An-Ill-Fated-Attack (II) [Chapter 281]

~~Outside Nott Manor~~

The head of the snake burst open and a dark shade burst out of the wound with an unnatural shriek. “What the fuck was that?!” Himera screamed, looking around warily. Whatever it was, it was completely unnatural. Instead of answering the question Jacklyn walked up to the corpse of the snake and poked it with her foot.

“Looks dead to me. What do you think?” Jacklyn asked as she looked at Himera with a questioning look on her face, and from the look on her face, Himera realized that Jacklyn was being completely serious.

“I removed its head with a goblin blade… It won’t get any deader than that!” Himera scoffed loudly before giving Jacklyn an annoyed look, wondering if the younger girl was trying to change the topic. “Now, are you going to tell me what the fuck that was or not?” Himera asked with a scowl and Jacklyn simply rolled her eyes at the older woman.

This is why she hated working with older people… They lacked patience. “It was a Horcrux. When you killed the snake, the Horcrux was destroyed” Jacklyn explained as she gestured Himera to move away from the corpse.

Himera nodded her head in understanding, but there was still something she wanted to understand. “So, what’s a Horcrux?” Himera asked as she moved away from the snake corpse, giving it some space, wondering what Jacklyn was planning to do.

“It’s a Magic, which allows a person to rip a part of their Soul and stuff it inside another object or being” Jacklyn explained as she pointed her toward the snake corpse lying on the ground and a stream of extremely hot flames poured out of her Wand, engulfing the body. Noticing how hot those flames were, Himera practically jumped away while pondering about the information Jacklyn gave her.

“Is something like that even possible?” Himera asked with a bewildered look on her face. Even the existence of Soul was apparently news to her.

“It is, apparently” Jacklyn nodded her head with a shrug.

Then Himera glanced toward the snake corpse… “Did you really need to use Fiendfyre?” Himera asked as she raised one of her brows, giving Jacklyn a questioning look. In the past few months, she had lost all of her paranoid instincts thanks to how calm and her safe life had been, but recently she had started to regain those instincts.

“Yes” Jacklyn nodded her head in agreement. “Harry wanted me to get rid of the corpse for whatever reason. I agreed, it’s better to be safe than sorry” Jacklyn added with a shrug. She gave the burning corpse another look before she decided to hightail it. “Let’s get out of here. Harry wasn’t sure if Voldemort could feel the destruction of his Horcruxes” Jacklyn said warily and Himera completely agreed with the younger girl.

Their job was done, so there was no reason to linger around any more… Moments later, Jacklyn opened a portal and the two of them entered the portal without giving the burning corpse another look… Jacklyn didn’t even bother to put off the Fiendfyre as she was sure that the Ministry would eventually learn of it and put it out or it would go out on its own…

~~Diagon Alley~~ (A Few Minutes Earlier)

Voldemort stared at the streets of Diagon Alley, which were filled with people celebrating the end of the year and sneered in disgust. The atmosphere was filled with joy and Voldemort hated that… He turned around to look back at his gathered forces. For a moment, his gaze focused on the Leader of the Vampire group before looking away.

The creature and his team had been completely disappointing… He never expected the so-called Death Dealers to achieve anything, but he never expected them to get caught without much fanfare…

“I think… It’s about time we crashed the party” Voldemort started to grin madly as he gave the signal for his Death Eaters and the Vampires to move. Moments later, all of his Death Eaters and Vampires sprang into action. The cries of joy were soon replaced by screams of terror. Buildings and shops started to explode and the Vampires started to attack anyone who dared to run into one of the darker alleys.

Voldemort closed his eyes and took a deep breath… He reveled in their screams. Once again, he felt joy and glee coursing through his own body. After tonight, people are going to start fearing him again. He was going to regain some of the respect and reputation he lost amongst his men…

Now that was another sour spot in his Mind… If he wanted to regain all of his reputation back, then he needed to beat and kill Harry Potter. He was certain that with given time, he could beat the boy… He would have gone into hiding after his loss if the boy hadn’t branded his Soul. Now, he could do nothing but stay here and try to come up with a way…

“My Lord!! My Lord!!” Someone started to scream beside him, breaking him out of his blissful thoughts. He barely restrained himself from killing the man who had dared to ruin his moment.

“What happened, Nott?” Voldemort asked with barely restrained rage flowing through his veins. The man winced back in fear, but he still held strong and began to talk.

“My Lord, we are getting attacked by Aurors and some unknown group” The man revealed in a fearful tone and Voldemorrt’s head immediately whipped toward the battlefield only to find his Death Eaters fighting against Auror and some other group. He didn’t recognize the other group, but he could guess who was the Leader of this group.

For a moment, he wondered if he should retreat… After all, if Potter’s group was around, then it was possible that Potter might be around too. He noticed Amelia Bones, Alastor Moody, and Rufus Scrimgeour among the Aurors and while they were a juicy target, he didn’t want to risk it. His men and the Vampires had already caused quite a bit of damage and killed quite a few people within a couple of minutes.

However, before he could make up his mind, he felt a searing pain slice through his Soul… “NAGINI!!” Voldemort screamed at the top of his lungs, realizing what must have happened. His rage was apoplectic… Forgetting about all of his concerns, he strode forward and swished his Wand in the air, killing an Auror by pulling out his spine before anyone could react to his arrival.

All of his thoughts of retreating were replaced by pure unfiltered rage… He could think of nothing besides killing all these people as savagely as he could…