Chapter Three: Battle at the Tower
What Harry forgot was the bold print on the side "Never let it melt." If he did he wouldn't have gone to the tower. At all. (Or would he have? The world may never know! Muhahahaha!)(Sorry, I get a little carried away sometimes.) As soon as he got to the tower the figure melted.
"Book! I am your owl!" the alarm rang attached to the figure's back. Mr. Potter was hopelessly trying to take it off. But it was too late. Voldemort Figurine learned a new word. It started growing.
"Potter you die!" Grandpa Voldy screamey screechied.
"Why can't you call me Harry like everyone else for once!" Three bells rang. It was time for insults.
Voldemort decided to start: "Ice-melter!"
"Kedavra-sayer!"
"Staying-aliver!"
"Snake-lover!"
And on and on this continued my friends. Wouldn't this be a great place to end the story? If I ended it now I would have skipped all the good stuff.
Now it was a contest to who can get the last word. Fortunately (or unfortunately to some people) it was Harry. For Voldemort's last insult was:
"Avada Kedavra!" Harry fell dead to his feet.
Wouldn't this be a great time to end the story either? But according to people who read the story, Harry should not be killed until the next chapterī
Harry rose up to his feet.
"And Harry and Voldemort are the winners of our grand prize trip to Egypt!" the announcer boomed.
Voldemort and Harry just sighed.