"Alohomora," he whispered and the doors swung open. Wandless magic was something he never got tired of. The chamber was small. It was basically an iron cube. The first thing they noticed was a force pulling at them like a magnet. The second, was the ghastly cloaked figure suspended in mid air at the center of the room, chains were shackled at its bony ankles and rags of robes floated around its body. And third, to their relief, the creature was under stasis as well as every living entity inside the Fortress. 