Harry Potter: Another Chance

Chapter 398: Power Unleashed

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"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

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Chapter 398: Power Unleashed

Harry gripped his staff in his left hand, his wand in his right. This was not an oponent he could take lightly. And in fact, it may be the most dangerous individual he has faced in his lifetime.

"What if I said that I was?" he asked, noticing how her eyes shifted to an orange hue.

The dark energy emanating from her body grew stronger. She was preparing to attack.

Harry had a fair amount of experience fighting vampires, but this was only the second time he had faced one this ancient.

Vampires, being immortal, grew more powerful with age, and this one was extremely ancient.

With a tap of his staff, the ground beneath him began to stir.

The girl glanced downward. "Tsk... how annoying." She leaped away just as jagged rock spikes erupted from the floor.

While airborne, she appeared to step on thin air before vanishing, only to reappear beside Harry.

Her umbrella was now closed, wielded like a spear. Its metallic tip glinted in the moonlight.

Harry flicked his wand, conjuring dozens of silver blades around him. The vampire darted backward, maintaining distance.

"Oh silver...how scary. You're quick for a wizard too," the girl remarked. "And so much magic..."

She lifted the hem of her skirt, releasing a swarm of bats that poured out like a dark cloud.

"What a peculiar trick," Harry muttered with a raised eyebrow.

The bats swirled around him, then launched at him in a suicidal frenzy.

He had to abandon the blades and apparated a short distance away, leaving behind a ball of fire that detonated a moment later.

The bats disintegrated into dust, which coalesced into a black mist and returned to the girl.

She moved again and appeared next to him. She made a swing aimed at his face with her open hand. Her nails had grown long and sharp as blades.

But Harry had been ready to conjure his strongest defense. "Magna Custodia!"

A translucent wall appeared in between them, but confident in her abilities, the vampire did not stop her motion.

"Argg!" She yelped in pain as her nails and fingers collided against the barrier and shattered by the sheer force of the impact.

Although Harry was more surprised by the fact that she still managed to crack his defensive charm.

This barrier was capable of stopping pretty much everything. Three layers were enough to contain the equivalent of a miniature Sun. But she cracked it...

The vampire took a step back and glanced at her hand. "That hurt..." As she said this, her hand was quickly regenerating and the bones on her fingers were making unnatural noises as they went back into their proper places.

"Shall we stop playing games, Young Lord?" she asked, her voice ominous.

As she spoke, her eyes turned a deep blood red, and her black hair began to whiten like ash. "It's been centuries since I had to do this."

The intensity of her aura grew suffocating.

Harry realized his current strength wouldn't suffice. 'Let's hope Victoria fixed them properly.'

"Libero."

The nine Arkstone crystals embedded in his body activated simultaneously, flooding him with a surge of magical energy. A luminous blue mist surrounded him.

Black fog seeped from his body, intertwining with the blue light.

The Robes of Death manifested around him, shielding him from harm.

The suffocating pressure from the vampire vanished entirely.

Harry's eyes glowed with a piercing blue light that drove away all darkness, while black holes materialized in the air around him.

The ancient vampire, poised to lunge at him, froze in her tracks.

Her red eyes widened in astonishment. "This magic... That can't be... Death..." she muttered under her breath.

Harry pointed his staff at one of the black holes. "Let's see what you can do with this."

Pure white light began radiating from the three stones at the top of the staff. "Lumin—"

"Wait! My Lord, mercy!" The vampire threw herself to the ground, slamming her forehead against it.

Her umbrella clattered to the floor as she reverted to her human form, her transformation undone in an instant.

"Mercy, oh Great Lord of Death!"

Harry blinked, bewildered by her sudden change in demeanor.

"What are you doing?" he asked, baffled.

Moments ago, she had been defiant, ready to attack and go for the kill. Now, she was groveling on the ground and begging for mercy.

"What is the meaning of this? Do you wish to surrender without a fight?" he continued. "You were so eager to face me just a moment ago."

"I mistook you for a young Sorcerer Lord and wanted to measure myself against you," she admitted, her voice trembling. "But the magic you just displayed... I realize now how wrong I was."

Harry noticed that, while speaking, she wasn't looking at him but at the area around and above him.

"You can see all forms of magic with those eyes," he deduced.

Her fear made sense now...she must have perceived the full magnitude of his unleashed magic, including the latent power of the Nine Arkstones and the Death Visage.

"I can see it all, My Lord," she confirmed. "It's a gift I awakened in my youth, several millennia ago."

'Several Milenia... This vampire is far older and far more powerful...than I initialy thought.'

But her sudden submission left him in a tricky situation. He needed to tread carefully.

"Are you a follower of Voldemort?" he asked.

The vampire's face twisted in disgust. "Of course not. Why would I follow that child? I merely proposed an alliance. I offered him the assistance of myself and my brethren in exchange for that castle and its surrounding lands." She pointed in the direction of Hogwarts.

"That fool assured me that no Lord owned these lands! The only one he mentioned was a female in London, but he claimed she is bound to her territory and unable to leave."

'Morgana Le Fay... He knows about her,' Harry thought, surprised. She was hardly the type to advertise her existence.

"Had I known this was your domain, I would never have made such an offer. I swear to you!" she pleaded earnestly.

Harry didn't care whether she was lying or telling the truth. His hesitation to kill her stemmed from other concerns.

The immense magical power from the Arkstone Array could only be maintained for a few minutes before dissipating.

He had to decide quickly. If the vampire realized he wasn't as powerful as she believed, the situation could change drastically.

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