Innovator; Chapter 7: The Fire of Elimination (Patreon)

Author’s Note: Hello my dear patron family. Just as promised, Here’s chapter seven of Innovator. Hope you like it! Do tell how it was in the comments. Also, Chapters 1-6 are on my fanfiction and ao3 profile.

(This chapter is raw and currently undergoing beta reading, so please ignore the spelling and grammatical errors. They'll definitely be corrected soon, Thank you!)

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“I am Talking.”

‘I am Thinking’

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“French”

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Challenge yourself; it's the only path which leads to growth.

~Morgan Freeman

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Innovator

-Dev Sagittarius Black

~~Chapter 7: The Fire of Elimination~~

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Harry turned the page on his calendar as he sipped his glass of orange juice, the same orange juice that Dobby prepared for him every morning.  ‘November Twenty-fourth…the day is here’

Harry took a deep breath, feeling the early morning air refresh his consciousness and rejuvenate every fiber of his being. He looked through his bedroom window and smiled at the open expanse of land ahead of him. He liked this view, it showed him the forbidden forest as well as the black lake.

“Well, time to start the day then.” Harry muttered and finished his orange juice before picking up his towel and going to his bathroom to start the day.

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“Aren’t you excited Harry?”

Harry looked up from The Prophet and was shocked at what he saw. His friend was smiling like a lunatic at him, that was not uncommon. What was uncommon was the fact that he was  wearing gold and black pinstripe pants and a T-shirt with ‘Go Cedric!’ written on it in bold. along with a Honey Badger hat.

“What is this Blaise?”

Zabini looked at what Harry was pointing at and grinned again “I look good in this, don’t I? Of course I do. This is my way of cheering for the Hogwarts Champion.” Blaise said and started filling his plate with eggs and bacon.

‘Alright…I officially don't know you now. If anyone ever asks, that’s what I will say.’ Harry made up his mind as he closed his eyes and tried to forget the horrifying image.

Soon enough other students came and sat around them, filling the hall with excited whispers and talks about what to expect and how there was a large stadium that had been built, probably for the first task.

Harry tried to ignore the usual hubbub that had increased ten fold due to the big occasion that day: The First task of Triwizard Tournament…..well, more like Tetrawizard Tournament now, he mused to himself with a wry grin

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The group, consisting of Cho Chang, Harry Potter, Blaise Zabini, and Marietta Edgecomb took their seats in the third row. Harry could see that the students had all decided to go casual and had either painted their faces or wore something to signify the champion they supported.

Not so surprisingly enough, he could only see Diggory’s, Petrovia’s and Delacour’s supporters. There weren’t any who were supporting his foolish younger brother. In fact if he heard it right, Draco Malfoy was running a bet as to whether Alandale Potter would be dead within the first five or ten minutes.

Harry couldn’t care any more. He should technically stop Malfoy but one thing he had made clear to his sibling when he had first rescued him all those years ago was that he would never interfere in Alan’s stuff unless and until his duty pressured him into saving the brat’s life.

‘Hopefully you don’t do something even more moronic than what you’ve done before’ Harry thought and took a deep breath to control his haywire emotions and thoughts. They won’t make the students do something like fight a nundu or a dragon, right? They are just students after all.

This thought made him wonder how many could fight a magical creature of that caliber. He knew that if push came to shove then Dumbledore or Moody could probably defeat them whereas McGonagall, Flitwick, and Snape could hold the creatures for some time.

‘What about me?’ Harry frowned at that thought, what about him? Would he be able to kill or subdue a creature that powerful? ‘Well, I did slay Slytherin’s basilisk in my third year, when Alan opened the chamber to save the Weasley girl.’ Harry thought for sometime before shrugging ‘Yeah, I could. I wasn’t that powerful two years ago and I hadn’t done those rituals either’

A shame that he wouldn’t get to test his new strength anytime soon. Or so he thought….

Soon enough the stadium was packed, students and staff from all three schools were here. He could see the Slytherins still sitting together with the students from Durmstrang, Beauxbatons had chosen their seats near the champions entryway which was close to Ravenclaw house.

There were three separate areas that were made, one for the judges, one for the news reporters and another one which was empty at the moment. There was also the healer’s tent on the exit gateway which will likely be used the most today.

Everyone was excited, the stadium was literally vibrating with excitement. Students wanted to see what the first task would be and how their favorite champions fair against their adversaries, they had high hopes for their school champions.

Cho was somewhat torn between supporting Cedric–their school champion– or Fleur, who was swiftly becoming one of her closest friends; they had recently been spending most of their free time together, something that didn’t sit well with Marietta as she felt that her best friend would soon leave her.

Harry noticed the judges arrival followed swiftly by the one who was going to be the commentator for the tournament: Ludo Bagman. The judges took their seats while Ludo waved his hand at the audience, ‘This one’s a show pony for sure…He just wants all the attention on himself’

Bagman took the mic and cleared his throat once before taking a deep breath and switching it on, “Good morning HOGWARTS! Welcome to the…”

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“So, they just have to sneak around a mother dragon and take the golden egg, easy enough.” Harry muttered, watching the dragon handlers transfigure stone into eggs and placing one golden egg at the front.

Then the dragon handlers went around and placed special runic crystals around the arena and activated it. The public saw the crystals emit a ray of white light into each other before each of the crystals slowly started releasing a translucent film that was slowly encompassing the audience, it began from the arena and slowly reached till the very end of the stadium.

Harry knew that this was the security runes which would protect the audience. He knew that if there was a large dome then the dragon would be trapped which would have been detrimental, therefore it was better to trap the audience in the security bubble.

Soon enough they saw the cannon placed on top of the champion’s entry gate fire in the air and Bagman announced the name of the first champion, Cedric Diggory.

Harry facepalmed when he saw the piss poor performance that Cedric did. At first Cedric tried the Disillusionment charm but it failed because his dragon had a better sense of smell. Then the guy transformed the rock he was hiding behind into a Labrador dog and distracted the dragon with it.

Harry had to commend Diggory on his excellent transfiguration skills and ability to think in the moment, though he winced when he saw that the dragon did burn half of Diggory’s face and torso when he was running away with the golden egg. Still, win's a win nonetheless and the Hogwarts crowd agreed with his sentiments.

Next to compete was Ashley Petrovia, the Durmstrang Champion. She was wearing her special dueling robes that gave her room to move around and breathe freely, another eye-catching thing about her dress was that it was showing off her generous curves, which was definitely being appreciated by the male part of the audience.

Petrovia stepped in the arena and glared at the majestic member of the draconian family that she was supposed to steal form. She then turned to look at the stadium and noticed Harry sitting with his friends.

Their eyes met and Petrovia winked at him before giving a small smirk when she noticed his sneer, completely missing a certain blue eyed blonde girl’s glare. She then searched for her french counterpart and smirked at her enraged face before finally focusing on her challenge. Taking a deep breath she started with her plan.

“Harry, I must say you are a damn lucky guy.” Blaise grinned from his side as he ogled Petrovia’s figure.

“I am sure you are saying this because you don’t know what it actually feels like to be at the center of this.” The innovator muttered as he focused on the competition ahead.

“Yeah sure.” Blaise said before looking at Cho “Oh woe me, three girls like me and they are all super hot, oh whatever will I do?!” He faux cried earning a laugh from the asian girl and a slap on the back of his head from the innovator.

They watched as the second champion started firing spells after spells at the dragon who roared in anger, Petrovia’s aim was perfect from years of dueling practice as she took the dragon’s eyes out with the curse. After this it was almost a cake walk for her, almost.

The mother dragon’s enhanced senses worked well for her along with her spell resistant dragon hide. So Petrovia struggled a bit as she had to dodge the dragon’s fire a few times. Still, the girl got her hands on the golden egg, though she did end up breaking half the transfigured eggs which, Harry presumed, might force the judges to take a few points.

The crowd cheered loudly, including the boys from other schools, as Ashley bowed to her audience. She then gave one last wink to Harry before exiting the arena and entering the healer tent.

“They are all doing quite well, aren’t they?”

Harry hummed in response, his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts right now. Between the two matches that they had witnessed there was a major difference aside from the fact that Ashley’s method was more flashy than Cedric’s disillusionment and transfiguration one.

The difference wasn’t much, but it was there. If only one had the keen eye to see it. Harry looked as the dragon handlers slowly tried to control the dragon and take her away as well as the cleaning crew cleared the destroyed eggs and brought a new one.

‘Confidence’ Harry concluded ‘There was a major difference in confidence when fighting the dragon, Petrovia was way more confident than Cedric who was frightened when he entered the arena’ Harry narrowed his eyes as he glared at the back of Karakaroff’s head ‘It’s as if she already knew her ‘unknown’ challenge’

Harry heard the cannon go off again and the third participant came out, Fleur Delacour. The French champion’s entry was followed by thunderous cheers from the Beauxbatons contingent as well as the boys who now had glazed eyes.

Harry shook his head, muttering pity and looked at his friend. Surprisingly enough Blaise was still sane and cheering for Fleur in his normal self, lacking the glazed look that almost the entirety of male population was possessing.

“I am impressed Blaise, how come you aren’t drooling like before?” Harry asked his friend who grinned before pulling out a locket from under his Tee.

“I was embarrassed because of all of my encounters with Fleur, so I wrote to my mom and she gave me this pendant. It’s enchanted to control my mind and not let Fleur’s or any veela’s allure affect me that badly.” The Italian heir explained. Harry looked at the pendant with some interest before shrugging and focusing on the match.

“So it blocks out the allure completely?” Harry asked him.

“No, the pull is still there but it’s more like a buzz at the back of my head and not a full on attack on my mind. I can always ignore the buzz and be normal.” Blaise shrugged before focusing on the match.

It seemed like Fleur too knew about the competition beforehand because other than the normal anxiety of facing such a majestic and dangerous species, Harry couldn’t see even an ounce of fear in her baby blue eyes. Instead the twin orbs were entirely focused and oozing with confidence as well as determination.

The competition began and Fleur immediately hid behind one of the closest boulders, the crowd was silent to notice what their favorite champion would do now. It was then Fleur placed her wand’s tip on her mouth and muttered some spell.

Sadly, the runic bubble over them prevented the voice from traveling through to the other side, which meant that the contestants couldn’t hear Bagman or the audience and vice versa.

Weirdly enough, Fleur started speaking or if Bagman’s commentary was to be trusted, she was singing something now. At first it felt like the dragon wasn’t being affected and Harry assumed that her Plan A failed miserably, but the young veela kept on going and soon enough the audience noted that the dragon’s head was drooping.

Cho cheered loudly when the mother Dragon fell to the ground and Fleur came out. The young veela then cautiously stepped over to the place where the eggs were kept and was about to pick her egg when the large dragon snored, releasing a torrent of hot flames that caught the end of her skirt.

The audience laughed a bit as Fleur used Aquamenti to douse the flames and skip over to the healer’s tent. Before going she looked towards Harry and his group and waved her thanks.

From her performance, Harry concluded that the Beauxbatons as well as Durmsrang institutes already told their champions about the danger, which meant that Hogwarts was the only one playing ‘fair’ in this tournament, which was stupid.

“Now the only one left is Alandale Potter.” Cho said before looking at Harry “How are you feeling Harry? Nervous? Anxious? Terri-”

“Bored.”

“-fied wait..what? Bored?” Cho asked him, flabbergasted.

“Yeah, all of the real champions have competed and each showed their talent in specific fields like Transfiguration, Dueling and Charms. Unfortunately my sibling only has one useful talent and I doubt that he could ever defeat a dragon in it.” Harry said but then focused his attention on Alandale.

Harry knew that Alandale hadn’t prepared one bit for the upcoming task ergo he was actually surprised to see that Alandale had a proud look on his face when he entered ‘Did someone tell him about the upcoming challenge beforehand? Is Diggory the only one who was foolish enough to trust the other schools?’

But that wasn’t the cause, they learnt that quite soon because as soon as the black horned dragon came in the the youngest Potter’s field of vision he did the first thing that came to his mind, which was to yelp and hide behind a boulder.

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Harry clenched his fist as he tried to control the ring’s pings that were alerting him regularly that a member of his house was in need. He could see that damnit! Hell the entirety of Hogwarts could see that Alandale Potter wasn’t faring well against the mother dragon.

Alan’s robes were torn and burned, he had already tried the minimum number of spells that he knew which were completely useless against the thick magic resistant hide of the dragon. His face was bloodied and the audience already knew that the boy-who-lived had sprained his leg and dislocated his left shoulder.

Harry knew that Alandale wasn’t weak in magic but a strong core was useless if you didn’t know how to utilize it. And that was the same thing that was happening there, in front of their eyes as the fourth champion was smacked once again and crashed on one of the rune stones that were placed inside the arena.

This is when Alan gave up his attempts and the competition altogether, he had been screaming at the top of his lungs for Dumbledore to help him, for any of his teachers to come and stop him. But none of them moved, he had assumed that as long as Dumbledore was there, he would always be protected and this tournament would be an easy pass to glory.

‘It definitely didn’t go that way, did it? All I did the last few days was fly around and get smacked by Pettigrew who ran away after that!’ Alan’s eyes widened as a plan formed in his head. He summoned the last of his magic and pointed it to where he assumed the Gryffindor tower was before crying “ACCIO NIMBUS!!”

The public watched as Alandale did his summoning before hiding behind the boulder again. Some were laughing at the supposed strongest wizard of his generation while others were pitying the boy who was getting pummeled to the ground.

“Don’t you think the judges should stop the task now? It’s quite clear that Potter is hanging by a thread.” Marietta spoke out her thoughts.

“They can’t, not until either the champion loses consciousness or gives up voluntarily.” Blaise explained.

“Well, Potter should give up then. It’s not like he’s winning anything by enraging the dragon more and more, who in their right minds would throw hexes at one of the strongest nesting mother dragons?” Cho facepalmed but none of them said anything to Harry who was looking at this entire match with his cold emotionless eyes.

“Harry, what are you thinking?”

~~Flashback Begins~~

November 1st, Harry’s suite.

“Master Potter Sir?”

Harry looked up from the chart that he was drawing on his work table to locate the different coordinates that were suitable for the ritual that he’d be performing on this year’s winter solstice.

“Yes Dobby, what happened?”

“Master, the headmaster is outside and is asking for master, what should Dobby do?”

Harry frowned at that, and he looked at the wall clock that he had placed in his workshop ‘It’s almost midnight, what is he doing here at this ungodly hour?’ he looked at Dobby and nodded “Tell him to make himself at home, I’ll be there in a minute.”

Dobby snapped his fingers and left the room with a small ‘pop’.

Harry entered the room and saw Dumbledore looking at the various charts that were hanging across the room and the large blackboard that was loaded with arithmancy equations and runes.

“Headmaster.”

Dumbledore turned from his musings and gave a small smile at the aloof boy who was looking at him with nothing but curiosity in his emerald eyes, “Hello Harry, I hope I didn’t disturb you?” he smiled.

“Actually, you did.” Harry said and walked towards where Dumbledore was.  “Even if you are welcomed at any time, may I ask what was so important as to why you chose midnight to meet me?” He asked and saw Dumbldoore’s smile strain a bit.

“And here I thought I was the headmaster who could do anything I wanted at any time I wished.” He said before pulling out a packet of yellow candies and forwarding it towards Harry “Lemon drop?”

“No, thank you.” Harry frowned. “And I would like to know the cause of your visit sir because as you can notice, I have other works too besides being your genius prodigy that you showcase every now and then.”

“Oh C’mon, I only did that at the Ministry ball once. And don’t tell me you didn’t like the attention you got from that one statement.”  Dumbledore chuckled when he saw Harry look to the other side.

“Well, as it happens.” The aged wizard began, “Both Alastor and Severus have come up empty on their search to find the culprit for young Alan’s entry in the tournament.”

Harry hummed thoughtfully.

“But we have come to a safe conclusion that whoever it is, wants to harm Alan in some way. Therefore I have a small request, Harry.”

And that’s when Harry got an idea as to exactly ‘why’ Dumbledore was here in his suite at this ungodly hour.

“I want you to-”

“No.”

“-train, what?” Dumbledore asked the perplexed.

“You heard me, the answer is ‘No’.” Harry said and turned towards his workshop, “Now, if you don’t have anything else for me. I’d like to go back to work as soon as possible.”

“But you didn’t even hear my request, Harry.” Dumbledore was still shocked as to why the boy denied it without even listening to his proposal.

“You want me to train your golden boy because you can’t be seen training him and none of the teachers want to do anything with that spoiled boy all thanks to his behavior. You came to my suite at night because you are busy during the day and you didn’t summon me to your office because you suspect that someone within the organizers is responsible for this mishap.”

Dumbledore, despite the situation, gave a small smile, “That’s very astute of you Harry and yes everything you said is true. But I didn’t come here just for you to train young Alan, for some reason I had already suspected that you’d deny it on principle.”

Harry stopped and turned towards Dumbledore, confusion clearly etched on his face “What’s the other reason professor?”

Dumbledore gave an enigmatic smile, his blue eyes twinkling madly “What do you know about ‘The rule of Loco Parentis’?”

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“Nothing.” Harry said and they watched as a broom came flying in, dropping right in front of Alandale Potter who immediately grabbed it and rode out of the stadium with the dragon following him closely.

“Well, that’s neat.” Blaise whistled as they saw Alandale fly out of the stadium, “What do we do now?”

No one said anything. Harry’s eyes met Dumbledore's; it was clear that the headmaster was waiting for the boy to respond to his request. Harry on the other hand didn’t want to do anything like that, therefore he denied it immediately.

No one knew what was going on or what was happening between the fourth champion and the dragon. The dragon handlers who had occupied the third table around the arena were leaving with their equipment to search for the dragon and make sure nothing happened to either the champion or his challenge.

Ten minutes passed and the audience were getting restless, there were confused murmurs going around the stadium. A few Slytherins were openly laughing and Malfoy was proclaiming to anyone who would listen that Potter might be dead by now.

“When did he join?” Blaise asked Harry, “He wasn’t there for the first three matches and Parkinson was saving a seat for him the entire time.”

“No idea.” Harry looked at Malfoy who coincidentally looked back at him, though what surprised the innovator was the fact that instead of the usual fear, Malfoy was smirking. Which didn’t mean anything good for him.

To everyone’s surprise, the fourth champion came back and was now flying straight towards the golden egg. Though he wasn’t alone. The dragon was still chasing him and by the looks of it, the dragon was even more angry than before. She was relentlessly spouting off flames and burning down everything and anything that came in contact with it.

Alandale was screaming for his life now, his face was bloodied and his clothes were full of dust, no one had any idea as to what happened when he had left the arena fifteen minutes ago. The dragon was bleeding from her right eye and left leg, which was quite surprising too.

That is when the situation worsened even more. The dragon sucked in a deep breath and blew a torrent of flames at her target, Alandale tried to dodge it but unfortunately he wasn’t quick enough, ergo his broom caught on fire.

The boy-who-lived then jumped off the broom because he knew that he won’t be able to handle it anymore, unfortunately he fell on a large boulder that was six feet below him and rolled down the boulder on the transfigured eggs that have been kept to confuse the dragoness. The dragoness saw this happening and roared.

Although people were excited for the first task, they quickly understood that staying there any longer would mean dying miserably and painfully and none of them wanted that. Ergo the students screamed when the Dragon bellowed a huge torrent of flames at the wooden benches and even though they were protected by the shield. Commotion ensued.

The judges stood up and Dumbledore called the dragon handlers only to notice that the handlers had gone in search of the Horntail and were probably still searching for the dragon around the castle grounds.

Dumbledore tried to control the commotion but even the cannon blasts weren’t helping. Instead the cannon blasts were making the entire situation worse which Dumbledore understood and stopped. Maxime and Karakaroff started handling their students and trying to control the mob so that they could ensure the safety of their students.

The horntail was absolutely livid and therefore smashing her tail wherever she could as well as scratching the barrier that was protecting the crowd, spewing reed hot flames at the barrier. And even though the barrier was still there, it was slowly weakening under constant active onslaught of the dragon, which was frightening the students screaming behind it.

Dumbledore cast the Patronus charm and watched as his Phoenix patronus went in search of the dragon handlers so that they could be summoned here sooner and control the horntail. Madam Pomfrey came out along with two more seventh years and they safely pulled the barely conscious Alandale Potter back into the healing tent.

“Harry Let’s go!!” Blaise screamed and pulled Harry who nodded and flicked his wand out to protect his friends so that they could safely leave the arena. They were about to move out of the benches and leave the stadium entirely when a huge tail full of thick black horns slammed on the shield which cracked with a thunderous boom.

The entire group screamed and they knew that the next attack would be on them and they would die immediately. They saw the horntail’s bloodshot eyes glare at the crack in the shield and they saw the horntail sucked air to blast them all with searing hot flames. They saw the horntail open her mouth and a crimson glow came from her gullet.

They closed their eyes and held each other knowing full well that this was the last moment and next they open their eyes, it will be in the afterlife.

“Ignis Praesidium!”

Harry glared at the dragon as he held the brightly glowing golden shield that was protecting his friends from the dragon’s fire. The dragon noticed this and increased the intensity of the flame, pressurizing Harry to force more of his magic through the wand.

“MOVE OUT! RUN!” Harry screamed and felt his friend’s tight grasp on his shoulders lessen as they opened their eyes and realized that they were still alive.

“Ha-HARRY!!” Cho screamed only for said boy to push her away.

“I’ll follow back soon, run as fast as you can while I distract this dragon!” He told them.

“But Har-”

“RUN! NOW!!”

And they ran. Leaving everything behind, with just one focus in their mind: To reach the castle gate as soon as possible because their friend was quite literally sacrificing himself to save their lives.

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Harry on the other hand felt that the heat as well as power of the flames was receding. He had seen the dragons that were less ferocious like the Welsh Green and the Swedish Short snout maintain their onslaught for far longer. This meant that the dragon wasn't slowing down because it was out of breath….it had noticed his friends running from behind the shield.

And sure enough as soon as the fiery blast ended, Harry saw that the dragon had already fixed his glare on his friend circle that was receding. He didn’t know why the dragoness was targeting his friends but he won’t let her harm them anyways.

“Bombarda!” Harry cried and watched as his blasting curse smashed against the Horntail’s belly, making her groan a bit before she glared at him.

“I am not letting you kill others, you want a fight? Fight someone who is your equal.” Harry growled before dodging through the shield, he had done his job and the dragon had already chosen him as her target. Which meant he needed to either flee or fight. Looking at the friend circle that was still running away, flight wasn’t an option.

“HARRY!” Dumbledore called out to the boy who was running towards the front benches of the arena, the headmaster had an idea as to what the boy was going to do and he most certainly did NOT approve of such reckless ideas.

“HELP ME INSTEAD OF SCREAMING MY NAME!” Harry screamed back and dodged another tail strike over the remnants of the shield over his head. He knew that two-three more strikes and another part of the shield would crumble.

“You should run away Harry, I will distract the dragon. I am most certainly more suited for such tasks than someone as important for the future as you.” Dumbledore told him, rushing to help the boy.

“Yeah sure, handle the present first. Think about your stupid future vision later!” He cried before turning to the pit of the arena and jumping into it. He needed to keep the horntail within the arena, that way he’d have more room as well as it’d be far easier for others to escape.

Harry glared at the dragoness while he noticed that his headmaster was also descending down the staircase and would soon be joining him in the arena. This meant that he’d have more backup to fight the mythical creature till the dragon handlers arrived and controlled her.

“Depulso! Stupefy! Confringo! Bombarda!!” Harry sent four hexes in a chain to both get the dragon’s attention as well as to harm her so that he could subdue her more easily.

The majestic dragoness turned towards the boy who was now standing in the middle of the arena, her black scales glinting maliciously in the sunlight, her crimson eyes glaring at her target who had mocked her again and again.

She swished her tail that was full of black thorns which were powerful enough to smash boulders to dust and raising her neck towards the sky, she gave out a ferocious roar that would have frightened her enemies before throwing her wings open and shooting up in the air. Only one thought in her addled mind: Revenge!

Harry cracked his neck and bent down a bit, he touched his right shoulder and muttered the phrase to activate the rune there. The rune activated, giving an eldritch glow to his shoulder as vines of magic crept down his wand arm in torrents of unadulterated power.

The boy glared at the majestic yet angry creature, his green eyes glowing. The boy slowly gave a maniacal grin as he felt his ‘Rune of Potentia’ activate and its suppressed power flow into his wand arm, “Let’s see how far I’ve come.”

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