Now, having beaten Ron, Draco was like a tiger who had pounced on a lamb. It was not enough. He set his sights on Harry.
He knew Harry was a "baleful star" (bad news) and did not dare to be arrogant, focusing all his spirit.
He pulled a small vial from his pocket, uncorked it, and swallowed the potion.
In three to five breaths, the potion took effect. Draco's body shot up like a spring bamboo, growing into a burly, bear-waisted man.
Harry didn't need to ask. It was an Aging Potion. He saw Draco's clothes magically resize themselves. This scoundrel came prepared.
(Draco had heard Colin's story of Harry and the troll, and the potion. He had immediately bought several vials and carried them ever since.)
Draco, remembering his past humiliations, snarled, "Come on, Potter! I'll make you look worse than that red-headed—"
"EXPELLIARMUS!"
Before he finished, Harry's spell was already flying. Harry ducked low, his feet like wind, and charged, his "White Frost" Mithril blade slashing at Draco's head.
Draco dodged. "POISON GAS DIFFUSION!"
A thick, purple smoke shot from his wand.
Harry, though unfamiliar with the spell, was not panicked. He waved his wand, summoning a wall of yellow sand, and added a Wind Charm. The sand and wind reversed the poison gas, sending it back at its master.
"A taste of his own medicine!"
Draco was forced to summon his own wind to block.
But as the gas cloud was blown aside, a cold light, like a viper from its cave, shot at his throat!
Harry had used the cloud as cover!
Draco, terrified, twisted away, the blade grazing his neck. He grabbed Harry's wrist.
Harry struggled... but couldn't break free. His potion... it really works?
Draco, seeing Harry trapped, laughed. "See? Your Muggle training is nothing compared to magic!"
Hermione shouted, "Let Harry drink an Aging Potion too, then!"
Draco ignored her, raising his wand to cast Fiendfyre.
Harry, seeing him use such vicious dark magic, did not hesitate. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!"
A silver light exploded from his wand. A massive, white-browed Tiger leaped out.
The tiger opened its mouth and spat out a thick, black smoke. The smoke coalesced... into a figure in a ragged, black cloak.
What was this, if not a "Dementor-Wraith" (摄魂伥怪)?
The air froze. Draco's breath turned to white fog.
"D-D-Dementor!"
Draco, having heard his father (a Death Eater) speak of these creatures, knew exactly what they were.
The Dementor-Wraith drifted closer. Draco, terrified, let go of Harry and scrambled back. He saw Harry just standing there... and hoped the creature would kill him.
But Harry waved his hand... and the Dementor-Wraith turned and chased Draco!
Draco's eyes nearly burst from their sockets.
He can... control a Dementor?!
This... this isn't what Tom (Voldemort's diary) said!
He tried to run, but his legs were frozen, filled with lead.
Hermione, too, was stunned. Is this Hogwarts? Draco is using dark magic, and now Harry is summoning dark creatures?!
The Dementor-Wraith was upon Draco. Its "mouth" opened and inhaled. Silvery-white wisps were pulled from Draco's orifices.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"
A silver doe charged onto the stage, slamming into the Dementor-Wraith, sending it flying.
Draco collapsed, gasping like a spineless dog.
Snape leaped onto the stage. Draco crawled to him, screaming, "Professor! Call the Ministry! Potter is a Dark Wizard!"
Harry roared, "You scoundrel, don't you dare slander this one! This one acts justly! When have I ever used dark magic?!"
"You... you're illegally keeping a dark creature!"
"ENOUGH!" Snape bellowed. "I requisitioned this Dementor from Azkaban. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Furthermore, Mr. Malfoy... the curses you were using... are not for second-years, are they?"
Draco went dead silent.
"Potter! Call it off! Or do you want me to destroy it here?"
Snape grabbed Draco by the scruff, intending to drag him off stage.
Harry, seeing this, his eyes went wide. "Stop!"
"This thieving scoundrel harmed my sworn brother! This debt is not settled! You will not let him escape!"
Snape paused, glancing at the groaning Ron. "If I recall, Mr. Weasley... lost the duel."
"Mr. Potter has redefined 'courage.' Does he now seek to redefine 'fairness'?"
"It wasn't a fair duel!" Hermione shrieked. "Professor Lockhart said 'disarm' means victory! Ron's wand was gone, but Malfoy kept hitting him—"
"Enough, Miss Granger!" Snape snapped.
"HAH!"
Hearing Hermione, Harry's rage exploded. He pointed his knife at Draco.
"You filthy cur! You ambushed my brother! If this one does not get justice today, this one has lived in vain!"
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