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He appeared at the pre-arranged place and waited. He didn't have to wait for long as a white tiger leaped out from the bush in front of him. The animal studied him for a while and transformed.
"Welcome to China, Harry Potter," a beautiful young woman stood in front of him. Harry merely raises an eyebrow in response. "Come, let's us go to Mount Dream-Cloud."
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Harry had spent a month in China, trying to absorb the theories that Chinese held about magic. He had discovered that Chinese had superior unarmed combat skills and any weapon. Harry still remembers the first day when he met the Lord of Mount Dream-Cloud. He was one of the few managed to defeat Harry.
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Flashback...
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"Chan!" cried the lady, the moment when they came into view of a group of people, mediating. What surprises Harry the most was that they are all floating in the air, without the use of any spells that Harry could sense. A handsome young man could be seen instructing the group on something. The lady's sudden appearance caused the man to turn and face them.
Harry could see a broad smile show on his lips. He glided over to them and greeted the lady.
"Bai Hu, Zi Yan. Nie you shi yun yin, wei her shi?
The lady smiled and leaned forward.
"You gue ren," she smiled. Judging from the man's look, Harry could see that he was surprised.
"Ha Li Po Ter?"
The lady nodded her head. The man named Chan turned towards Harry and grabbed his hand and smiled, "I have heard about you, Mr Potter. Your reputation precedes you! Indeed, a person truly cut out of extra-ordinary."
Harry just smiled nervously.
"Come, I understand that you have a certain level of skills in swordplay. I want to test you on your unarmed combat," Chan said and landed on his feet. He spread his legs slightly and put his hand behind him. "Come on!"
"I'm not sure about this," laughed Harry nervously.
"Just try to hit my upper body, give me everything you got. If not, how can I teach you how to fight? And don't warn me before you strike!"
Harry silently agreed with the statement. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. Then without warning, Harry struck. He delivered a series of punches at Chan. But all he hitted was air. Chan just stood there. He just turned here, there, pivoted here and there, lean backwards and forward. (Just think of The Matrix when the Agent dodged the bullets when Neo tried to empty his gun.)
Harry leapt back in alarm. How could anyone move at such a speed without the use of spell? Chan gestured for Harry to try again. Harry silently casted the spell Haste and stuck again. This time, Chan had to block the blows as they are coming faster then he expected. But he didn't even retaliate as Harry continued to deliver the blows.
After a long while, Harry was exhausted. Chan gave him a look and said, "Is that the best that you can do? Come on! Try to hit me and hit me!"
Harry ignored Chan. Chan seems to understand as he instructed some of his men to carry Harry to one of the houses used to house visitors.
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End of flashback...
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Harry's thoughts were shattered when Chan waved his hand in front of the former.
"What?" asked Harry; annoyed that Chan had interrupted him. Chan just toss Harry a booklet. Harry flipped open the book and gasped. Inside was all the information about all the known maze formations in China-The Eight Sky Way Map, Moonlit Lotus Gateway, Peach Blossom Octagonal Maze and more. Harry turned towards him but he saw no a soul. Harry tried to find Chan by tracking his aura but he had learnt that the Chinese had developed a way mask their magical aura.
Shaking his head, Harry still couldn't understand why Chan had insisted that Harry to read the "Art of War" by Sun Zi and a million other books. Staying in China, Harry only have four hours of beauty sleep daily. Harry was taught to wield a total of 36 weapons, if not for the tight schedule, Harry believe that Chan would have put himself thought the whole of their vicious training which last about seven to eight years. Last week, Chan had dragged Harry to a secluded spot and had a talk with him.
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Flashback... (Again...)
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"Harry, a minute, please," called Chan after yet another tiring session of practical.
'This is not easy,' thought Harry as he made his way to Chan. Chan beckoned Harry to follow him. After following Chan for some distance, Harry found himself by a very beautiful lake. On the surface, several swans graced the water. Lotus grew in abundance. The smooth surface of the water deflected the sunlight in a way that the surface seems to glitter. Harry saw that Chan was floating on the middle of the lake. Slowly, Chan turned to face Harry. Harry found his facial expression unreadable. Harry look at Chan puzzled. "What's matter?"
Chan's face took on a solemn look suddenly, "A sword is a weapon of war, of killing. To fully wield a sword, one must accept the consequences every time you draw a sword out of its sheath. A warrior must be prepared to injure, or kill. That is the difference between one who lives, and one who dies."
"Training can only make up one small part of a swordsman's skill. Speed; Strength; technique; those all make up a warrior's fighting ability. But the one thing that drives him? The killer instinct, which only comes with practice. That is the difference. My strength comes with the stain of blood on my hands."
"So the only way to become as strong as you are...is by killing?" Harry hesitantly asked.
"No. The instinct to kill is the deadliest. But there are others. They say that a mother protecting her young is the most dangerous thing in the world. The instinct to protect life, to protect...ones dear to you. Let that be your drive. Fight not to get stronger, but to be able to protect those who cannot help themselves. Harry, you may not understand what I had said, but one day, when the time is right, all will become clear. Now, go and leave me alone..."
Harry could pick up the pain in Chan's voice. Apparently, Chan had been through some events that had left painful scars on his soul. Harry knew that Chan like him had witnessed the death of his parents. But what could have affected him so?
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End of flashback...
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Harry turned and glazed at the window when a sudden voice in the back of his mind called out.
*Harry! Are you there?*
'Merlin!'
*Harry! We need your help now, immediately.*
'?'
*Don't give me that tone, Potter. You know bloody well that you stay in China is ending today.*
'I know, Merlin. What's the big idea?'
*The city of Paris is under attack.*
'What!?'
*No time to talk, Harry. Bade good bye to your friends and come to Paris immediately!*
'Yes, Merlin!'
Harry immediately seek out Chan and bade him farewell. Chan, as usual, keep his emotion from showing. The rest of them seemed to have disappeared.
"Just one last advice, Harry. There is no magic."
Harry looked at Chan quizzed.
"It's all due to the mind. You may not understand that now but soon when you lost one whom you held dear, you will understand. Remember this, Harry."
Harry gave a nod and Disapperated. He arrived at the famous Eiffel tower. There, Harry saw that the legions of Skeletons, Death Knight, Fallen, Dark One, hordes of trolls and Death Eaters. The odds aren't tipped to the side of the wizards. But look on the bright side thought; Lord Voldemort isn't here at this battle. However, despite of the fact that the Dark Lord isn't here in person, his comrades are in deep shit. Below in the city, at Muggle population is in chaos. Harry could hardly blame them. Imagine waking up in the morning to discover just outside your city is decaying skeletons and other unidentified creatures. It was more then enough to sent every one in to shock.
Locating Dumbledore's unique magical signature, Harry Apperated to the old man's side. Harry's arrival at the battle helped to boost the morale of the wizards.
"Ad baculum!" Harry declared and his staff appeared. Harry gripped his staff and felt the raw power of magic seep into him. Nodding his head, Harry and Dumbledore both pointed their staff towards the midst of the Skeletons and roared, "Pugnus of caelum!"
It was as if the great god of lightning, Zeus, was there handing out the punishments. Two bolts of lightning lashed out from the clouds and blast the undead minions of the Dark Lord. Those skeletons in the initial blast of the lightning were turning into dust. The radiating Holy Bolts from the aftereffect of the lightning removed the unholy energy, which maintain their after-life forces, transforming them instantly into piles of bone mass.
However, that was unable to put much of a dent in their massive undead army. Left with not choice, Harry turned towards Dumbledore and said, "We need more warriors! Magic is mostly useless against these undeads!"
"Harry, the entire of Order of Phoenix had been deployed here to combat the undead. Who can expect more allies?" asked Alastor Moody.
Harry smiled and looked at Dumbledore whom nodded. Holding the staff in front of him, Harry looked at the heavens and roared, "Equesitism Zakarum!"
Immediately, three hundred beams of light shone down from the sun. From each beam of light, a man emerged, fully armored, with a one-handed melee weapon and a shield. Harry retrieved his staff and draw out the Sword of Light and the Sword of Gryffindor. Holding the Sword of Light high into the air, Harry shouted, "Attack!"
At once, the paladins and Harry charged into the midst of the undeads. Their weapons seem to shine with an inner light and holy energy for the moment their weapon cuts through a skeleton, it shattered into dust. The most surprising of all, any undead that tried to attack the paladins was destroyed the moment their weapons struck within three inches of the paladin.
Following Harry's lead, the Elves whom had stood behind shooting arrows at the skeletons draw their swords and jump into the fray of battle as well. Just then, a large number of winged creatures flew overhead. Members of Order of Phoenix looked up and saw a large group of Dragonians flew overhead and join in the battle. With sudden unexpected backup of two other races, the battle of Paris was tipped to their side. Suddenly, the familiar voice of Lucius Malfoy reached Harry's ears.
"Listen to this, Potter! If you want to rescue a couple of your friends, come and face me in a battle!"
Harry looked around, trying to locate Lucius Malfoy. But was he going to find Elder Malfoy when he was surrounded by the same aura of Darkness? Frustrated, Harry called out to the paladins, "Paladins! Sanctuary aura!"
Instantaneously, all the skeletons and Death Knights that surrounded them shattered as the paladins switched from Thorns aura to Sanctuary aura. The numerical superior of the Dark Lord Voldemort had been removed, as Skeletons that formed much of bulk of the army was destroyed. What now left were the different Fallen species and trolls. Without missing a beat, Harry and the paladins continued their assault on the Fallen. With each stroke of the sword, Harry decapitated those cowardly creatures. Suddenly, a strange feeling erupted within him, Harry knew that a Fire Elemental must have casted the Bloodlust on him. The eruptions of blood now help to spur Harry into frenzy, his attacking speed and force increased vastly with each stroke that brought blood. Facing the sudden and forceful attack, the Fallens' courage faltered and they tried escape. However, the rain of arrows from the elves prevented them from escaping. The Dragonians also helped to bring down the Fallen Shamans to prevent them from resurrecting their warriors. The trolls had some how disappeared but Harry wasn't complaining. This helps to reduce the total numbers of Dark creatures that he had to deal with.
The wizards turned their attention to the Death Eaters. A full-fledged wizards' battle broke out without warning as the fractions of different beliefs clashed in broad daylight in the outskirts of the city of Paris. Various curses, spells, hex and charms were exchanged by the two fractions. The Light was winning as the sudden arrival of Paladins, Dragonians and Harry unnerved them. With the further destruction of the Undeads and vicious attack of the Aurors and the various member of the Order of Phoenix, a few cowardly Death Eaters Disapperated. That was the catalyst. Immediately, it set off a chain reaction. All the Death Eaters was sent into panic and started Apperating away.
However, one lone figure stood defiantly at the small hillock. Harry walked towards the lone figure and greeted him coldly, "Lucius Malfoy."
"Harry Potter, I had been expecting you," replied Malfoy curtly. Harry noted that behind the aristocratic Malfoy, was a family of someone familiar...With a jolt of shock and terror, Harry recognized the family.
"Yes, Potter," drawled elder Malfoy as he noticed Harry's distress. "As you have noticed, I had captured the family of the Delacour. I must admit that you are very clever. Fearing that your friends will suffer from the wrath of my Master, the Darkest of Dark Lord of all time, you had they hidden within your castle. But know this, my master also has his own stronghold, a place where you will never reach! With unlimited supplies of body, he can create armies of undeads! But for now, I will deal with you. My master is under going some ritual and named me the supreme commander of the Death Eaters until he return!"
Harry sheathed both his swords and drew his wand.
"You expect me to duel you in a wizard's duel?" Malfoy drawled. "Never! I had experienced your strength, Potter. I had seen what you had done at Master's recruitment drive. I must be crazy to duel you again!"
Harry replaced his wand back into his robe and glared that at the masked face of Lucius Malfoy. Malfoy snapped his fingers. Immediately, a group of ten Dread knights and a dozens of troll appeared. Just behind the Delacour and too close for comfort.
"Good bye, Potter and Delacours!" Turning towards the trolls and Dread knights, he shouted an order, "Kill them." And he Disapperated away.
"NO!" the word burst fore from Harry's mouth. As if the time had slow down, Harry saw the trolls lift up their clubs and bring them down. Abruptly, all of the Dark creatures frozen in their place. A reflection of light from the sun made the trolls and Dread Knights seem to be frozen. Then with a jolt of surprise, Harry knew that THEY are frozen. How, he doesn't know.
"Well," Dumbledore said mildly as he looked at the frozen form of the Dark Creature, "Harry, it appears that you have somehow frozen those creautres. But you didn't cast any spell, this is another mystery of yours, Harry."
Harry could only nod numbly as he could not understand what happened as well. Meanwhile, the Aurors and other Order of Phoenix members started to deal with the muggles who had witnessed the bloody battle. Harry, along with Dumbledore returned to the Castle to prepare the debriefing session. The leader of the Holy Light Phoenix flew to Harry and greeted him warmly. Harry smiled and returned the greeting. Looking around, Harry shook his head and smiled, "This had been a weird year but interesting!"
The End!
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Joke of the Day...
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During a party, Harry asked Draco, "So, Draco, after so long, which lady had captured your interest?"
"Pansy Parkinson."
Harry nodded and handed Draco a card, "This card has her number."
"Thanks!"
"Not so soon..." Harry replied as he handed Draco another card. "And this card is the number of my opticians."
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He appeared at the pre-arranged place and waited. He didn't have to wait for long as a white tiger leaped out from the bush in front of him. The animal studied him for a while and transformed.
"Welcome to China, Harry Potter," a beautiful young woman stood in front of him. Harry merely raises an eyebrow in response. "Come, let's us go to Mount Dream-Cloud."
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Harry had spent a month in China, trying to absorb the theories that Chinese held about magic. He had discovered that Chinese had superior unarmed combat skills and any weapon. Harry still remembers the first day when he met the Lord of Mount Dream-Cloud. He was one of the few managed to defeat Harry.
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Flashback...
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"Chan!" cried the lady, the moment when they came into view of a group of people, mediating. What surprises Harry the most was that they are all floating in the air, without the use of any spells that Harry could sense. A handsome young man could be seen instructing the group on something. The lady's sudden appearance caused the man to turn and face them.
Harry could see a broad smile show on his lips. He glided over to them and greeted the lady.
"Bai Hu, Zi Yan. Nie you shi yun yin, wei her shi?
The lady smiled and leaned forward.
"You gue ren," she smiled. Judging from the man's look, Harry could see that he was surprised.
"Ha Li Po Ter?"
The lady nodded her head. The man named Chan turned towards Harry and grabbed his hand and smiled, "I have heard about you, Mr Potter. Your reputation precedes you! Indeed, a person truly cut out of extra-ordinary."
Harry just smiled nervously.
"Come, I understand that you have a certain level of skills in swordplay. I want to test you on your unarmed combat," Chan said and landed on his feet. He spread his legs slightly and put his hand behind him. "Come on!"
"I'm not sure about this," laughed Harry nervously.
"Just try to hit my upper body, give me everything you got. If not, how can I teach you how to fight? And don't warn me before you strike!"
Harry silently agreed with the statement. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. Then without warning, Harry struck. He delivered a series of punches at Chan. But all he hitted was air. Chan just stood there. He just turned here, there, pivoted here and there, lean backwards and forward. (Just think of The Matrix when the Agent dodged the bullets when Neo tried to empty his gun.)
Harry leapt back in alarm. How could anyone move at such a speed without the use of spell? Chan gestured for Harry to try again. Harry silently casted the spell Haste and stuck again. This time, Chan had to block the blows as they are coming faster then he expected. But he didn't even retaliate as Harry continued to deliver the blows.
After a long while, Harry was exhausted. Chan gave him a look and said, "Is that the best that you can do? Come on! Try to hit me and hit me!"
Harry ignored Chan. Chan seems to understand as he instructed some of his men to carry Harry to one of the houses used to house visitors.
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End of flashback...
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Harry's thoughts were shattered when Chan waved his hand in front of the former.
"What?" asked Harry; annoyed that Chan had interrupted him. Chan just toss Harry a booklet. Harry flipped open the book and gasped. Inside was all the information about all the known maze formations in China-The Eight Sky Way Map, Moonlit Lotus Gateway, Peach Blossom Octagonal Maze and more. Harry turned towards him but he saw no a soul. Harry tried to find Chan by tracking his aura but he had learnt that the Chinese had developed a way mask their magical aura.
Shaking his head, Harry still couldn't understand why Chan had insisted that Harry to read the "Art of War" by Sun Zi and a million other books. Staying in China, Harry only have four hours of beauty sleep daily. Harry was taught to wield a total of 36 weapons, if not for the tight schedule, Harry believe that Chan would have put himself thought the whole of their vicious training which last about seven to eight years. Last week, Chan had dragged Harry to a secluded spot and had a talk with him.
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Flashback... (Again...)
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"Harry, a minute, please," called Chan after yet another tiring session of practical.
'This is not easy,' thought Harry as he made his way to Chan. Chan beckoned Harry to follow him. After following Chan for some distance, Harry found himself by a very beautiful lake. On the surface, several swans graced the water. Lotus grew in abundance. The smooth surface of the water deflected the sunlight in a way that the surface seems to glitter. Harry saw that Chan was floating on the middle of the lake. Slowly, Chan turned to face Harry. Harry found his facial expression unreadable. Harry look at Chan puzzled. "What's matter?"
Chan's face took on a solemn look suddenly, "A sword is a weapon of war, of killing. To fully wield a sword, one must accept the consequences every time you draw a sword out of its sheath. A warrior must be prepared to injure, or kill. That is the difference between one who lives, and one who dies."
"Training can only make up one small part of a swordsman's skill. Speed; Strength; technique; those all make up a warrior's fighting ability. But the one thing that drives him? The killer instinct, which only comes with practice. That is the difference. My strength comes with the stain of blood on my hands."
"So the only way to become as strong as you are...is by killing?" Harry hesitantly asked.
"No. The instinct to kill is the deadliest. But there are others. They say that a mother protecting her young is the most dangerous thing in the world. The instinct to protect life, to protect...ones dear to you. Let that be your drive. Fight not to get stronger, but to be able to protect those who cannot help themselves. Harry, you may not understand what I had said, but one day, when the time is right, all will become clear. Now, go and leave me alone..."
Harry could pick up the pain in Chan's voice. Apparently, Chan had been through some events that had left painful scars on his soul. Harry knew that Chan like him had witnessed the death of his parents. But what could have affected him so?
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End of flashback...
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Harry turned and glazed at the window when a sudden voice in the back of his mind called out.
*Harry! Are you there?*
'Merlin!'
*Harry! We need your help now, immediately.*
'?'
*Don't give me that tone, Potter. You know bloody well that you stay in China is ending today.*
'I know, Merlin. What's the big idea?'
*The city of Paris is under attack.*
'What!?'
*No time to talk, Harry. Bade good bye to your friends and come to Paris immediately!*
'Yes, Merlin!'
Harry immediately seek out Chan and bade him farewell. Chan, as usual, keep his emotion from showing. The rest of them seemed to have disappeared.
"Just one last advice, Harry. There is no magic."
Harry looked at Chan quizzed.
"It's all due to the mind. You may not understand that now but soon when you lost one whom you held dear, you will understand. Remember this, Harry."
Harry gave a nod and Disapperated. He arrived at the famous Eiffel tower. There, Harry saw that the legions of Skeletons, Death Knight, Fallen, Dark One, hordes of trolls and Death Eaters. The odds aren't tipped to the side of the wizards. But look on the bright side thought; Lord Voldemort isn't here at this battle. However, despite of the fact that the Dark Lord isn't here in person, his comrades are in deep shit. Below in the city, at Muggle population is in chaos. Harry could hardly blame them. Imagine waking up in the morning to discover just outside your city is decaying skeletons and other unidentified creatures. It was more then enough to sent every one in to shock.
Locating Dumbledore's unique magical signature, Harry Apperated to the old man's side. Harry's arrival at the battle helped to boost the morale of the wizards.
"Ad baculum!" Harry declared and his staff appeared. Harry gripped his staff and felt the raw power of magic seep into him. Nodding his head, Harry and Dumbledore both pointed their staff towards the midst of the Skeletons and roared, "Pugnus of caelum!"
It was as if the great god of lightning, Zeus, was there handing out the punishments. Two bolts of lightning lashed out from the clouds and blast the undead minions of the Dark Lord. Those skeletons in the initial blast of the lightning were turning into dust. The radiating Holy Bolts from the aftereffect of the lightning removed the unholy energy, which maintain their after-life forces, transforming them instantly into piles of bone mass.
However, that was unable to put much of a dent in their massive undead army. Left with not choice, Harry turned towards Dumbledore and said, "We need more warriors! Magic is mostly useless against these undeads!"
"Harry, the entire of Order of Phoenix had been deployed here to combat the undead. Who can expect more allies?" asked Alastor Moody.
Harry smiled and looked at Dumbledore whom nodded. Holding the staff in front of him, Harry looked at the heavens and roared, "Equesitism Zakarum!"
Immediately, three hundred beams of light shone down from the sun. From each beam of light, a man emerged, fully armored, with a one-handed melee weapon and a shield. Harry retrieved his staff and draw out the Sword of Light and the Sword of Gryffindor. Holding the Sword of Light high into the air, Harry shouted, "Attack!"
At once, the paladins and Harry charged into the midst of the undeads. Their weapons seem to shine with an inner light and holy energy for the moment their weapon cuts through a skeleton, it shattered into dust. The most surprising of all, any undead that tried to attack the paladins was destroyed the moment their weapons struck within three inches of the paladin.
Following Harry's lead, the Elves whom had stood behind shooting arrows at the skeletons draw their swords and jump into the fray of battle as well. Just then, a large number of winged creatures flew overhead. Members of Order of Phoenix looked up and saw a large group of Dragonians flew overhead and join in the battle. With sudden unexpected backup of two other races, the battle of Paris was tipped to their side. Suddenly, the familiar voice of Lucius Malfoy reached Harry's ears.
"Listen to this, Potter! If you want to rescue a couple of your friends, come and face me in a battle!"
Harry looked around, trying to locate Lucius Malfoy. But was he going to find Elder Malfoy when he was surrounded by the same aura of Darkness? Frustrated, Harry called out to the paladins, "Paladins! Sanctuary aura!"
Instantaneously, all the skeletons and Death Knights that surrounded them shattered as the paladins switched from Thorns aura to Sanctuary aura. The numerical superior of the Dark Lord Voldemort had been removed, as Skeletons that formed much of bulk of the army was destroyed. What now left were the different Fallen species and trolls. Without missing a beat, Harry and the paladins continued their assault on the Fallen. With each stroke of the sword, Harry decapitated those cowardly creatures. Suddenly, a strange feeling erupted within him, Harry knew that a Fire Elemental must have casted the Bloodlust on him. The eruptions of blood now help to spur Harry into frenzy, his attacking speed and force increased vastly with each stroke that brought blood. Facing the sudden and forceful attack, the Fallens' courage faltered and they tried escape. However, the rain of arrows from the elves prevented them from escaping. The Dragonians also helped to bring down the Fallen Shamans to prevent them from resurrecting their warriors. The trolls had some how disappeared but Harry wasn't complaining. This helps to reduce the total numbers of Dark creatures that he had to deal with.
The wizards turned their attention to the Death Eaters. A full-fledged wizards' battle broke out without warning as the fractions of different beliefs clashed in broad daylight in the outskirts of the city of Paris. Various curses, spells, hex and charms were exchanged by the two fractions. The Light was winning as the sudden arrival of Paladins, Dragonians and Harry unnerved them. With the further destruction of the Undeads and vicious attack of the Aurors and the various member of the Order of Phoenix, a few cowardly Death Eaters Disapperated. That was the catalyst. Immediately, it set off a chain reaction. All the Death Eaters was sent into panic and started Apperating away.
However, one lone figure stood defiantly at the small hillock. Harry walked towards the lone figure and greeted him coldly, "Lucius Malfoy."
"Harry Potter, I had been expecting you," replied Malfoy curtly. Harry noted that behind the aristocratic Malfoy, was a family of someone familiar...With a jolt of shock and terror, Harry recognized the family.
"Yes, Potter," drawled elder Malfoy as he noticed Harry's distress. "As you have noticed, I had captured the family of the Delacour. I must admit that you are very clever. Fearing that your friends will suffer from the wrath of my Master, the Darkest of Dark Lord of all time, you had they hidden within your castle. But know this, my master also has his own stronghold, a place where you will never reach! With unlimited supplies of body, he can create armies of undeads! But for now, I will deal with you. My master is under going some ritual and named me the supreme commander of the Death Eaters until he return!"
Harry sheathed both his swords and drew his wand.
"You expect me to duel you in a wizard's duel?" Malfoy drawled. "Never! I had experienced your strength, Potter. I had seen what you had done at Master's recruitment drive. I must be crazy to duel you again!"
Harry replaced his wand back into his robe and glared that at the masked face of Lucius Malfoy. Malfoy snapped his fingers. Immediately, a group of ten Dread knights and a dozens of troll appeared. Just behind the Delacour and too close for comfort.
"Good bye, Potter and Delacours!" Turning towards the trolls and Dread knights, he shouted an order, "Kill them." And he Disapperated away.
"NO!" the word burst fore from Harry's mouth. As if the time had slow down, Harry saw the trolls lift up their clubs and bring them down. Abruptly, all of the Dark creatures frozen in their place. A reflection of light from the sun made the trolls and Dread Knights seem to be frozen. Then with a jolt of surprise, Harry knew that THEY are frozen. How, he doesn't know.
"Well," Dumbledore said mildly as he looked at the frozen form of the Dark Creature, "Harry, it appears that you have somehow frozen those creautres. But you didn't cast any spell, this is another mystery of yours, Harry."
Harry could only nod numbly as he could not understand what happened as well. Meanwhile, the Aurors and other Order of Phoenix members started to deal with the muggles who had witnessed the bloody battle. Harry, along with Dumbledore returned to the Castle to prepare the debriefing session. The leader of the Holy Light Phoenix flew to Harry and greeted him warmly. Harry smiled and returned the greeting. Looking around, Harry shook his head and smiled, "This had been a weird year but interesting!"
The End!
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A note from your Author:
So! After long last, I have ended this Harry's fifth year's fan fiction! Don't thank me! Thank my friend who let me use his internet for me to upload this chapter. So how you like it? I sequel will be up soon! The title has been decided. It will be named-The Quest of the Swords. In this sequel, Harry will travel back in time to his parent's sixth year. Fudge will also make an appearance in the past as an assassin. The reason of Harry being an Archangel will be revealed, as I will speak of the Chaos Breaker. He will also discover his heritages. The elements of Lightning, Ice, Time and Nature will come under Harry's control. The Chaos Breaker and Excalibur will be in Harry's hand. Dumbledore and Snape will be knighted. Opps! I have revealed too much! Ok! Enough! A word of thanks to my reviewers! They are:
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aerin: *woof! Woof!* I like dogs! *Grabs doggies and hugs!* here is the last chapter! Like it?
Padfootjr23: Here it is!
Storyteller3: Thanks!
Magicman2: Harry has an army... you will see.
Braindrain: Yah! They are true enough, or books on them wouldn't be published.
RadarPLO: sure! Thanks!
Szihuoko: *grins!* Thanks!
Androme: ...
Darkangel: Errr...I think you are a bit behind times, I had taken my GCE 'O' level 2003 and I am waiting for my results. And yes, Xuan Wu is a tortoise-snake.
Mistri, Tonk's Admirer: Yes, I believe that everyone in Hogwarts has great respect for Harry, except for a few selected Slytherin.
JnY~: I agree...
Vvgddb: I hadn't give credit for Heros 3 of might and magic, Shining Force, Shining force 2, Warcraft 3 and a bloody lot of games...
Kemenran: Thanks
2lazy2log: Don't worry! None taken. I know that my grammar is atrocious.
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LIMAR: Don't worry! I won't be!
JoNaY: *sheepishly* sorry!
SmackKiller: Now I'm finished. HA!
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Arablue: Yah! I'm a vivid fan of his work!
Arizosa: That...you will have to wait to the sequel- Harry Potter and the year of Judgment! You can order books on Chinese custom from www.asiapacbooks.com. As for website, I can't remember any that is in English...
Nasser Himura: I will never leave something undone...
Chicken Stars: No...I had a big trouble with my internet provider...
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That's all folks!
So long
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
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Joke of the Day...
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During a party, Harry asked Draco, "So, Draco, after so long, which lady had captured your interest?"
"Pansy Parkinson."
Harry nodded and handed Draco a card, "This card has her number."
"Thanks!"
"Not so soon..." Harry replied as he handed Draco another card. "And this card is the number of my opticians."
