“I counted at least four layers, I assume the area I entered first was just an intruder alarm? It was set up like a library for easy access.”
Harry nodded. “Filled with pointless memories and thoughts mainly concerning Quidditch or classes. No matter how hard you try to start or what kind of memory you go after I have every range of emotion on that layer, happy, sad, angry, worried, defensive, melancholy; everything.”
“The next layer was set up inside there and it was like the end of the library with a sturdy door, the door was the only way through, I assume it’s normally locked, but you let me in?”
“Yes, that’s the next level it’s also filled like the first layer, it’s secure enough that even an accomplished legilimens would need several seconds to break through. It would give me enough time to get the real layers ready.”
“I only hit the first of your real layers, and couldn’t get through, it was set up like a cross between a muggle prison and a castle fortress. Huge stone walls, barbed wire all over everything a large moat with sharks, and a sign that says Warning, do not enter, beware of Dragon, trespassers will be shot, survivors will be beaten, remains will be fed to Dragons.”
Unspeakable Truths Vol 1: The Truth Is Out There, Chapter 5