Author's Note: Disclaimer? First chapter please. Thank you for all the reviews and love you showed to my new fic, special thanks to my torturer-cum-motivator BallisticLord because if not for them, this chapter would have taken more time.

Also, I decided to launch this story on my p treaon too, so this is chapter 8 of the story, Chapters 9 and 10 are on my p treaon. link is on my profile and at the end of the chapter.

Here's the link to my super private server on discord where I'll keep on updating new chapter's sneak peeks, Character designs, where you are free to talk and ask things regarding my fanfics (as I am most active there):

Its a relatively newly launched server...

discord . gg / Gcbcv4dxGx (remove the spaces)
Name: Dev Black's Empire

Author Out!

"I am Talking."

'I am Thinking'

Spells

"French"

One of the hardest battles of life is when you have to decide whether to run away or fight back harder.

~R-kade

Innovator

-Dev Sagittarius Black

~~Chapter 8: Lair of the Dragons~~

.

"Harry, get away from the dragon!" Dumbledore cried as he was descending the stairs as fast as he could to help the boy fight the dragoness. He had already assigned the house heads to ensure that the students reached the castle safely.

The dragoness descended straight towards the innovator, her maw wide open and ready to burn the boy to crisps. Harry raised his blackthorn wand and created the same golden shield again, he crouched low, ready to dodge her claws as well as trying to stay mindful of the tail.

Harry groaned a bit when the red fire smashed on his shield, he could see the dragon's tail coming from the sides and dodged the spiked menace by dropping flat to the ground level.

The dragon stopped the onslaught and instead flipped back mid-air, her wide wings helping her stabilize her gigantic form as she prepared for another blast. All of a sudden she was struck by a huge boulder that was shot from the side. She glared at the old wizard who was now standing in the arena.

"I am not letting you wreck any more chaos inside my school," Dumbledore announced, his cheerful happy grandfather demeanor all but gone.

"Headmaster, will you take defense or offense?" Harry asked as he released the mage's shield that he had created.

"I was hoping to send you back into the castle Harry, this is not safe anymore and I want you to stay-"

"With all due respect sir, I have slayed a basilisk whose stare could kill you all alone while I was way too weak. This dragon doesn't compare to that." He said before focusing on said creature, "Now, defense or offense?"

Dumbledore sighed, he knew that the boy was too stubborn for his own good. He also knew that the boy was still a teenager and therefore didn't understand the gravity of this situation. Still, another thing that the aged headmaster knew was that the boy wouldn't budge at all, "Defense."

Harry nodded and switched his mind to go full-on offensive, "Let's finish this dragon then.

"Daphne, where are you going?!" Tracey screamed out.

"Harry is there, I saw him protect his friends and jump into the arena Tracey! I am sure he is still in there, all alone against the dragon!" Daphne cried trying her best to dislodge her friend's grasp on her wrist.

"He is Harry Potter and Dumbledore is STILL IN THERE!" Tracey tried to pull her friend towards the castle, "I am sure they'll be alright!"

But Daphne shook her head "No, he needs my help! I will help him, I have to help him!" And with that, Daphne managed to free herself, and she immediately ran back towards the stadium.

"DAPHNE!"

But the girl didn't hear as she zig-zagged through the incoming mob of 700 students to reach the stadium as swiftly as she could. Unfortunately, just as she crossed the cobblestone pathway and was halfway towards the stadium, there were three huge roars from the same direction.

The crowd screamed out loud, everyone leaving everything behind as they ran towards the safety of the castle. The professors tried their best to usher everyone inside and the dragon handlers rushed towards the stadium behind a bright phoenix patronus.

The ground trembled as fire burst out from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, scaring the students, and turning them as white as sheets, but it was nothing compared to what happened next.

Three huge dragons with their jaws wide open and their wings spread meters apart dashed out of the forbidden woods flying towards heaven as they glared at the mortals screaming and crying beneath them. They paused their flight, their bodies suspended mid-air as they glared at the mages with their black beady eyes.

Each and everyone was gobsmacked, they couldn't comprehend what had happened and how they were now standing completely helpless against three humongous mythical dragons that could easily level towns and cities if they wanted while the fourth and most dangerous one was still in the arena.

The three dragons sucked in a huge amount of air as they opened their maws and released a barrage of the hottest flames that had ever been recorded into the air. The crowd shrieked for someone to save their lives as the dragons were now completely free and were coming to get their revenge on their captivators.

Inside the arena, both Dumbledore and Harry heard the combined roars, they looked at each other, shock apparent on their faces. "Wasn't that the roar of those other dragons?" Harry asked him.

"Apparently, it was. But it was too loud to be from their current dwelling."

"You know you aren't making this situation any easier by telling that." Harry snarked back before throwing another conjunctivitis curse at the distracted dragon's eye.

Both of them were hidden behind two huge boulders, Dumbledore had transfigured their surrounding rocks into a variety of animals to distract the dragoness while Harry was controlling chains made of pure magic to bind her snout or smack her, as in when needed.

They heard the roars once again and looked behind the boulders to see the jet of dragon fire that was so high it was almost as if it was about to pierce the skies and bring down the heavens on the mortal plane.

"Harry I-"

"I can manage it here headmaster, or stall it till this one doesn't join the others out there," Harry told him and just to prove his point,t Harry increased the force of his golden chains on the dragoness who groaned in mild pain as the chains smacked her and burned her wings a bit.

Dumbledore was still skeptical about the idea, but then Harry touched his left shoulder and muttered something, the other shoulder glowed similar to his right one and copied the right one by sending vines made up of raw magic down the boy's left arm.

"The strongest she might be but she has already lost half of her strength and I am double my original. Still think I need your help professor?" Harry asked the headmaster who stayed silent, observing the boy.

"It seems you have undergone a few runic advancements all by yourself Harry," Dumbledore said as he eyed the boy's arms and eyes that were glowing more white than green now.

"Look around yourself, it's just me in this arena now but the same can't be said for others out there, each second you waste here is a life lost there, headmaster," Harry said and watched Dumbledore still frowning in thought.

"I can always use the cloak to hide if things go out of hand." This seemed to work as the headmaster nodded his head and rushed outside the stadium to safeguard others while leaving Harry to face the angry Hungarian Horntail all alone. Still, on his way out he flicked his wand and conjured another set of creatures to keep the Horntail distracted.

"Fawkes!"

There was a shrill cry and a blinding flash of light accompanied by the sound of a thousand birds singing together. As soon as Dumbledore's familiar came into view, he took Dumbledore and vanished with the same bright flare while Harry focused completely on the Horntail and began his barrage, now there was no one he should hide his powers from.

.

"Merlin…" Dumbledore said as he arrived outside the stadium in a bright flash, he had no words to describe what he was seeing or comprehend how it came to this.

Outside the arena, it was total chaos as students as well as adult witches and wizards who had arrived to watch the first task were running around like headless chickens. There was no one who stopped to check who they were running with or running over.

The first thing Dumbledore noticed was that the dragon handlers were already trying to calm down the Welsh Green near the forbidden forest by lulling her back to sleep as her movements were a bit more sluggish than the other two.

He saw his professors McGonagall, Flitwick, Snape and Moody bravely battle the Swedish Short-Snout head-on near the Castle's main gate.

McGonagall was using her battle transfiguration skills to change her surroundings so that the dragon could be controlled, Moody was the one holding offense while both Flitwick and Snape were defending the two professors.

That only left…

Dumbledore looked towards the black lake and saw the angry Chinese Fireball trying her level best to burn down the Durmstrang ship, one of her eyes was still bleeding while the other was like an awakened inferno as she released continuous torrents of fire.

He noticed that Karkaroff and his two professors were trying their level best to defend their ship from the angry dragoness, but they were failing miserably. By the looks of it, the professors were already on their last breaths and would soon give up.

"Fawkes, take me to the ship." He commanded the phoenix who immediately followed suit, there was no time to waste and the phoenix knew that much. He was even ready to fight alongside his long-time friend and help him wherever possible. There were lives at stake and time was of essence.

"Fulgur Telum!"*

Fifteen arrows, their tips made entirely of lightning while electricity circled down their bodies were launched towards the airborne dragoness. The Horntail, bleeding from her neck and right hind limb was protecting her left wing from further harm.

She tried to dodge the arrows but they were very fast and wide in range, she cried in pain when three of them struck her right-wing while two got struck on her belly where the thick scales were chopped off from the previous attack.

The horntail screamed as the lightning desensitized her wing muscles which caused her to fall straight down. She furiously flapped her damaged left wing but it didn't do much apart from slowing her down a bit.

Harry glared at the dragoness while he took a few deep breaths, the last attack was quite taxing on his magical reserves. He knew that he still had three more runes to activate but he wanted to save their energy as much as he could.

The dragon slowly twisted on the ground, flapping her wings as she shook off the temporary tetany caused by the arrows. She looked at her enemy–for that was what the human was to her–and growled as she saw the beast inside him.

Harry saw the dragoness raise her head and prepare another fiery blast. He smirked at her, he knew he was going to do something which could be considered foolish or miraculous, depending on the perspective.

Tapping both his shoulders again, he released the second out of three seal levels on his shoulder runes and watched as the pulsating magical vines on his arms thickened and turned golden leaving their previous silver color.

The mage held his blackthorn wand with both hands and prepared for the incoming inferno. He saw the dragoness open her maw and Harry was shocked to notice a blue glow emit from her gullet.

The dragon was livid now, she just wanted to end everything. She wanted to kill them all just like they had killed her unborn babies. It was not her normal flame that the dragons used to hunt or protect, this was the flame that made the Hungarian Horntails one of the most vicious species of dragons.

The flame that was feared by flame that made her species the only one capable of leveling down cities and kingdoms. The flame which the legends remembered as; The Fire of Elimination- The fire that eliminated everything.

Harry noticed the blue fire swirl in her maw increasing rapidly in size before she pulled her head back and pushed it out. Forwarding his wand towards the whirlpool of blue flames he screamed "INFINITUS SANCTUARIUM!"*

A golden beam launched from the tip of his ornate wand and collided with the whirlpool of the ferocious fire of elimination. The two eldritch forces clashed full force and a small ball of golden light started forming at the point of collision, growing large as the powers kept clashing.

Both the parties pushed to their very last end, groaning at the immense heat and strength it was taking to maintain the clash of powers. Still, neither of the duo planned to back down, going as far as to roar at their enemy on the other end and push more forcefully.

In the end, it was the dragon that lost its breath first and ended her onslaught. She watched the wizard who had fallen on one knee to maintain the huge golden ball that had contained almost all of her destructive flames in it. She started sucking in another deep breath to fight the wizard.

Harry saw the Horntail sucking in another breath, he knew that he would have to unlock the last level of his seal to be able to stand another barrage of the vicious inferno, ergo instead of doing that he did something else entirely.

"FORESS APERIRE!"* Harry screamed out loud and released the blue flames that he had trapped within his infinity sanctum. He watched as the ball blasted open and released all of the flames in one go, covering the dragoness entirely and demolishing part of the stadium that was behind her with a loud sound that reverberated through the Hogwarts grounds.

Harry huffed as he fell on his knees, and looked at the amount of destruction his spell had caused. There was no noise and everything was eerily silent as the entire arena burned around him. He looked ahead and saw the blue flames still burning, he smiled at that…victory at last.

That's when there was a thundering roar from the still-burning flames, the roar itself was so loud that the grounds beneath trembled under the fury of the ancient being. Harry's eyes widened as the humongous figure of the charcoal black dragoness emerged from the flames, her eyes completely black while her scales and skin melted from her body due to the intense heat she was suffering.

The dragon flapped her still-burning wings, her mind was now completely addled and she just wanted to destroy everything. She was not sane or in control of her actions anymore as her instincts took control of her body and she launched herself towards the boy.

Harry tried to dodge the beast but he was still recovering from his previous battle, ergo the dragon hit him straight in his stomach and started flying towards the skies as fast as she could.

Outside, the entirety of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang watched gobsmacked as the charcoal black dragoness, still burning with blue flames launched Harry about two hundred feet in the sky before flicking him with her snout, forcing the boy to launch even further in the sky.

Harry screamed in pain at the burns that her melting skin and scales had caused on his clothes before positioning himself mid-air. He saw the dragon's now black beady eyes glare at him with nothing but pure malice.

The innovator groaned as he pushed his shoulder runes once more and gasped as the last level was released. The now thin golden vines branching down his arms suddenly thickened and turned pure black and his eyes started glowing completely silver.

The dragon was beneath him now, he changed his falling trajectory and launched himself towards the dragoness as he aimed his wand at the airborne creature's open maw that was much to his dismay, glowing blue again.

"Fiendfyre!"

Dumbledore watched along with the entirety of Hogwarts populace, completely flabbergasted as Harry who was still airborne pointed his wand at the burning dragon's open maw and summoned the hellish flames on earth.

Everyone was at a complete loss of words, they had just witnessed the last dragon, a Chinese fireball finally succumb to Dumbledore's barrage of spells as the dragon handler chained her again. And now this?!

Harry, on the other hand, had only one goal in his mind and to accomplish that, he summoned the flames from hell and pushed the controlled inferno down the dragon's open maw and into her gullet. He had to kill her, in any way possible.

The Horntail's black eyes widened at the continuously forced supply of flames inside her. She tried to close her maw but the muscles in her jaw had already burned along with half of her throat.

Harry watched as the dragon's eyes swelled for a moment before fire burst out of the eye sockets, still, he continued to push the flames inside her fully intent on burning her entirely from the insides.

Finally, he noticed that the dragon's wings fell limp and she stopped convulsing, knowing full well that the dragon's brain had melted and that she was ultimately dead. He severed his magic supply to the flames and focused entirely on overpowering the flames of hell so that they wouldn't win and destroy the Hogwarts grounds.

Dumbledore watched as Harry finally severed the continuous supply of fiendfyre, he knew that the boy would now be battling in a clash of wills to dominate the hellish flames completely ignoring the fact that he was descending at an alarming rate.

"Fawkes!"

The phoenix disappeared and reappeared seventy feet from the ground, he grabbed the falling boy's shoulders and watched as the last fire in the dragon's eye sockets flickered out of existence.

The mythical bird then flamed out and reappeared on the grassy ground beneath them as the charred corpse of the once mighty dragoness fell back into the pit of the arena with a huge crash as dust flew inside it from the violent impact.

Hogwarts was silent, nothing could be heard for some time except the clanking of chains around the three dragons that were still alive and bound. The most ferocious dragon, the mighty Horntail was finally dead, executed by a mere teenager. No one would have believed it if it wasn't for the fact that they had just witnessed the event live.

Harry groaned a bit before gasping for breath and lying on the grassy ground beneath him. He muttered the reverse phrase and gave a tired sigh as he felt the runes on his shoulders finally deactivated and his body returned to normal.

Dumbledore's phoenix was still watching over him and started crying in the burn wound that he had received from the dragon's melting scales when she tackled him two hundred feet into the sky.

"My good deed…" he muttered "..for the decade."

Blue eyes slowly opened as their owner tried to focus on the white ceiling that was present in its field of vision. The patient groaned and looked around, trying and failing miserably in clearing their blurry vision or suppressing the throbbing headache that was rattling their brain.

A small painful groan originated from their vocal cords which was enough to garner the matron's attention, she immediately rushed to her patient's aid and started her work to help them.

"Take it easy, Miss Greengrass. You had quite more than a few wounds when you came under my care and I am sure some of them are still healing." Poppy Pomfrey, the matron of the Hogwarts Hospital wing told her.

"Ho-how.." But Daphne paused as her throat burned, she tried to moisten it but to no avail. It was as if dragging her feet through dry burning desert sand which was devoid of any form of moisture.

"Here, this will help." Daphne took the potion in her hand and gulped it down in one go, sighing in relief as the potion's healing properties immediately started working their magic on her vocal cords.

"How am I here?" She asked the matron who was now finished with her check-up and was preparing the potions that were to be administered to the young girl.

"I don't know the 'how' part, Miss Greengrass, I only know that you were found by a few of your housemates and your friend near the forbidden forest. I have no idea how or why you were there in the first place, that's something I and a few aurors would like to know." The matron said.

"The–The Forbidden Forest?" she asked, shock apparent on her face.

"Yes and not in a good condition either. What is the last thing that you remember, Miss Greengrass?"

Daphne frowned as she tried to focus her mind. The last thing? What was the last thing that she was doing? She tried to concentrate on whatever her memory was supplying her "I-I was with Tracey and we were going to watch the first task."

Pomfrey frowned at that, "The first task you say?"

Daphne nodded "Yes, then we saw the dragons. An-And the fights…Petrovia, Diggory, Delacour..and Potter…?"

Pomfrey hummed in agreement, "Yes, anything else that you remember dear?"

"Yes. There was some commotion…Potter's dragon had lost control and started damaging everything inside the stadium. I remember running out of the stadium with Tracey and.."

"And? What else do you remember?" The medi-witch asked her patient.

"And…" Daphne looked at the old matron, completely confused, "I don't remember anything after that."

"I see." Pomfrey frowned at the Greengrass heiress, this wasn't good. It was clear that someone had wiped her memories of the event and that was never a good sign. "Drink these and take some rest, Miss Greengrass, your body needs as much rest as it can get while I floo your parents and tell them that you're conscious again."

Daphne bobbed her head slowly and was about to pick the potions when she asked the matron about how long she had been unconscious and when they actually found her.

"It's the Twenty-eighth of November dear, you have been unconscious for nearly two days. And your friends found you shortly after the dragons were subdued." The matron then left the room and went to floo the Greengrasses as well as the headmaster.

Winds rustled the tall trees as the stars twinkled in the pitch-black sky. It was a cloudless night in the small village of Little Hangleton, on the outskirts of England. It was a peaceful night for the residents of the village. Though, the same could not be said about those who were living in the manor above the hill.

The dilapidated manor stood tall on a hill, overlooking the village. Some of its windows were broken while the roof was missing a few tiles. The paint was peeling off the walls and ivy wines were crawling all over its face. The manor was damp, derelict and of course unoccupied, according to the general populace.

It was eerily silent as the manor was itself shrouded in a pale mist that snaked around its walls and crawled alongside the dead bushes and trees. The dark windows seemed to be filled with shadows that could play tricks on someone's mind.

Inside the manor, there was a single window that had some form of light flickering through the broken glass. Three people were standing around a high-back leather chair that had a big serpent wrapped around it.

"Bella…I presume that you have succeeded in assembling all the ingredients that are required?" A voice rasped out in the silence of the room.

"Yes my lord, everything is prepared. We will begin the moment you are ready." Said the woman who was standing to the right of her lord and master.

"Then we must not prolong it anymore." The voice came again from behind the chair.

"As you say, master," Bella said her beautiful angular face dampened due to her maniacal smile as she went forward and picked up a bundle of clothes.

They entered the graveyard that was in the backyard of the Riddle Manor. Among the stone graves, there was a patch of land that was devoid of anything but rough barren land. There was a large cauldron simmering in the center of a pentagon.

"Hold him for some time." Bella delivered the bundle of clothes to one of the two men with her.

Lucius Malfoy was looking fearfully at the bundle of clothes. He was not afraid of anything more than the person within the bundle of clothes and the witch who was cackling as she brought out the ingredients for the rituals they were about to conduct.

"Bone of father, unknowingly given, you will revive your son." Bellatrix chanted as she dropped the burning bone in the simmering cauldron.

"Lucius?" The witch turned to look at Malfoy senior, a hint of madness in her purple eyes as she forwarded her hand, giggling a bit. He hesitated a bit, his instincts of self-preservation screaming at him to run away and never come back to this haunted, cursed place ever again. Still, he stepped towards the mentally unstable witch and forwarded his hand.

"Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master." And with that Bellatrix pulled out a silver dagger, swiftly chopping off Malfoy senior's left hand. Said man screamed in pain while the third person shuddered, still holding the bundle of clothes.

"Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe." The violet-eyed witch opened the vial of blood that had been delivered to her and poured the crimson fluid in the cauldron, watching as the simmering liquid turned a violent shade of red before going back to its former pale white.

"Soul of the bearer willingly sacrificed, you will strengthen your being." They watched as a large serpent came in, hissing at the cauldron, the serpent looked once at the small bundle before jumping inside the cauldron. There were loud hissing sounds from the cauldron before soon they died.

"My lord?" She asked him.

"Proceed."

Bellatrix nodded as she took the bundle and slowly removed the clothes. That was when Lucius noticed the ugliest creature that he had ever had the misfortune of witnessing.

The babe, if that was what it was, had an adult's head devoid of any hair along with sickly pale skin. The limbs on the other hand were as if skin was sticking to the bones. The face didn't have any nose, instead, there were two small slits to define the nostrils.

"My lord." Bellatrix said before dropping the creature in the simmering hot cauldron, "The dark lord shall rise again!"

They watched as the creature screamed in pain because the cauldron had caught on fire. The three stepped back as an indistinguishable blob originated from the cauldron, slowly taking humanoid shapes.

Long limbs formed first before the spine cracked and straightened along with wide shoulders and chest. Soon enough the entirety of the human physique was formed and the being floated mid-air before he descended outside the cauldron and stepped on the barren land that looked even more dead than before.

The being was sickly pale and thin, there was not even a single hair on his body. He slowly raised his hands and touched his head before taking a deep breath through his snake-like nostrils, it was as if he was relishing the newfound power that was bubbling within his new body that was far superior to any mortal's body.

"Robe me."

Bellatrix ran to take the long black robe made of acromantula silk and clothed her master who hummed in satisfaction, "My wand."

A long, pale yew wand with a phoenix's tail feather as the core was presented to him by Lucius. Voldemort opened his blood-red eyes and grabbed his wand, relishing at the immense surge of power that welcomed him after more than a decade of separation. He was already feeling decades younger.

Slowly a grin crawled on his serpentine face as he pointed his wand towards the sky, "Morsmordre."

Harry grumbled as his concentration was broken once more. He looked towards the living room of his suite where the sound had come from which was responsible for the interruption. He knew that it wasn't Dobby, not again at least. The elf was hyperactive, yes. But even he wasn't reckless enough to disturb him like this.

Harry stood up from his work table and walked towards the living room, ignoring all the news articles that had been written to announce his victory over the mad dragon and naming him as the 'Dragon Slayer' along with the numerous thank you letters and gifts from parents who were thanking him for doing what he did.

Honestly, he didn't do it for any of them, he just wanted to distract the dragon enough for his friends to run away and just see where that took him. The ministries wanted to give him their prizes while the Goblins wanted to meet with him regarding the dragon's carcass that was now his according to 'The Right of Conquest'.

The innovator pushed all the distracting and irritating thoughts to the side as his eyes fell on the black scroll that was kept on his table. He was confused as to why this came now of all times. It wasn't like he had taken any book or requested answers and his visit was still a month away.

Harry opened the scroll and was shocked to see the content in it:

.

~Anubis~

Your presence has been requested by The Guild.

You have been given two days to report your presence to the guild. Your arrival is expected as soon as possible.

Any delay in answering the summon will be met harshly.

~Sit Somnus Mortuus~

.

Harry read the scroll once more before looking at the still crackling fire and frowning, "What happened now?"

Ending Note: And there you have it fellas, eighth chapter of INNOVATOR. Do tell me if you like it or not, I am waiting.

Also, chapters 9 and 10 are already there, so please if you can and want to, then visit my p -treon. Chapter 9 will be released on ffn on October 29th.

My p a treon will always be 2-3 chapters ahead of ffn.

If want to support me and read 2-3 chapters in advance go there, it's started recently but all my stories will be 2-3 chapters ahead on it as well as there are story and character polls for patrons as well as character's sketches.

www. p a treon .c-o-m / DevSagittariusBlack

(Remove the spaces and delete the '-', obviously) Link is also present on my profile.

Here's the link to my super private server on discord where I'll keep on updating new chapter's sneak peeks, Character designs, where you are free to talk and ask things regarding my fanfics, as I am most active there:

Its a relatively newly launched server...

discord . gg / Gcbcv4dxGx (remove the spaces)

Name: Dev Black's Empire

*Spell Used: Fulgur Telum

Action: Arrows made of lightning. Number depends on the caster.

INFINITUS SANCTUARIUM

Action: Opens a temporary storage portal. Caster can store any element in it. Cannot be used for more than five minutes, caster might even lose the element stored if not used or released immediately.

FORESS APERIRE

Action: Releases the element trapped in the Infinity Sanctum. Direction and force depends on the caster.

Thank you for reading and reviewing,

With Regards

Dev Black