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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 246: No Escape
It only took him a couple of minutes of flying around on a "borrowed" broom to find a large group of people who were about to have a very bad time.
'That's not all of them.' He could only see ten black-robed individuals and three very large trolls being pulled by chains.
"Come on, move!" One of them pulled on the chain too hard, making the troll growl at him.
"Be careful! If they go berserk, we are all going to be in trouble!" One of his companions admonished him.
"Shut up, I know what I'm doing!" The young Death Eater snapped back.
"I don't think any of you know what you're doing," Harry said as he flew closer.
The ten Death Eaters turned their masked faces up.
"What is this?"
"Who is t…wait! That's one of the targets!"
"That's Harry Potter!"
Several of the men hurried to get their wands out and pointed them at Harry.
"Kill him!"
"Yes, he is a target. Don't hesitate, just kill him!"
Harry flew out of the way as a barrage of killing curses passed by.
A smile appeared on his face. "I missed this broom…"
"Hey, that's my Firebolt!" One of the masked men started to yell at Harry.
"Don't stop firing, you bloody moron!"
"But he stole my broom!" The Death Eater recognized it immediately. That had been a custom order with a gold handle and black bristles made specially for him. It had cost him a fortune.
"I'm keeping this one," said Harry as he passed by. "And you have better things to worry about…" He pointed his wand down. "Occludo."
Black smoke started to cover the area, preventing them from seeing more than a foot or two ahead of them.
"I can't see!"
"Keep firing!"
They launched another barrage, but their spells were now going everywhere.
One Death Eater screamed when a Cruciatus curse landed on him, while another fell limp on the floor when a killing curse hit him on the back.
But things were about to get a lot worse for them.
Harry's green eyes shone with an eerie light. A deadly aura enveloped his wand right before he conjured the curse. "Venenum."
From the air, a deadly mist descended upon the group of Death Eaters.
It spread quickly, and its effects became evident very soon.
The masked group started to cough and moan.
"C-Cant breathe!"
"Help!, g-get me out of here!"
The corridor was wide, but they couldn't even get a glimpse of where they were going. They couldn't breathe…they couldn't see…their bodies were in tremendous pain as the venom inside them started to consume them.
The curse that Harry had called upon would create a cloud of not just one but several different deadly venoms and poisons. The worst ones among them were the necrotic types. Those would rot the person's flesh, causing a level of pain that was hard to describe.
The nine remaining masked men became immediately desperate and started to run as fast as they could.
The idea of killing Harry had long been forgotten, and they just wanted to survive now.
"Ahhh!"
"Noooo!"
"Help!"
As they ran, many of them ended up hitting the walls of the corridor and fell back onto the floor, incapable of standing up again.
There were a few who made it out of the cloud of death that Harry had created…but even those did not make it too far. Not even thirty feet after getting out, they would fall down and scream in pain, no longer able to move.
Harry looked at the spectacle without an ounce of pity in his eyes. As far as he was aware, these people dug their graves the moment they decided to invade this place.
"No one is leaving alive…" Harry's eyes moved around, scanning the area.
The only living beings who were a bit better off than the rest were the three trolls.
Because of their large height, they avoided most of the poison cloud as it settled on the ground. And because of their incredible resistance to magic, they were able to withstand the effects of the various venoms and poisons.
Harry was going to need something else for these three.
The trolls looked up and growled at him. They were smart enough to recognize the source of the threat.
Their chains were loose now, and they could move freely without their handlers ordering them around.
"Argg!" One of the trolls yelled at Harry while extending his hands in the air as if it were trying to reach him.
"Human, argh!!" Another one of the trolls shouted at him. Their language was mostly composed of grunts, but they were able to speak a few of their words.
"Coward!" The last one complained. None of them could reach him while he was in the air, so they thought it was an unfair fight.
"Do you think this is a duel or something?..." Harry asked them.
He could no longer hear the screams of the Death Eaters below. No more than two minutes had passed, but most of them had already died. Only a few of them made it out of the cloud and were now left moaning in pain and shaking. Those may last a few more minutes, but their deaths were already guaranteed.
"Finite Incantatem." Harry gave his wand a wave, and both the Occludo cloud and the poison one vanished immediately.
Harry descended now that it was safe. He got off the broom and let it rest carefully against the wall before glancing back at the trolls.
"Fine, I'll give you a fair chance to live…come at me." He waved at the trolls with his free hand in a taunting manner.
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