Adalricus frowned mightily at the sight (and gagged at the overwhelming stench) of the cesspool and looked behind him at the now sealed door. The basilisk waved its head slowly in the light, "This can’t be right. Stupid castle’s been rearranging things again. I don’t recall it ever making this big of a change though." He had no choice but to skirt the edge of the pit of rotting garbage and Merlin-knew-what else. "Come, my dear. We can purge the school from another direction."