Chapter 33.4- Doom Days

As I walked, I had the inexplicable feeling that something wasn’t quite right. There was just something I was failing to see out of the corner of my eye. Like a bit of static. Just a small bit of static interference in my vision like reality was’t rendering itself properly all the time. I ignored it for a while as I focused on trudging my way through the labyrinth of earthen pillars that had once been hands. But as I walked through, it felt like there was always more in front of me and there was nothing forward but the pillars. They continued on and on, almost until infinity and it was then that the ringing in the back of my head become unbearable.

I ducked, barely managing to avoid the grasping claws of the bear as it tried to swat me away. I rolled along the forest ground and came up with my sword— when did I get a sword? part of me wondered for a second before I was forced to slash at the bear’s eyes to force the much bigger creature to yield enough space to allow me take a breath. Once I did, the next thing the bear did was charge my position. I dove to. The side, enhanced reflexes allowing me keep up with a creature that should have been my physical superior in all matters. Nevertheless, it came again, rounding the turn with impressive dexterity.

This time, I remained still for as long as I could before I pushed down with my knees, generating enough force to flip straight over the bear. As I flew, I was in the air for a second less than planned, but there was still enough time for me to manage to slam my blade into the bear;’s hind quarters. It roared in pain as I landed in a superhero pose right behind it. It screeched as it shifted forms, turning from a bear into something else.

Voldemort, I thought with a shudder. I kept the shudder internal though. This beast would never now how much trepidation it inspired in me. The bald head, red eyes, noseless face, and skin that was pale as chalk came together in a visage that had been slightly comical in the movie, but was positively fearsome in person. This was the man that had brought the most powerful magical nation in the world to its knees. I thought about it’s we shot into motion/

Two confringos spun from my wand at pace, while I twirled around his return, a black spell that turned the tree behind me to ash. I twisted my wand to the left to form a fire whip that I cracked in his direction. He turned his wand against mine, forming his own fire whip that met mine in mid air. Both spells collided and then he won the contest of wills before it could begin. He took control of my own spell, transfiguring our shared flames into a giant serpent that reared up in my direction. I hissed and fired a blasting curse that hit the snake and was deflected to the side.