Chapter 61.2- Doom Days

“Confringo” I muttered, sweeping my wand from left to right. I sent two blasting curses, each one hissing in the air as they flew. The first one hit the shield with so much force that he was forced to take a step backwards. The second shattered it and sent him flying straight into the water.

He hadn’t gone past the boundary yet. Usually, I would just threaten to electrocute the water and that would be that If he had any sense, he’d yield, and if he didn’t he’d be in for a shocking situation. But no. He had asked to see my power, yes. I was determined not to disappoint him today. Even without his awareness, he had gotten a promise from me to show him my best, and I did not go back on my word. I joined my wand at the water even as he swam his way towards one of the platforms. A wave rose in front of him, carrying him and then slapping him back into the water. The water churned, forming an orb out of the mini-river we fought in the middle of.

And then the river rose, my opponent held in the middle. He’d managed a bubblehead charm at some point, and so he was in no danger of drowning as I lifted him out of the water in the center of the orb. I looked over at the ref. He didn’t seem keen on ending the duel even if there was no chance of Volkov escaping. I sighed, before breathing out.

“Glacius” I muttered, channeling the stillness that was ice into the water, commanding the molecules to arrest their momentum. It froze from the outside in. Everything but a small ball within the ball of water froze. Volkov was the one in the smaller orb and I watched him as he shivered uncontrollably. The water in there wasn’t cold enough to turn to ice but it was close enough that the difference was just a few degrees.

He shivered almost uncontrollably. He tried waving his wand to cast some sort of heating charm, but the water was mine. I locked a tendril around his wrist, preventing him from moving. The ice was perfectly clear, so he could see my deadpan expression. There was no reason for him to waste my time any further, and still he did not move.

Well…The tendril around his wrist snapped it in a single savage movement. He screamed, but between the bubblehead charm and the water, and the ice, there was no way for us to know. I commanded the orb to float forwards, coming towards me until it came to a stop, and then with a flex of my chakra, the ice shattered, the water fell, and Volkov fell to the ground. His wand, released when I had snapped his wrist, flew over to me.

“Winner: Potter” The referee said. And wasn’t that just a sound I loved to hear. Almost as much as the screaming of the crowds as I made it as the second person to make it to the finals. Harry Potter vs Ifeoma Okonkwo.