Chapter 350: The Power of Lord Hadrian Potter-Black

Chapter 350: The Power of Lord Hadrian Potter-Black

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"Dialogue"

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Chapter 350: The Power of Lord Hadrian Potter-Black

"Well... ehm..." Silverbell seemed hesitant to continue.

"Well, what? Come on, spit it out, old man. Are we going to die if we don't get this done?" Victoria asked harshly.

"I have a feeling it's worse than that..." Tall Harry sensed something troubling.

Neville glanced at the old gnome. He knew what would happen if those other versions of them didn't return...their worlds would collide, and only one could survive. And it looked like the small professor did not want to tell them that.

"I believe it's best to focus on the task at hand. Knowing too much won't help you right now," Silverbell decided, fearing that the added pressure could backfire with so much at stake.

There were murmurs of complaint, but Neville cut them off with a powerful shout.

"That's enough!" His voice carried so much force that the entire arena shook. Even the dragons snapped their jaws shut.

"All you need to do is complete the task, and you'll go back home. That's all you should focus on. Thinking about what happens if you fail is just a distraction," he added.

"Heh, Longbottom's right," Hadrian said, locking eyes with a particular dragon. "Why would I think about failing?... when I never fail." He pointed at the dragon. "That one's mine," then at the nest, "and those..."

"Everyone, stand back! I'm going to release his dragon and bring it forward," Neville instructed.

Viridescent flames, glowing green, danced around his arm. And the temperature in the arena spiked rapidly.

"Tsk... that fool," Neville muttered, casting a heat-protective charm around himself and the others. Without it, they would've been seriously burned at this distance.

"What dark magic is that?... is it Fiendfyre?!. No...this is something else." Victoria exclaimed, her eyes wide. She was well-versed in the dark arts after reading most of the books at the Black Family library, she would have recognized a Fiendfyre being used, but this was something she had never seen before. It looked even more potent and dangerous.

The dragon, sensing danger, tried to turn back to protect its eggs, but Hadrian wasn't about to give it the chance.

"This is too much! He's going to destroy the eggs!" Silverbell shouted.

"Stop freaking out. I know what I'm doing," Hadrian replied with a wide grin. He threw the small green flame toward the dragon.

As soon as the flame touched the Horntail's scales, it rapidly expanded, enveloping the entire beast.

The dragon's roars of agony echoed through the arena, but they didn't last long. The green flames consumed it like a living entity before sinking into the ground, leaving almost no trace...only a few black bones and the scorched stones where the dragon once stood.

Neville couldn't help but be impressed. This boy had a tremendous level of control over something that no ordinary human could ever hope to master. He noticed that the nests had not been touched. Most of the head had been focused on himself and the dragon.

"What was that?!" Victoria demanded.

"Those were Nether Flames. Fire is sourced directly from the Netherworld, where demons reside. Fiendfyre was modeled after it...a very long time ago." Neville explained.

Hadrian walked with his head held high, confidently retrieving the golden egg from the nest. "See? I told you. I never fail."

"Now I would like to go back. I'm sure there are a lot of worried girls waiting for me."

Just as he said that Hadrian vanished, along with the nest and the rest of the eggs.

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