บท 21: Chapter 18
Walking up to the middle of the street in front of his house, Harry paused, took a deep breath, and loudly said, "Whoever you are, I'm here. I know you're here. And I know why you're here. Do what you need to, but please, leave my family out of this."
With that, Harry crossed his fingers and waited for Carrow to take the bait. A couple of moments later, a chuckle came out of nowhere.
"A man who cares about his family. I can respect that," with that, the air a few feet in front of him rippled, and the man stepped out of nowhere.
Amycus Carrow was a frail, gaunt-looking man, hair trimmed down to near nothing. He was dressed in a tattered black gown looking thing, and -or so Harry thought- and in his right hand held a bone-white stick.
"Is that your magic stick?" Harry asked. The distraction phase of his plan had begun the instant Carrow had shown himself. He just needed enough time to gauge what unforeseen abilities Carrow had and then find ways to make sure he wouldn't be killed by them.
Carrow smiled amusedly, "It is. Well…not mine...had to go into a lot of trouble to find it, but I had to bring it along tonight. It's only poetic justice after all. And you…you seem to be more aware of who you are than I expected."
"I know a few things," Harry replied, marking the stick as something to seriously avoid.
"Good," the menacing grin widened, "That makes killing you better than just slaughtering some random clueless Muggle kid. So…what will it be? Cutting your head off or having all the blood dry in your veins?"
"Neither seems ideal really," Harry replied flatly.
Carrow shrugged, "I'd have offered the easy way out, but that didn't end up so well for my master."
"It won't end up well for you either Carrow," a familiar voice spoke from behind him before he could ask him what he was talking about.
Harry turned around, and in the middle of the road, dressed in a purple gown just like the one Carrow wore, stood Ms. Roemmele, her own magic stick in hand.
Harry almost cursed then and there. His plan didn't account for someone else being there. He couldn't go all out if there was someone else involved.
Catching his eye, she said, "Harry, go inside."
"But-"
"Now!" she snapped and Harry gritted his teeth before heading into the house. Just as he had closed the door, he spun on his feet, and instantly apparated onto the roof of the house, landing softly behind the cover of the chimney's column. Peering out slightly from behind the chimney, he strained his ears to listen to what the two were talking about.
Ping!
Skill leveled up!
Sneaking, Lv-3 (9%)
Allows you to sneak up on someone.
20% chance of not getting caught.
20% chance of a critical strike.
Harry dismissed it and focused on listening in on their conversation.
"You've been running for a while Amycus. Surely you've realized by now that this was the only way it was going to end. You can't keep fooling an Auror with badly made Polyjuice." Ms. Roemmele said, her voice a lot softer than Harry had expected.
"I didn't escape the Ministry jail and evaded you all for these weeks just by using Polyjuice. Even if you kill me or take me in tonight, the boy will die." Carrow growled.
Vance gave him a sad smile, "I can't let you do that. The boy you hurt with your enchantment a few days ago…he almost died. If it wouldn't have been me treating him, he would have. I cannot let you keep on hurting innocents. I've turned enough of a blind eye to that for a long time now. Not anymore."
"Innocent? Who? That boy?" Amycus Carrow spat out, "He destroyed the one chance the wizarding world had to escape from muggle oppression. He killed my master and doomed us all Em!"
'What in the world?' Harry wondered, 'Has he lost it? I didn't kill anybody!'
"The boy has done no such thing!" Ms. Roemmele echoed his thoughts, "You are delusional and full of baseless hatred! Come back Amycus. You only have a few years left in your sentence, and if I vouch for you, they won't add any jail time. But if you harm a hair on Harry Potter or anyone here, I can't do anything!"
Amycus Carrow laughed, "You think I haven't made peace with that? I'm a Death Eater luv. I made my peace the moment the Dark Lord burned his mark onto me. Besides, I've set up explosive enchantments throughout this street by the dozens. Touch me, and everyone here dies."
Suddenly a huge wave of killing intent spread out and hit Harry like a ton of bricks.
Ping! Ping! Ping!
Skill leveled up! By detecting bloodlust, bloodlust leveled up!
Detect bloodlust, Lv-4 (90%)
This skill will detect any bloodlust directed at the user. It is an instinctive skill.
Will detect within 30 feet and will tell origin.
Harry looked at the fuming Ms. Roemmele, impressed. She sure did know how to make a point.
But contrary to being afraid, Carrow simply laughed. "Now there's my fiery Em. Don't worry. I promise I'll make it quick for the kid. I'm not heartless."
And with that, quick as a viper, his hand shot out and a red flash of light lit up the street, making Harry avert his eyes. When he looked back, Ms. Roemmele was sprawled unconscious on the street.
Carrow walked over to her and knelt down, gently caressing her face.
"I promise I'll one day make it up to you…we have a lifetime to spend together," he said, "But now it's time to settle an old score."
With that, Carrow turned around, and Harry knew that if he didn't want his relatives to die a swift and painful death, now would be the time to interfere.
It was time to put his plan in motion.
And so, with Gamer's Mind firing on all cylinders, Harry turned on the spot and silently apparated to a spot just a couple of feet behind the Death Eater. In one swift and planned movement, Harry used Accidental magic to light his hands ablaze with the hottest fire he could conjure up, activated the Wardstone Perk, and grabbed Carrow's right hand before using his boosted strength to bend and crush it with all his might.
Carrow near-instantly jumped away, but Harry had felt the flesh sizzling and the bones cracking under his palms, and he knew the deed was done when he saw the bone-white stick clatter onto the floor and a primal scream of pain ring in his ears.
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