(POV narration)
Three men surrounded by blackish green blood staring at an appalled lone man.
"You ate it," the lone man shouts in disbelief.
"Only some of it, tasted like shit," the oldest of the three said.
"No matter, I can always make another," he said as a large grin crested his face. His body seemed to dim, but the snakes blood flew together.
Buts and pieces that were thrown about were suddenly sucked into an ever growing floating ball of blood.
When there was nothing else for it to absorb, it stretched, stretching and smoothing into that of a snake made of pure blood.
Then it flipped, its skin started to switch for that on the inside. In a gruesome display, the snakes mouth went backwards, eating itself and becoming what it once was.
Finally after the couple seconds it took to preform this, a voice broke the stunned silence, "Now, get them."
The lone young man standing in front of a statue called out to the snake before huddling over a book.
-You got another one of those stock piled- The armor said as its fire flares, swinging a long sword before blocking a tail attack made by the snake.
He was flung into one of the eight pillars
tri-secting the room. He gets up from the rubble and pushes the reading man as his cohorts battle the snake.
-Gotta bitch- as he swung his sword into the man, he found no resistance as it passed through him.
"Did you really think that would stop me," he said, a grin forming on his lips.
-Shit, guys I think he's a ghost- he said yelling back to his allies, not before taking another swing with the same effect.
"What's that," a young, very British boy says. He points at a hole in the wall as a flaming bird flys into view holding a bundle in its talons.
"Shit, why is that here," the ghostly man curses while whistling for the snake to come.
The newly formed snake coiled behind him waiting for its next orders.
Jacob turned his helmet head over to Connor to see if he had a plan,
-Uh, Connor, is everything alright with you?-
"I mean not really, why?" Connor asked while turning towards Jacob.
Now Harry turned over to his chatting friends and fell on his ass. "What happened Connor?" He asked while beginning to get his bearings back.
Jacob holds his mirrored shield up for Connor to see his reflection.
"Alright jigs up, I can only see outlines right now. The spell was 100% experimental, and the side effects aren't great. Especially for the fact that it accomplished nothing."Connor reluctantly relented.
-In addition to that you have no facial features, just like the beast coincidentally-
"That's odd, I can smell, hear, speak, and sorta see," Connor said while smacking his hand into his smooth face. His hand moved around the empty head feeling the groove less face he now has.
"Fuck," it was the only thing he had said before getting hit with a forceful blast of magic. He flew into a pillar causing a crater to in its self. The outer edges of the crater had cracks and crevices creeping out with intensive groans. Finally the pillar gave in causing it to collapse on the winded Connor.
His body now buried beneath a pillar the other men can only watch frozen. The first to act was the armored man who rushed the almost invisible man.
He swung his sword down through him, as soon as he rose his sword again he was in the jaws of the basilisk. The snake shot across the room with an armored filled jaw.
The armor helplessly swung his sword against the scaled behemoth to no avail.
Harry could only watch as his friends got eaten and crushed looking around to see the flaming bird fly down to him.