Chapter 255: The Master of the Castle
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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 255: The Master of the Castle
"That's a lot of golems… where are they even coming from?" Ginny asked.
"They are coming from the ground, did you not see it?" Luna told her.
"Luna! That's not what I m—"
"Are we really trapped here?" Neville was starting to panic, tapping his hands against the translucent barrier.
"You are safe in here. And Harry said it would only last for a short period of time." Daphne tried to calm him down.
"I assume this charm consumes a lot of magic… even for Harry."
"But then what?! What if the werewolves come for us after this shield disappears?!" Neville asked.
Daphne smacked him on the head, making the boy let out a painful yelp.
"Think about it, Longbottom. You have seen what those golems can do. And you still believe those werewolves have a chance of victory?"
'Even without the golems, Harry would not lose,' she thought.
The more Daphne learned about magic and improved herself, the more she realized just how ridiculous Harry was. People who called themselves talented or geniuses had no idea how impossible his feats of magic were. At least for a single wizard. She had seen him use magic that was meant to be cast by large congregations of wizards or an entire cabal of witches.
"That's alright, Neville. The golems will take care of these scary guys," Lyra told him.
"But why are none of the golems moving? Shouldn't they be protecting Harry?" Ginny was beginning to become concerned.
The werewolves were approaching Harry with a lot of care. Their eyes kept going back and forth between the large group of golems.
"Ginny is right… they should be moving," Lily could not help but think that maybe there was something wrong with them. Was her son trying to call a bluff on Fenrir? That did not seem like him.
She tried to catch a glance of his face but could not see him anymore among the crowd.
Fenrir did not miss this and he also started to think that perhaps… that boy was trying to deceive them into an early retreat by making them think they were completely outmatched.
After all, creating so many of those high-quality golems should be impossible. Even for someone like Albus Dumbledore… much less, a third-year student.
The golems surrounding them could be still incomplete and were incapable of fighting at all.
"That would be a clever ruse then…" Fenrir examined Harry a bit closer. He could not smell any fear on him… or anything at all for that matter.
'What a strange boy… too bad we have to kill him. I would have liked to add him to my pack.'
The first few werewolves were now almost at arm's reach of Harry. They were now much closer to him than the golems were to them.
So, with no more hesitation, they pounced at him.
Some of them tried to grab him in order to prevent him from casting any spells while others threw curses and disabling charms at Harry.
Harry had nowhere to back up. His back was almost against the wall where the entrance used to be. After repairing it, the door had disappeared, leaving a clean wall behind.
All around him were nothing but werewolves. The golems had all been positioned in an outer circle around the werewolves themselves.
The men present could not be considered of the intellectual kind, but even they realized immediately that this was a very stupid decision. Instead of having some golems next to him to protect him… he left them all outside and he stood alone, surrounded by enemies.
"You have nowhere to run, boy!"
"Come on! You are mine!"
The two large men moved at a very impressive speed considering their sizes. Their curse had given them many benefits and an increase in physical strength and speed was one of them.
But they would all soon come to realize that Harry was not as trapped as they thought.
With a nimble motion, Harry lifted his wand in the air, and in the next instant… he was gone from the spot he had been standing.
This was so sudden that the two large men did not even have time to stop and ended up having their bodies hit the wall with tremendous force.
"Where did he go?!" Fenrir shouted. "Find him!"
"Harry, how did you get there?" Lyra was the first one to spot her brother.
He had somehow moved several feet behind the group of werewolves and was standing right in front of some of his golems with a confident smile.
They all heard Lyra speak and turned around, finding Harry without problems since he wasn't trying to hide.
"When did he get there?"
"How did he move so fast?!"
The werewolves didn't understand.
"Apparition?" Fenrir had been very close to Harry when he used his wand. That spell was something everyone learned when they were still in magical school.
"It's impossible to use Apparition inside Hogwarts, Master." One of the werewolves dared to say. He had graduated over a decade ago but still remembered something that basic.
Many of them had attended this school before becoming what they were now and were also aware of this rule.
"I know that already!" Fenrir growled. "But I know what I saw! That was Apparition."
"The big wolf is right. I did use Apparition," Harry told them.
Before they could ask any questions, he spoke again. His tone now sounded a lot less friendly and contained.
"Because you see…" His eyes shone with an eerie green light.
"I am the Lord of this castle you so foolishly decided to intrude… and none of you will ever leave this chamber alive." After saying that, Harry vanished again.
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