Ashley retrieved Salazar’s locket from her satchel and held it in front of her with open palms. She’d realized before the term began that she couldn’t very well keep the three Horcruxes she possessed in her trunk. Yes, there were powerful charms in place to hide and guard them, and it wasn’t like anyone would actually dare loot her belongings (she had quite a mighty reputation after all, one she lived up to, especially during demonstrations in DADA). But it was better to be safe than sorry so, she came up with the brilliant idea of locking the Horcruxes away in the Chamber with the Basilisk as extra protection until the time of the ritual arrived. That was sure to take a while; the search for the tree hadn’t even started yet. Tom had been getting impatient. He was normally a patient person; he had to be in order to obtain the following he had. However, regaining his soul fragments, and thus reinforcing his core, was admittedly a big deal. Ashley had told him though that the ritual probably wouldn’t be held until at least after the breakout he was planning. Surprisingly enough (not really), he was fine with the piece of information because in his mind, his newly-freed Death Eaters would then get to witness the true extent of his power.