chains violently uncoiled with a deafening clatter. The water hissed, steam rose from the well, and immediately it was time to get to work. He pushed on the rod and began to turn the intricate structure. The chains whined as they strained and he had to work harder. Gasping and breathing deeply, he finally lifted the structure above the surface of the coolant. As soon as the scaffolding was at the right height he adjusted the lock and sat down heavily leaning against the winch. Everyone seemed exhausted, not by the work itself, but by the temperature in the forge. Draco seemed to be the only one who hadn't noticed the difference between how the workshop had been in the beginning and how it was now.- Good work boys,- the blacksmith praised everyone.- We still need to remove the fittings and you will be able to rest.
James lifted himself off the floor heavily and leaned against the rod. Now the worst task awaited him. He had to slowly lower the structure so that the twins could drag it deep into the workshop using the long poles. He pushed against the winch and when it budged he pulled back the locking mechanism and slowly began to move backwards. He didn't take his eyes off the coils of chain so as not to be distracted, but he knew that the brothers had hooked the poles to the wheels on the underside of the scaffolding and were pulling them towards the open part of the workshop. Step by step, he slowly unwound the heavy chains until he finally heard the steel hitting the stone and could finally lock the mechanism with a sigh of relief. Finally, it's over. He thought.
-Which one next?- Draco's voice in dragon form was deeper and sharper than normal, but it didn't lose at all of its usual tone and sound. -Will we temper them in the same way?- James looked at the dragon, who was crouching beside the icy cold steel structure and poking his claw curiously at the finished samples.
-What?- asked the twins, Matheo,
