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The-Fated-Meeting (V) [Chapter 235]
🕑 Added 2023-10-01 18:58:36 +0000 UTCThe traps might have posed a real danger to the Death Eaters, but to someone like Voldemort, they were nothing but child’s play, and it didn’t take Harry long to realize that Voldemort also had Danger Sense just like me. Even Avery, the Death Eater he attacked during the Quidditch World Cup Final had that too.
Voldemort was annoyed at the incompetence of his followers and a part of him wanted to leave them to their fate so that a few more of the morons would get themselves killed, but right now, he was running low on expendable followers. He didn’t even get the time to consolidate his powers and forces before Potter revealed his existence to the world.
It wouldn’t have mattered much if the boy was a weakling, but the boy was exceptionally strong. It irked him to no end that some of his followers were scared of the boy and he really needed a win to assure them that the boy wasn’t a threat to him. After all, he was the Dark Lord Voldemort, he was going to reign supreme.
Voldemort lazily flicked his Wand in the air, disarming all the mines under the floor and the Death Eaters silently followed behind him, not wanting to anger the Dark Lord again. Then all of a sudden. Voldemort stopped before batting away a Spell with a tip of his Wand.
“Ah… Madame Bones, such a nice welcome” Voldemort turned casually toward the stairs where Amelia was bunkered up. He didn’t even look worried in the slightest.
“I don’t go with that title any more” Amelia snarled back bitterly before launching a flurry of Spells toward Voldemort, who simply raised a silverish barrier with a simple flick of his empty hand, and the Spells harmlessly splashed against the shield.
“I apologize for my hand in that” Voldemort apologized mockingly as he casually strolled forward. Harry realized that Voldemort must have used his followers to put the idea of shoving all the blame onto Amelia into the late Minister’s head. Well, he was only able to manipulate her so easily because Voldemort wanted to get rid of her.
Harry decided to thank Voldemort later for such a gift…
“Hmph!” Amelia snorted and cast a Shield Breaker, but the Shield Breaker only managed to put a small crack in the shield.
“Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!” Voldemort clicked his tongue while wagging his finger at Amelia mockingly. “When will all of you understand, opposing me is futile” Voldemort added with a sigh before he finally started to climb the stairs. Deciding to ignore Voldemort, Amelia continued to attack the shield, which finally broke.
Amelia pressed on, opting to attack Voldemort relentlessly with all kinds of Spells she could think of, but Voldemort easily batted away those Spells. He didn’t even seem to be trying and that seemed to irk Amelia even more… Though, Harry wasn’t surprised to see how outmatched Amelia really was.
Meanwhile, the Death Eaters were watching their Master dominate the fight in complete awe and reverence. Voldemort was almost in front of Amelia with a mocking grin tugging his lips and by that time, the woman was sweating profusely. “Avada Kedavra!” Then all of a sudden, Amelia snarled in rage.
Voldemort’s eyes grew wide in shock as a green beam came out of her Wand, but he still somehow managed to twist his body to the side to dodge the green beam. The beam struck a Death Eater at the front, who was watching the Dark Lord in awe, slumped down on the floor completely lifeless.
Harry was certain that the man wasn’t expecting Amelia to use the Killing Curse. Even he was surprised that Amelia decided to use one of the Unforgivables Curses. Amelia internally clicked her tongue as she jumped out of the way of the Cruciatus Curse… To be honest, she knew she was no match for Voldemort.
It might have been a bitter pill to swallow, but she needed to be realistic if she wanted to survive through the night, so she was waiting for him to get close before casting the Killing Curse at him. Voldemort was close to Harry when the Killing Curse was reflected back at him, so she decided to give it a try, just in case it worked.
Unfortunately for her, it didn’t and ended up angering Voldemort even more… With no other option in her hand, she started to run upstairs and Voldemort snarled in fury before he blew apart the barricade she made with a jab of his Wand. Meanwhile, Amelia, after reaching the 1st floor, jumped out the closest window.
After all, she didn’t want to get cornered with an enraged Voldemort hot on her tail… She landed on the ground with an oomph and she was pretty sure that she was going to have a lot of bruises from the fall… Thankfully, she didn’t break anything. Alas, her relief didn’t last for long as a flame whip tore through the 1st floor of her house.
Voldemort jumped down and landed on his feet without any issues… He has used a lot of Rituals to enhance his physique as he wanted to be better than the rabble, which apparently meant everyone besides himself. “I am going to make your death very painful…” Voldemort said slowly as he made up his mind to let his men have their way with her until she broke before killing her.
Instead of retorting, Amelia attacked him… She knew she couldn’t run away as she could see Death Eaters standing at some distance. Deciding that he had amused her long enough, for the first time, Voldemort started to attack her earnestly and moments later, Amelia hissed in pain when a Spell grazed her right shoulder…
The wound started to hiss and burn and Amelia screamed in pain, which gave Voldemort enough time to subdue her with a Binding Spell, but the Spell wasn’t normal… The Spell would start to sting hard enough to draw blood if she struggled. Amelia screamed when she struggled in the bindings. She felt like knives were digging into her skin.
She started to wonder when Harry was going to intervene… Wasn’t she humiliated enough?
Then the next moment, her bindings disappeared, making her sigh in relief… “Hello, Tom” Harry greeted as he materialized beside Amelia, surprising Voldemort and his Death Eaters…
