Chapter 345: The Second Visitor Arrives

Chapter 345: The Second Visitor Arrives

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"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

-Author notes-

Chapter 345: The Second Visitor Arrives

"Why did you have to do that?!" Lyra shook 'Harry's' shoulders.

"I... I'm sorry. I was told it was very important, but... I can't say more..." Harry apologized.

"Lyra, calm down. I'm sure they had a good reason. Harry isn't the type to do something like this for fun," Daphne told her.

"But it was... it was my first..." Lyra mumbled.

"If it makes you feel any better, Harry was also my first kiss," Ginny told her friend.

"It does not make me feel any better!" Her eyes moved to 'Harry', who she now knew was actually Neville. She realized that he had heard everything she said. "Oh... this is so embarrassing."

"Am I the only one worried about that crack in the sky?" Luna asked.

"No... you are not," Daphne told her. She was also looking at it, wondering if this was one of those events Harry had described to her.

'If this is a Convergence, then that dragon must have come from some parallel reality.' Her eyes landed on the dead boy lying on the ground of the arena.

It was impossible to catch any details, but if that dragon that appeared was an alternate version of the one chained to the ground, then the person who fell was likely a different version of either Harry or Neville.

She didn't care to find out which one it was. The situation was disturbing enough as it was.

"But..." She looked up again. If Harry had already killed the invading dragon, why isn't that crack going away?

At the judges' table, Professor Silverbell and Dumbledore were having the same thoughts as Daphne.

"She must have entered in a different way..." His eyes moved to the large crack in the sky and then... to the dead boy on the ground.

"Could it be?..." Dumbledore wondered.

Only he knew that the one down there was actually Harry Potter and the one who fell from the sky was likely another version of himself.

Now a third person appears out of nowhere... there was a likely conclusion to reach here.

Down at the rocky field, Neville was considering what spell to use on the dragon when he felt a familiar magical signature appear behind him.

He turned around, thinking this could be an ambush of some sort, and found himself staring at a young girl with long black hair and deep green eyes.

"It is quite big, I suppose... mmm?..." She looked away from the dragon and proceeded to stare at him.

The girl couldn't hide the surprise on her face.

"Longbottom? What in Merlin's name are you doing here?!"

"I should be the one asking that... only the champions are meant to be here," Neville answered.

The girl raised an eyebrow and gave him a very haughty look.

"Are you mocking me, Longbottom? I didn't think you had it in you." She pointed her wand at him.

"I am the fourth champion... now get out of my arena before I curse you."

He could already guess who this was.

"Your name isn't Potter by any chance?" The moment Neville asked this, he realized he had made a mistake.

Her face contorted in fury.

"You dare use that name in my presence?!" Her wand lit up.

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