"I don't believe this." Draco's loud indignant voice finally found itself as it reverberated harshly, breaking through the shocked silence. "You gave me so much shit because my Father and Ancestors breed albino peacocks! Yet your fucking Ancestor has a fifty-foot statue of just his face inside his own chamber!" Draco continued his voice shrill, hand waving wildly at the end of the Chamber's wall where Salazar's face came out towards them in Grecian marble. The unnerving statue seemed to be sneering down at them, Salazar's hair and beard swept out to the sides as if rippling in an absent wind. The path broke into two sides forming a half-circle around the base of the statue, before winding deeper into the cavern. Another pool of water rested in the middle below the beard, the reflection of the statue perfect in the still water.