Harry Potter And The Prince Of Slytherin 181 Death

Draco couldn't be more thankful that he had a signed blood pact with Walter and Arya. Looking at things he was sure they were captured as well. Getting Fluffy and Starlight back in the suitcase, he went towards the hall. He considered calling Sirius but in the state, he was in, he won't be able to make a difference.

With his Veela power on focus, he could sense the magic around him even better as he slowly went around eliminating people. Mostly the hidden ones waiting for a sneak attack, though not many he managed to secure all the students by now and all that left were the guards and teachers. He wondered what Karkaroff might be off to but there was no point in bothering with him at the moment. Whether he was captured or free, Draco couldn't be bothered anymore.

Walking around he reached the dining hall, where he sensed the most magic signatures. Breathing deeply he signaled the elves to be prepared as he walked in.

"Welcome, Draco."

Ryan said with a huge smile as he sat in his wheelchair at the middle of the room. All the tables were thrown out and the room was empty. Surrounding the place where the remaining guards and the teachers while Arya and Walter were behind Ryan, under his control.

Draco walked in as he looked around, thinking of different strategies.

"You are truly worthy of being my rival." Ryan said, "In the short time we last met, you seemed to have gained some new powers, I see. Those fire from what I remember seem to be a Veela's innate ability. It really makes me wonder how but it won't matter for much longer as I'll be in control of your body."

"For a guy who spouts about knowing all the time, it seems like you don't know everything as well."

"Of course, I don't. I only knew what he knew and though he knew all the things he still didn't know it all." Ryan said, "That's what makes me quite jealous of you, you have all the strength he possessed. Not a single magic-less but then again its all hidden away. You can't access it without my knowledge so you're just another wizards with a superior body type."

"I might be." Draco shrugged, "But with how things are going lately, I am fine without knowing about my hidden strengths as long as I have time I am sure I am going to grow strong none the less."

"Che, annoyance." Ryan clicked his tongue, "Do you not care about these two friends of yours?"

"One's an annoying brat and the others too controlling for my taste. What do you think?"

"Acting cold are we?" Ryan snickered, "Silas!"
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"Yes, master." Silas came closer towards Ryan as he bowed down. It was clear that he wasn't manipulated like the others but Draco wasn't too surprised by the revelation.

"You know what to do. If he wins at least bring me his wand and meet me at the base or else you can be prepared to serve me your head." Ryan said as he snapped his fingers. A formation below him activated and he disappeared alongside Aryan and Walter.

"Sigh!" Silas took a deep breath stood up as he stared at Draco. "You know kid, I have been waiting for this day for as long as you've been here."

"Want to kill me?" Draco asked, "Your instincts gave it away from the very first day. Though I suspected you hated me, it wasn't that hard to figure who you were working for."

"Oh! It's not my instinct it's my nature." Silas said with a grin on his face as he walked closer. His body growing larger as hair started covering his body. His s.h.i.+rt tore off as he landed on his feet giving a large howl.

Draco was surprised, not because Silas was a werewolf but at the fact of how he could transform mid-day without the full moon and without any pain. Being a Werewolf was a curse, some embraced it, some had to live their whole life knowing it would be a pain. Either way being a werewolf wasn't really the best interest of anyone. Though there were some who had some control of there werewolf form as they enjoyed their killing instincts, for those who didn't, they would rather choose to die than continue living on as a werewolf.

"Surprised are you?" The werewolf Silas said in a growling tone, from the looks of it he was smiling, "Master said you would. This is the reason why my Master is superior to you."

"It's interesting, to say the least." Draco nodded with a bitter smile as he knew this was going to be a tough one with how many wizards that were surrounding him now he had to face a werewolf who seemed to be in full control of himself and his powers, "Though your master's magic is interesting, he is too weak. Do you not know how I barely stopped myself from killing you precious little master, dog."

Silas only replied with a growl but it was clear that it was angry as he charged towards him.

With an explosion charm, he blasted away Silas but his regeneration power were something he didn't expect as he stood quickly back again. The wizards around began swinging their wands throwing spells left and right as Draco struggled to dodge them with a werewolf chasing after him.

His only chance was Norberta who jumped out of his suitcase, tanking some of the attacks for him as a sea of flame engulfed the place, which kept Silas in check. Though he looked a bit surprised he wasn't shocked as he knew about the possibility of there being a dragon in his magical suitcase that seemed to pop animals left and right.

"Boom!" A couple of explosions occurred left and right as the spells attacking towards his direction as they began completely attacking blindly not paying any attention to the fire.

Just like how they had the disadvantage of not being able to harm Draco, Draco too had the same obligations. With how things occurred last time, getting people to support him, in the long run, would be impossible if more wizards were to die because of his cause though it seemed inevitable. Especially this time when he was sure Fudge would be likely be expelled from the minister's position after the news of Sirius's escape would be revealed. He was sure he could get away with killing one or two wizards but more than that and he would have to likely live in a world of trouble.

Luckily the explosions started slowing down with the elves on their work but just then, he heard a growl above him. It seemed as if the whole world had gone slow, as the angry werewolf Silas jumped into the fire, though his flesh burned he didn't care as he kept healing.

Draco's eyes widened in surprise, his mind empty. Just when all hope seemed lost a bright light flash across him pus.h.i.+ng Silas away.

It was one of the elves who was in the grasp of Silas. He kept fighting the werewolf, but Silas angrier than ever chewed of the elves head before he could do anything.