Knocked Out

The two knights announced the death warrant for Tyson terrifying everyone instantly. Albus stood up in rage but Vincent stopped him in fear of implementing everyone. Order of the Silver Moon was not something anyone could challenge unless they have more than a thousand wizards or witches on the level of Voldemort, Albus and Vincent.

"On whose order are you deciding my death!" Tyson surprisingly calm said not minding the worried faces, "You also forgot to announce my crimes, didn't you, by the way, know this, if you've uttered this rubbish for no good reason not sure about myself you two sure will die."

Tyson was really angry this time. He had seen this many times in his previous life when his innocent colleagues and friends were made to bear the responsibility and were executed in public all because of higher-ups.

Hearing the boy's tone Professor McGonagall along with everyone in the teaching staff felt a bone-chilling sensation all over their bodies much more than when faced Voldemort.

The knights too were baffled seeing that someone had it in him to defy their crest of order.

"Boy, we see that you are very talented and gave you a way out, had you joined our ranks but-"

"Yeah sure, but can you please shut that trash bin of yours? I feeling awful here by how yellow those teeth of yours are!" Tyson waved his hand sending the purple sword glistening in white light over his head away.

"You dar-"

"You must be absolutely sick up there," Tyson said not letting the knight complete, "I clearly questioned you a moment ago, did I not? Or is it that this fancy Order of what not is just a group of jumping clowns not daring to answer and still going on and on about justice and blah blah!"

Vincent, Albus and almost everyone who knew what Order of Silver Moon was truly capable of almost fell on their knees seeing the boy tatter the two Knights bearing the crest of that order.

"Good, good! Very good! Tyson James Potter! You've not only insulted us the ones who defend the entire earth but also the first squad of the imperial galactic army guarding the milky way. I Gerald shall see how you are going to make it out alive!" the knight in black hair said readying his sword and charging at Tyson, not prepared at all.

Well, even if he was, he can not hope to match a knight nearing Albus Dumbledore's strength can he and was sent flying through the gates of the Great Hall with a huge sword slash on his chest, gushing with seemingly unstoppable blood. A miniature purple sword radiating in white light seemed to have housed his wounds not letting them heal.

"Sir GERALD!" Albus Dumbledore roared as everyone in Hogwarts raised their wands at the Knights, even Vincent did after all they were not under or anyone's command so their deaths had nothing to do with Bernard Holy Guild.

"Albus you better stay put and you too Vincent, better not give us any reason to bring the entire Order here!" Albert the other Knight said also slashing at already unconscious Tyson fully intended to kill the boy.

"Never thought that I'd meet this little kid so soon!" As everyone painfully and hopelessly closed their eyes in despair and fear knowing that Tyson was about to be murdered and they had no power to resist. A few seconds later they opened their eyes and Tyson surprisingly was on his feet and his wound was not there (only a scare).

"thud*" Albert just arrived when was sent back flying to Gerald, colliding.

"Oh! power of stars huh? Guess, I'd see someone use star power to try and kill the heir of the stars, hilarious even, isn't it?" Tyson said looking at Albert and Gerald, his voice was hoarse and deep, not his at all.

"You- you are not that boy are you?" Gerald said trembling. Before only people of the same status as Dumbledore and Vincent could see it but now everyone can.

"That- that's Lo- lo Lord of the Be- Beasts!" Albert on his knees pointed his shanking hand at the cosmic giant, dragon hovering behind Tyson with eyes finally opened.

"Lord of the Beasts, what pest is that?" the dragon said through Tyson's mouth, "I saw that you two fools were trying to kill the boy, tell me the reason, as not to destroy everything belonging to you."

"We- "

"Alright let's do this then when this little kid is thirteen bring your knights and fight him to death for your honour, is thirteen remember that." The dragon said vanishing from view but only two people saw that it only closed its eyes again.

"Bring the boy to the infirmary quick, remember that what happened today is not to go out the walls of Hogwarts or there will be severe punishments," Albus ordered hurriedly going back to his office with Vincent and the two tattered knights.

Tyson was sent to the infirmary and the teaching staff left, there was a massive meeting ahead. Only students were left, they did not even pay them any heed.

"Brother- he's going to be okay right" Harry almost cracked up had the Weasley twins not comforted him, "He looks- why would those bastards attack brother for no reason, why kill him!"

Harry yelled as tears flowed down his eyes.

"Okay, harry it's all okay now. Stupid is going to be just fine and ready like always!" Hermione said, she too had her nose running.

"Blimey, those knights, strong they are, but what was that dragon behind Tyson, I mean is it really Lord of the Beasts, they talk about?" Ron said still crunching the apple he got from nowhere.

"You are still eating!" Hermione suddenly find Ron as her only door to rant and started not stopping for nearly an hour.

"We should go and look for Tyson Potter, coming?" Luna said calculating something, "Almost time he gain consciousness."

Hermione and Harry nodded following her to the Infirmary and saw Tyson back to his usual self as if nothing really happened. "Oh, you are here, come these sweets are something, want to try some?"

"You won't change even if the world is falling apart, will you? Hermione said sitting beside his left arm almost choking, "Stupid, we were all so afraid!"

"It is good to see you are doing surprisingly fine Tyson Potter, I should go back to now many things to look in," Luna said caressing Tyson's head and going away skipping like a butterfly.