4
"Huh. So it's a holly, phoenix feather, eleven inches, exactly identical to my wand and Voldemort's? Wierd, he said there were only two," Harry said, examining Kenzie's wand.
"Hey! Wait, Mr. Potter! Listen, Mr. Ollivander's ranting about something!" Kayla yelled from the window of Ollivander's.
Harry and the rest of the gang ran back to the door.
"I knew it! I knew little Miss Potter was going to get that wand!" Mr. Ollivander said, completely unaware of the eavesdroppers. "Well, now that it's closing time, I may as well slip this getup."
The gang watched in horror as the skin of Mr. Ollivander dropped to reveal a most terrible sight. The inhuman thing had glowing red eyes, a snakey tongue, and slits for nostrils. It was attired in a dark robe.
"The Dark Lord Voldemort!" Kenzie said under her breath.
Suddenly, Voldemort raised his wand. Kenzie felt a green light touch her face, and she looked up.
In the sky was a strange sign.
"The Dark Mark," Harry said. Little Harry Weasley ran to Hermione. Jess ran to Ginny. Kayla and Kenzie ran to Ron and Harry.
But it was curious. This Dark Mark seemed to be alive. The wierd thing flashed suddenly, turning into a lightning bolt. It started to rush toward Harry.
"NO!" Kenzie said, jumping in front of her father.
The bolt came down and hit her smack in the middle of her forehead. She fell to the ground unconscious.
Harry picked her up and the whole group watched in terror as the small green mark faded and left a small lightning-bolt-shaped scar.