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HP - Chapter 196: Rage
🕑 Added 2024-09-03 16:16:09 +0000 UTCJames despite having defeated an enemy, was not at all happy. He was kneeling on the ground staring at the dark wizards with a frown on his face. His brow beaded with sweat.
He launched three very demanding attacks in a span of a few seconds. Telekinetic thrust, Incendio (his most powerful to date), and then the sword. His fatigue showed on his face, and there were still four enemies left to defeat.
Besides, Incendio was less effective than he thought. The dark mages barely had some light burns. What hurt them the most was his telekinetic thrust, they seemed to have some moderate wounds thanks to that attack.
“Victor!” shouted Ivan, going towards the dying dark mage. He had known him for a long time.
'If he is not treated, he will die in minutes,' Ivan thought, noticing his companion's weak breathing. Luckily, the sword did not pierce any vital organs. Still, his condition remained grave.
Gwen, Sirius, Lupin, and Snape did not stand still. They were already accustomed to James' skills. They had to take advantage of the enemy's stupefaction and defeat, albeit a dark wizard.
The four of them targeted Ivan, who was distracted trying to give first aid to his dying companion. Four flashes were directed at the dark wizard who turned his head and looked at the spells with his eyes wide open. He had no time to defend himself, and his companions could not help him either.
The first spell that hit him was an Expelliarmus that caused him to drop his wand and fly through the air. Then three stun spells hit him in unison knocking him unconscious instantly.
Snape, using a non-verbal Wingardium Leviosa, drew the wizard's wand towards him. When he held it in his hand, he unhesitatingly broke it into two pieces, then into three, and finally into four.
“Now I understand why Eustace lost to you,” the Death Eater said with a hint of praise, though his tone was filled with coldness and hidden fury.
'Immobulus!' shouted Regulus, pointing at the Death Eater. He could no longer stand still. He would not be a burden.
A blue flash of lightning shot towards the Death Eater, and with a simple flick of his wand he sent a spell that collided with Regulus' spell.
What surprised Regulus was that his spell was destroyed, and the Death Eater's flash continued to travel towards him without slowing down. He had no time to defend himself.
The flash hit him and he felt his entire body freeze. He was stiff as a board, causing him to fall helplessly to the ground. He could hear and see, but not move.
“Volker. Wake Ivan,” the Death Eater ordered in an impatient tone. He couldn't believe all the trouble they were going to for taking on some brats.
The short wizard named Volker nodded and quickly went to his partner, who was knocked unconscious by Sirius and the others.
Before the Death Eater could take action to end the mission, a hate-filled scream rang through the room.
“Crucius!” shouted Eustace, raising his wand and pointing it at Toby, who watched dumbfounded as one of the unforgivable curses was directed at him. The speed was too much for him. He would never be able to cast a Protego in time, and for all he knew it was useless against this powerful curse.
Toby closed his eyes, bracing himself for the pain he would have to endure, but an invisible force managed to push him off at the last second. Causing him to fall sideways against the ground.
James, pointing his hand at Toby, had a pale, sweaty expression. He felt his headache increasing, and his brain was throbbing harder.
'His hand?' thought the Death Eater with a raised eyebrow behind his mask.
Eustace roared in hatred as he saw that none of his spells were reaching their target. He thought this was his hand's fault. He wasn't used to his weak hand. This was all because of James Potter cutting off his dominant hand.
“Avada Kedavra!” shouted Eustace with more hatred and rage than before.
There was a flash of blinding green light and a quickening sound. His target? Peter, stood frozen in place watching the green flash head towards him. Ever since he had seen the dark wizards he had been paralyzed with fear.
He knew it was a mistake to come here when they knew that dark wizards and a Death Eater were following in their footsteps from Hogsmeade.
“Move, Peter!” shouted James, extending his hand towards him, but his mind was already on edge. No invisible force came from his hand to push Peter away and save him from his impending fate.
The spell hit with a dull, brutal sound. The Avada Kedavra curse hit Peter squarely in the chest, and his body was thrown backward as if struck by an unstoppable force. The air escaped his lungs in a choked gasp as he was violently hurled against the cave floor. His body landed with a thud, sliding a few more feet before coming to a stop, inert.
James watched in horror as the life faded from his friend's eyes. Peter's face remained motionless, his eyes open in an empty, lifeless expression.
“Peter!” shouted James in desperation, running to his friend's body. He knelt beside him, lifting his head carefully and resting it in his lap. Peter's skin was cool to the touch, his chest unmoving. “Peter, wake up!” implored James, gently shaking his friend, but he got no response.
Sirius, Snape, Toby, Gwen, and Lupin watched this with pale, horror-filled expressions. What had gone wrong? None of their expeditions had ever ended badly.
'This bald one was good for something,' thought the Death Eater. He noticed the expressions of the brats, they had no fighting spirit anymore. As for James, he kept repeating the name of his deceased friend.
Eustace laughed sinisterly as he saw the reaction he expected from James. His laughter ended when James suddenly shouted.
“NO!”
His scream was charged with pain, rage, and helplessness. It was a shriek that echoed off the walls of the cave, a scream so intense that it seemed to split the air. The force of her despair was palpable, a storm of emotions she could not contain.
As James' scream filled the space, the cave began to shake violently. Stones and debris tumbled from the ceiling, and the ground beneath his feet vibrated with increasing intensity.
'What the hell?” thought the Death Eater, trying not to stumble.
James' eyes darkened with murderous fury as he looked up at the dark wizards. There was no longer any doubt or hesitation on his face, only pure, burning hatred consuming him from within. His hands trembled, not from fear, but from the amount of power struggling to break free and hurt his enemies.
Eustace felt a shiver run down his spine as he met James' gaze. The Death Eater felt that they had unleashed something far more dangerous than any curse or spell.
James stood up slowly, his body trembling, not from fear, but from sheer fury. His eyes, filled with deadly determination, fixed on the Death Eater who, despite the trembling in the cave, raised his wand with murderous intent.
The death eater stopped dead in his tracks, his body rigid in the air. His eyes grew wide behind the mask as he felt an invisible force take hold of him, a force he could not counter.
With a simple wave of his hand, James began to lift the death eater into the air, slowly floating him up. Suddenly the death eater's body began to twist at unnatural angles. First, it was his legs, bending backward grotesquely, as if an invisible puppeteer was pulling his strings with cruel delight. Then his arms began to bend in the same way, bones creaking under the unbearable pressure of James' telekinesis.
Finally, with a sharp gesture of his hand, James flung the death eater away, as if he were a rag doll. The dark wizard's body flew through the cave, slamming with brutal force against the stone wall. The impact resounded like thunder, and the death eater fell to the ground, his body mangled and dying, barely breathing.
'Is he a thirteen-year-old boy?' thought Eustace, Volker, and Ivan, who was only recently awakened. Both paled at the fate of their leader and that now James' gaze rested on them.
“Bombarda Maxima!” shouted Volker.
“Avada Kedavra!” shouted Eustace.
James' gaze did not waver. With a determined motion, he extended both hands towards the ground. With a dry snap, the stone beneath his feet began to tremble and crack. A portion of the ground, huge and rough, rose as if torn by the very force of the earth. A stone wall emerged in front of him, protecting him like a barrier. All this took him a second.
With a wave of his hand, James threw the stone wall forward, propelled by his telekinetic power. The wall advanced at great speed, heading straight for the spells flying towards it. The distance between the attacks and the stone barrier closed in an instant.
The explosive spell and the killing curse hit the stone wall halfway. In a moment, a deafening explosion was unleashed. It generated a shockwave that shook the cave, which seemed to shake more and more. It would not hold for long.
James used the countless stone fragments to hurl them at Volker and Ivan. The latter could not defend himself as he had no wand. He was crushed by dozens of stone fragments at high speed.
Volker with a Protego that he had to throw repeatedly managed to save himself for a few seconds. Until James made the stones hit a specific point of the shield and then launched a shockwave at him. They destroyed the shield and sent it flying as it was hit by some stones.
James' gaze fell on the last dark wizard. He knew it was Eustace, the one who had caused Peter's death. His eyes glowed with more hatred than before.
