Legacy of Harry Potter

November 1994

Hogwarts' Grounds

He let out a mad laugh as he roared, "Harry Potter… Await your death…"

With this declaration, Voldemort now almost back to his previous appearance stood up from the wooden chair. He raised both his arms as he looked at them in awe. He could feel the massive magical power coursing through his veins.

This power… this feeling of being able to do anything… the feeling that he was the best which he had not felt for more than a dozen of year reappeared inside him.

Voldemort felt powerful… more powerful than he was in his prime.

He strode forward towards Harry Potter. A black mist was emitting from his body… as his body left afterimages… he appeared to be blending in the atmosphere.

In moments he stood close to Harry as he laughed madly. He felt drunk… intoxicated at his new found power.

"Harry…Potter…" Voldemort's voice echoed in the arena. "I have never seen any other wizard other than myself using fiendfyre as meticulously as you did."

"Let me show you mine."

With this Voldemort pointed his wand towards Harry as flames started to erupt from them. In moments, the flames took the shape of a massive serpent.

The serpent despite formed out of flames let out a screech as it dashed towards Harry.

Harry let out a smirk and pointed his elder wand towards the sky.

Voldemort along with the audience frowned at this action of Harry but the dark lord not take any action from Harry lightly and he went on an alert.

A spell left Harry's wand as it raced towards the sky. It went too high towards the sky and exploded in a massive blast letting out ripples of extremely cold air.

The weather in the atmosphere changed. Clouds gathered in the sky and in moments a heavy downpour started.

Till Harry's last action, the serpent had only crossed half the distance between them. With the heavy downpour, the intensity of the fiendfyre got drastically reduced and by the time it reached Harry, it retained less then half of its earlier majesty.

Harry flickered his wand and another blast of wind erupted from his wand dispersing the fiendfyre.

Voldemort stood rooted at his place with his hands stretch wide open feeling the rain.

He looked at the sky in anticipation of the rain stopping but the rain showed no signs of stopping.

"A marvellous piece of magic," he commented as his eyes returned back to Harry.

"Indeed," replied Harry. "A priceless invention from no other than Salazar Slytherin."

Voldemort raged at this. Even though Harry did not say anything, but he could feel Harry's mocking for his claim of Slytherin descendant. And no doubt, not able to attain Slytherin lordship was a sore spot in his memories.

"An do you know how Salazar Slytherin came up this spell?" Harry continued. "He learned how rain falls and other processes from muggles… muggles."

Voldemort's anger erupted even further as a blood boiling curse left his wand. He had poured immense magical power in this spell and no ordinary wizard would have been able to react at the speed of this spell. But Harry was not ordinary.

He in response to the curse raised his wand and swatted it away.

The crowd's eyes were wide open and mouth hung in astonishment at the disdain at which Harry swatted the spell.

Voldemort continued agile on his feet as he started to consecutively fire spells. A variety of curses, transformation, charms, dark spells left Voldemort's wand.

Harry for all the time remained on defensive. He would dodge the spells, counter them with his own or swat them away.

For now, no one had seemed to gain any upper hand in a dozen of curses they had exchanged so far.

After swatting another of Voldemort's curses, Harry grinned.

"Come on Voldemort," chuckled Harry. "Are we really going to fight through these Hogwarts' spell?"

"At this rate we could fight for months," Harry said. "Bring out the real deal."

"It seems that every time, I need to motivate you to show some powers?" He grinned. "Or have you grown too complacent fighting few cowards?"

Voldemort did not speak anything in reply and merely snarled in response. Even so, a magical pressure erupted from his body.

He started to weave his wand in complex patterns and Harry knew that dark lord was finally getting serious. So did the audience and Albus Dumbledore who was watching everything with a calm expression.

As Voldemort completed his spell, he grinned like a mad man.

"Harry Potter…" Voldemort said as he jabbed his wand forward.

With his jab, the atmosphere was suddenly affected. Black mist started to pour out from the Hogwarts' arena.

The mist then soon started to coalesce to take different shapes.

Humanoid shape monsters formed of the mist. They were 10 feet tall and each of them were wielding a massive blade, half their size.

Many different animals like that wolf, lions and even some birds formed out of the mist.

But what was truly awe inspiring and frightening at the same time was the massive snake in the centre. The snake was almost 35 feet long and 10 feet in diameter.

Its eyes were glowing red and it looked towards Harry as if eyeing its prey.

The people who were behind Harry and directly faced the snake stammered back few steps in fear.

A grin appeared on Harry's face as he felt his adrenaline pumping through his veins. He stood in anticipation at the incoming attack from Voldemort.

[The fight may seem slow but this is the only option I have to make it befitting of the duellers. I do not have the power of visual screen to make it fast paced and intense at the same time. Hence slow and detailed description only can show the intensity of the duel. If you have any suggestions, please comments.]

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