fact that his was the only file out of the dozens he had looked through that lacked any mention of a trial was…unsettling.
The tunnel slowly leveled out into a horizontal cylinder once more, revealing a wall of the same golden mist from earlier at the end of it. With one last twist around it, their path leveled out on the roof, leaving them standing upside down in front of the veil of mist.
Benji and Stewie stepped through, and giving them a second to make sure he didn't smack right into them, Harry followed.
Immediately, the world righted itself.
Ping!
Due to navigating an area with weird gravity with relatively good balance, take +2 Dex!
Ping!
Due to managing to not pass out or die in strange gravitational fields, take +3 Vit!
Ping!
Skill leveled up due to successful use!
Sneaking, Lv-18(1%)
Allows you to sneak up on someone.
71% chance of not getting caught.
71% chance of critical strike.
Harry's knees almost buckled, and his vision blurred again before clearing instantly. He looked around. They were in a long stonewalled corridor with solid iron doors on either side. At the end of the corridor stood a plain wooden desk, at which sat a plump man with a thick mustache who was thumbing through a ledger. Presumably, the person who permanently guarded and kept a record of the prisoners held here, the man hadn't noticed the newcomers into the corridor yet.
He had made it, Harry realized with relief. This was the Ministry Lockup!
"Well. This is it Stewie. We made it through your first time in the Maze," Benji said, patting his friend's back who had fallen forward on his knees onto the ground.
While the confirmation was appreciated, there was no time to rejoice. Harry looked at his watch.
12:22
He had been in the maze for over fifteen minutes now. He needed to be quick with getting Lisa out of this place. Harry raised his fists, ready to slam his knuckles into the two Guards' heads and knock them unconscious, but something made him hesitate.
There was something else he could do to throw DMLE off his track even more.
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