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HP - Chapter 405: Ambushed by Death Eaters
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“Dialogue”
‘Thoughts’
-Author notes-
Chapter 405: Ambushed by Death Eaters
Before Harry could answer her, they were interrupted by the sound of strange-sounding laughter.
“Look who it is! No other than the marvelous Boy Who Lived!” Barty Crouch Jr. came into view. He waved his wand around in a threatening manner and flicked his tongue.
“Ahh!” Lyra was startled by the sudden appearance and by the fact that she now realized where she was. “This is a cemetery!” She had no idea how they got there.
Her latest recollection was falling asleep inside Professor Snape's office, along with the other hostages.
But now that her mind was working properly, she also realized that the person at her side was not Neville.
“Harry?” she asked in a whisper.
“It’s okay. I got this.” He still looked very much like Neville, but the confidence in his expression was all Lyra needed to confirm his identity.
“Ohhh, he’s got this. How brave,” Crouch Jr. chuckled.
“Barty, now is not the time for games,” a harsh voice came from the other side of the cemetery. “We must capture the boy without fail.”
An old man wearing black robes approached.
“Come on, Yaxley. I missed the last hunt. Let me have a bit of fun,” Barty Crouch Jr. complained.
“Hmph… he can’t escape anyways, he is already ours. So let's get this over with.” another person said as they came into the picture.
It was a very tall and strong-looking man. He wore the same robes as the others, but his face was still covered by a white mask, making it difficult to guess his identity.
“See? McNair agrees. Where’s he going to go? As long as we have that thingy—” He pointed at the metallic object in Yaxley’s hand... the portable blood ward their master had created for them.
Yaxley grumbled. “Drop your wand, boy… you have no chance against the three of us. So save yourself some suffering at least.”
“What about the girl?” McNair asked.
“We only need the boy. Kill the other one,” Yaxley replied.
Barty licked his lips. “What a waste…” His wand moved like lightning and aimed directly at Lyra. “Avada Kedavra!”
Yaxley and McNair acted at the same time, sending a disarming charm and a stunner directly at Neville.
“Harry!” Lyra didn’t even have her wand with her, so she could only scream for help.
Not that it was necessary at all, since Harry was already next to her.
“There’s no need to scream…” Harry groaned as he felt the pain in his ears. His sister had really powerful lungs at least.
“Huh?...” Lyra could have sworn she saw a killing curse flying directly at her.
But there was nothing there now.
The three Death Eaters were equally confused about what had happened to their spells. They all disappeared before hitting their intended targets.
After a moment of silence, one of them raised their voice to ask.
“What happened?” Barty was looking around as if he was trying to find the missing spells.
“Does it look like we know?” Yaxley glared at ‘Neville.’ “The boy may be more skilled than we gave him credit for…” It was the only explanation he could think of...that Neville had done something to defend himself.
“Then…” Barty clenched his teeth. “We fire again… Avada Kedavra!” Another flash of green light was aimed at Lyra.
“Crucio!” McNair got more serious now and used his favorite spell against Neville.
Yaxley added a petrifying curse for good measure.
This time, they were all paying much closer attention to what was happening.
If ‘Neville’ made any movement to block the spells, they wouldn’t miss it.
And they didn’t miss it.
Despite the gloomy atmosphere, it was still daytime, so when three pure black holes appeared around the two students, they were able to spot them.
What they didn’t notice were the holes manifesting behind them.
“What i—” That was all McNair had time to say.
As Barty Crouch Jr.’s killing curse entered one of the holes around Harry, it emerged from the one behind him and struck McNair directly in the back.
The lifeless body of McNair fell forward, hitting the ground with a loud thud.
Yaxley also fell, but he was luckier than his partner...as he became a victim of his own petrifying curse.
“Ahhh!” Barty Crouch let out a bloodcurdling scream as the Cruciatus Curse landed on him, causing him to lose his balance.
“How did you do that?” Lyra asked. She had seen her brother do a lot of strange things with magic over the years, but this was new.
“I can’t believe he’d only send these three idiots… it’s kind of insulting…” Harry pulled out a small flask from his robes and drank it.
As he did, the transformation from the Polyjuice Potion began to fade. He no longer needed it and felt much more comfortable in his own body.
“Harry?” Lyra stared at her brother as he regained his normal appearance.
“Y-You?!... Arggh!” Barty, still twitching in pain, remained conscious just long enough to see him change—and realize they had been deceived.
“Y-You’re not… y–you…”
“No, I’m not Neville. Sorry about that.” Harry pointed his wand at Yaxley first.
An explosive charm made quick work of the old wizard, shattering his head into hundreds of pieces.
The petrifying curse made the gruesome scene slightly less horrifying than it could have been.
“Ah!” Lyra was startled. “Give me a warning, will you?”
Barty’s eyes widened with fear as he realized what was happening. His shaking hand tried to reach for his wand, which had fallen just a foot away.
“Now… let’s—” Harry suddenly stopped moving.
An unpleasant sensation washed over him.
“What’s wrong?” Lyra noticed his odd reaction and became worried.
‘He’s already there…’ Harry thought.
“Hogwarts is being invaded,” he said.
