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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 50: Home Invasion Part 2
Harry deflected the flames from the spell, and they spread across the room, starting several small fires around him.
A figure rushed through the hole in the wall that was left behind by the fire spell.
"What do we have here?" Voldemort tried to sound calm, but his anger was evident.
The Dark Lord's red eyes moved quickly to the fireplace and noticed what was missing. "No…"
Harry activated his runes, and a current of wind began to form around him.
'V, don't do anything. And definitely don't speak in front of him!' He sent a mental message.
'I know that. Remember that you can't kill him now. Find an opening and leave,' V responded to him.
"You?" Voldemort saw Harry and looked genuinely shocked. From all the people he expected to find raiding his old home, Harry Potter was definitely not one of them.
Harry pushed his hands forward, the branding on his arms shone with a bright red light, and a powerful gust of wind burst forward, pushing the Dark Lord out of the same hole he had used to get inside.
Voldemort used his magic to stabilize himself while in the air and glared back at him.
"Potter, how dare you! I didn't take you for a thief." His wand made a circular motion, followed by a sharp vertical move.
'Fiendfyre,' V warned him.
"Fiendfyre!" Voldemort screamed as a massive snake made of crimson flames was conjured in front of him and sent towards Harry.
Harry glanced at the ground beneath him. His right hand made a grabbing motion while his magic worked on manipulating the elements.
"Terra… forma."
He pulled his hand back, and a column of stone and dirt rose from the ground to intercept the fiery snake.
Harry moved his left hand and transformed the mass of material to surround the snake and enclose it inside.
'Harry, don't overdo it with the elemental spells and end up exhausting yourself,' V said.
"I got this!." Harry closed his fist, and the mass of earth closed up, forming a sphere, which he then proceeded to let fall onto the ground.
Voldemort was staring at him like he had seen a ghost. "Where did you learn that, Potter? I doubt the old man taught you such magic."
'Don't engage in conversation with him. Just end this quickly. I'll make sure he can't peek into your mind,' V advised him.
'I already told you that I got this, V. I know how he works,' A frustrated Harry answered right before he took off flying.
"What are yo—" Voldemort couldn't react in time after seeing that Harry was flying directly at him.
"Depulso!" Harry used a powerful charm to push Voldemort back, making him break the magic that was keeping him afloat, as this one required a great deal of concentration.
But Harry did not stop there. He flew after Voldemort and pushed him again, this time towards the ground, forcing him to crash violently.
"Depulso!"
The Dark Lord groaned in pain as his back hit the ground of the grass clearing near his property, forming a large indentation in the dirt.
Not giving him time to recover, Harry had already followed his last push with two more spells.
Voldemort felt his body being wrapped in white magical ropes and then hit right on the head by a red spark that completely paralyzed him.
"Now, leave!" V shouted.
Harry opened a portal, and as he was crossing it, he spotted several flying shadows landing near the Gaunt Manor.
When he appeared on the other side of the portal, Harry was now standing on top of a snowy mountain, strong, cold winds hitting his face.
"His followers…" Harry muttered.
"Yes. It took them a bit to arrive, but their Master must have called for them," V said. "He was probably expecting to find Dumbledore at his house. Not you."
"Maybe I should have stayed and fought them." Harry noticed at least half a dozen of them. "I could have reduced their numbers a bit. It was a chance t—"
"No," V said with a stern tone. "That was not a good time for that. Your restraints on the Dark Lord would not have lasted long enough. It's better to avoid giving him more information about you. And besides…"
"Hmm? Besides what?" Harry asked.
"Are you really ready to take their lives? Because that is the only realistic way to deal with Death Eaters," V said.
By their estimations, Voldemort already had near-complete control of the Ministry. The law was already on their side, or it would be soon.
So arresting them was not an option. If anything, it would be Harry who would be arrested for attacking them.
"Can you?" V asked.
Harry didn't know what to say. Despite all the thousands of years he had lived inside the frozen world, there were still many things he had never experienced.
Taking someone's life was one of them. Since inside the frozen world, there was no one to kill, other than himself.
"You know I have done many simulations about it," Harry ended up saying.
"And you will one day find out that doing it for real is completely different," V said. "You don't want to be in an unfavorable position when you have to do it for the first time. If you freeze up in front of the Dark Lord, he will not hesitate to take you out. And especially not after tonight."
Harry had no argument against that.
"Now, hurry up and open another portal. My leather is starting to freeze," V told him.
"Fine… let's go." Harry nodded. "Gate."
After going through three more portals as an extra safety measure, in case he was followed, Harry flew the rest of the way to the Weasleys' house and sneaked back into his room.
It was well past midnight, and Ron was still sleeping deeply, completely unaware of everything that his friend had gone through.
"I'm so tired…" Harry collapsed on the bed.
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