Disclaimer:
Harry Potter and all of its characters belong to J.K Rowling.
I own nothing but the original characters I make.
"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
$Parseltongue$
Chapter 46: Ambush
Daphne gave out a frightened scream as she hurried to stand up from the couch.
Harry cast a silent protego charm around them to block the pieces of wood that flew their way.
"So is Greengrass and Potter…" Professor Nayar looked somewhat troubled as he entered the room.
Harry gave a quick glance at the parchment on the table, the circle with the professor's name was still inside his office and hadn't moved.
The Indian professor caught this and grinned.
"I think I forgot to take the cloak where the tracking charm was placed. How careless of me."
'As I thought…he left the last one on purpose in order to find who was trying to keep an eye on him.' Harry concluded.
"You two are some of my favorite students…its a shame I have to kill you now."
"K-Kill us?..." Daphne was trembling like a leaf.
Harry put a hand on her shoulder.
"Open the entrance in the fireplace and leave."
"But-"
Harry pushed her towards the back of the room.
"Go now!"
Daphne composed herself and nodded before turning around and running to the fireplace.
The professor aimed his wand at her back and fired a red spell that Harry recognized as a stunner.
He blocked it by manifesting a protego shield in front of her.
The girl did not waste the opportunity. She opened the secret door and went inside.
"I'll call for help, Harry!" She shouted as she was leaving.
"You can create a silent protego charm, and you can even cast it on others. You have really been holding back on my classes, haven't you, Mister Potter?"
He gave another glance at the passageway Daphne used to escape.
"I'll deal with the lass a bit later. Let's start with you. "
He aimed his wand at Harry.
" You won't be able to catch her before she reaches Snape's office," Harry said. That passage leads to the dungeons and the exit is very close to the potion professor's office.
"That's too bad for you then…Severus and the rest of the professors are currently in a reunion. And the Headmaster left this morning for a Wizengamot meeting."
The professor shrugged.
"So, no help will be coming. I'm sorry about this, I don't like killing children, but you shouldn't have stuck your nose in my business, Mister Potter."
"So, no one is coming?" Harry looked distracted.
Professor Nayar took this as him getting scared. A normal reaction for a child facing a ruthless assassin.
"I'll make it quick at least...Avada Kedavra!"
A piece of the door floated in front of Harry and exploded.
"What?!" The professor's eyes widened in shock. He had expected this fight to end with that one spell.
"That was a weak killing curse…you didn't put much effort into it," Harry commented before standing up from the couch.
Nayar took a step back by instinct before realizing what he was doing.
'There is something wrong with this kid. Why is he so calm now?.' the professor thought.
"You said before that no one was coming, right? No one can interrupt us and we can kill each other in peace." when Harry looked at Nayar, a small smile appeared on his face.
"You know how frustrating it was? to play subterfuge, to track you around trying to collect some evidence without hurting anyone or breaking the law…I used to have other people to do those things for me." Harry seemed to be talking more to himself rather than the other man.
Nayar didn't understand what was wrong with him. He just wanted to end this quickly.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Another flash of green light flew to Harry.
This time, a rock appeared out of nowhere in front of Harry and blocked the spell.
"Conjuration?!" Nayar could not believe it, that was N.E.W.T level magic.
The rock exploded and its pieces bounced off an invisible shield that he never even noticed Harry cast.
He had also missed when Harry had taken out a second wand.
"I have to admit it…after practicing many fields of magic and studying hundreds of ancient tomes…I only have a talent for one thing when it comes to magic…"
Harry held both wands out in a peculiar way. He was only holding each wand between his index and heart fingers while keeping his palms open, almost like an orchestra director.
He opened both arms out.
"I guess I should keep it down to legal spells by the ministry standard. I hope I do remember that list correctly.
There was a lot of furniture in that room. Couches, chairs, tables, lamps.
As soon as Harry moved his wands in a smooth pattern, every single piece of furniture inside the room was shot toward the front of the room where the professor was standing.
Nayar lifted the strongest shield he could muster and felt everything shaking as couches, tables and other objects impacted his shield at tremendous speeds and shattered in millions of pieces.
After the assault ended, the professor looked in awe at the sheer destruction left behind.
Had he not poured as much magic as he did to protect himself, he would have ended up being converted into a bloody mess of flesh and bones.
"What is this?...who are you really?." Nayar had met in the past some old wizards who used magical rituals to make themselves look very young and wondered if this was one of those. The person in front of him was certainly not a child.
Harry looked at him and tilted his head sideways.
"You know who I am, I'm just Harry Potter…but never mind that. Now that the room is clean, we have more space for our duel. We can begin now."
"Begin?..." the professor blurted out.
He had already thrown two killing curses at him and then was almost crushed to death by furniture. But for Harry that didn't even count as a warm-up.