"Dragonkin are expert shapeshifters," Tea said. "Far superior to even the most skilled animagus or Chameleon Sprite. It is said in their human form you could look one directly in the eyes and still be unable to tell the difference between them and a human being. You could've walked past any number of dragons without realising it."<br/><br/>"Follow me," Barkeley said, leading them to a trapdoor at the back of the kitchen which opened after he had uttered a spell in an unrecognisable language under his breath. "Its about the only bit of fae language I was ever taught," he said to Aurora. "It takes years to learn how to speak the fairy language."<br/><br/>After walking down the stairwell that stretched down from the trapdoor for what felt like hours it opened into a cavern that, while well-lit, stretched well beyond the reach of the torches on the wall. Even the ceiling stretched beyond their sight. Line after line of bookcases stretched out in front of them.<br/><br/>"The ceiling can't be that high, its..." Tea started saying.<br/><br/>"Impossible?" Barkeley said with a laugh. "You're right. We've never figured out how this ceiling can reach far above where the floor of the house would be, except whoever did this was immensely powerful."