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Edgar tells Katrine. "No! my brother doesn't have the mark" "He does Katrine," The dragon king said. Wizard Zudan tells them to stop arguing as he asked maybe there is another way to kill the witch? Edgar looked at the dragon king's face then tell Wizard Zudan that The dragon king is the second option, he can kill the witch also but he will die with her. "But I'm not ready to die or you want to kill me again? and if I want to die, obviously not with the witch because I hate her! let the one that is destiny to kill the witch do it!"

Soon, the air grew thick with a malodorous stench, reminding her of the scene where Hayden lay dead in their house. 'Hayden...' Her heart ached. 'This must be how he ended your life, right...?' Consumed by rage, the dragon drew in a deep, thunderous breath and unleashed a deafening roar that shook the very earth. In the whistling night wind, the insects were mercilessly blown out of the way, shattering into fragments.

Anything! “I didn't think the worst; I saw it with my own fucking eyes. Do you expect me to be smiling and jumping when I'm with someone who can kill another person as if he were an animal?” She spat, looking at him in disbelief as tears streamed down her face. Alexa couldn't help it; she couldn't pretend to be okay with everything she found out today. Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore.

Music recommendation: After dark by Mr kitty The Dragon released its fire on the moving corpses as it soared through the sky and to its greatest surprise the corpses when reduced to ashes would instantly reform it's self to their original form, realizing attacking the corpses was pointless she searched for Leonard knowing taking out its source would release the spell. "Where is he?," she thought unable to find him, The dragon was startled with a gasp as Leonard apparated before her, his eyes pitch black with bat-like wings latched on his shoulder blades and a trident held on his hands, with a smile on his face he launched it piercing the dragon through its heart. "Do you think a little pinch

“That…that is no wolf!” “It is the quadpod,” the old man says with a defeated sigh. “We could have defeated her had you all listened to me and come to assist,” he adds right when Diana rages through us. I can feel her fury as her teeth sink on the nearest witch and wizard. Hundreds are on the floor, lifeless, but that rage is like wildfire. She is going to kill all of us. Dying in the deep is final. No witch can reorder you no matter how powerful they are. I see the sharp teeth sink into Draco’s leg, severing it. No amount of spells work on her. The other witches and their leaders quickly vanish and return to their deeps, leaving us to perish. Draco is lucky to jump off. He quickly vanishes,

My claws… my dragon claws. Death… he dies… my claws ripped into his skin like it was nothing but warm butter, and I watched with horrific glee as his blood spurted and spilled out, coating the ground around me. Haris fell to his knees, then to the ground in the green pool, his eyes rolled back. With one last death rattle, the Draygon was dead. Still, the voice did not let me go. A roar flew out of my mouth conjured up from the depths of my soul. My bones cracked, giving away to the beast inside of me.

"I did it. The young Death Eater became my spy into the Dark Lord people, and I warned the couples about how the Dark Lord was after them and their babies. They, then, went into hiding. They even put their hiding houses under the Fidelius charm. By the Halloween of 1981, the Dark Lord had made his choice of who was the 'chosen one', and with the help of the treason of their secret keeper, he attacked the Potters' hiding house. The result of it is already well known. The couple got killed, while the baby managed to survive and rebound the killing curse back to its caster with only a wound in the shape of a lightning bolt in his head, fulfilling, so, the first part of the prophecy." He said an