Hoare and Regno stood in the cave, looking as small as tiny dolls.

"W-What is this?" Hoare asked, bewildered, pointing at the space before them.

Regno clearly knew what was going on, his eyes burning with intensity as he looked at Hoare. "The Slytherin vault has always been open, and the protection fee needs to be paid on time every year."

"Up until now, there's been a backlog of thirty-two years of unpaid protection fees."