The Will of Gil (Harry Potter)

Chapter 30

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Chapter 30– Red Rain.

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Shit, how could I be so fucking stupid! I messed the fuck up! Don't just dodge, Lockhart. Think about what you are dodging and where it will be going! Because if I had done that, then I wouldn't be here getting crushed by a metric ton of fucking bricks.

"Ha....haha." I hear laughter ahead of me, but it is hard to focus on it because of the pain. I was so close to winning. No, scratch that. I did win, but it was short-lived. He spotted me first and had managed to fire a killing curse at me, but I was faster, and I fired a disarming spell at him and managed to dodge the death spell in time. I weaved past his magic, and my attack hit him head-on. And then his wand flew out of his hand towards me, and I, like an idiot, high off of my own win, just stood there and waited for it, forgetting about everything else.

Like the killing curse, I just dodged. Big mistake. Huge. Because, even if I dodged it, spells would still have an effect. And the killing curse, which is so volatile, will have an impact even if it doesn't hit what it is supposed to. There is a reason why dodging is the primary prefered way to avoid the killing curse, and that is because there is so much killing intent and hate in the spell that even if it doesn't hit a human like it is meant to, it will explode anything with a life that it hits. Like the brick wall behind me. A brick wall that I fucking made.

I forget about it, revelling in my victory, and the curse hit the brick wall directly behind me and exploded, bringing the ton of bricks down on my back and knocking my wand from my hand. I am lucky that I wasn't caught in the curse explosion itself and only in the resulting debris, or maybe make that unlucky. Because as I manage to crane my head up, I witness Piotr Rasputin slowly walking towards me with a maniacal look on his face, and he can't stop laughing.