In the next room, he was confronted with an even stranger sight. Astor was beginning to wonder if the underground cellar was just a collection of interconnected passages or trials. It was a completely empty hall except for the thousands of rusted keys littering the floor. His feet brushed against them as he walked, and he could hear the clinking of metal against metal. There was just one door in to escape this hall, and Astor supposed that the trial was to undertake the Sisyphean task of trying every key in the lock until it opened, but fortune was on his side again. Not only had Albus entered the room before him and found the correct key, but he had also left the door unlocked for him. It seemed too unguarded an act for the Lord of the castle, who was known to be extremely careful in all things. Astor was beginning to suppose that Albus knew he was being followed and was laying a trap in the next room or the one after.