HP - Shadow Monarch! [BOOK 1]

Chapter 180 - The daggers are ready!

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Third Person POV

Hogwarts.

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"AHH!!" The woman's last scream echoed as Ouroboros watched her, before opening its fangs and lunging at her, the ground shattering as she was crushed to death right there.

The man met the same fate as the centaur, Voltaran, struck his chest with his yellow lightning spear, killing him instantly.

"My arm!!!" The eldest was the only one left alive, while his arm, the one holding his wand, was destroyed by a firebolt from Kargalgan, who used one of his powers.

The wand and arm were reduced to ashes as he fell to the ground, a good part of his body burned, as the heat had scorched his clothes and face, setting him on fire.

"Put out the fire." Severus said as he approached, with Kargalgan using his magic to extinguish the flames on the screaming wizard.

Ouroboros and Voltaran remained silent after killing their enemies, while the three shadows near them—the wizards Severus had summoned from the dead Norton family—were regenerating.

They had put up a somewhat interesting fight; even without speaking, they moved their wands in precise spells and executed them effectively, providing a decent initial battle against the Death Eaters. But since the shadows had their own levels and started below the power they had before being summoned, they eventually lost in a duel against the Death Eaters.

However, those same Death Eaters stood no chance when the three boss shadows took action. Even with Killing Curses and teleportation, the shadows were far superior. The basilisk had its natural resistance, while Voltaran had the speed to dodge, and Kargalgan used his own magic to distort space and evade the Killing Curse.

"You're strong... compared to those wizards I've faced, but in the end, you're nothing but weaklings compared to my shadows." Snape spoke as he stood before the man writhing on the ground in pain.

"Who are you?! What are these things!?" The man asked, now truly terrified.

"It's simple... I am the Shadow Monarch, and this is the Army of Darkness, a power beyond your comprehension and existence. But don't worry, you'll be part of it soon... as a soldier." Severus said, not caring to hide his sinister tone, nor feeling remorse for doing this to people like him.

"No! Wait!" The man wasn't stupid; he knew he was about to become a slave, just like those shadows created from the Norton family. That wasn't how he wanted his life to end.

"I am the patriarch of the Nott family! I have power and influence! Spare me!" He screamed as Snape raised an eyebrow.

"Hahahaha!" Snape laughed upon hearing that, his voice slipping through his disguise.

The man, still in immense pain and fear, barely registered what was happening until Snape began pulling back his hood, revealing nothing more than a young man.

"You know who I am... Severus Snape. The same boy you all tried to kill or abduct... I was going to kill you either way, but knowing that you're from that family, I wanted you to be aware of it." Snape said as the man's face turned pale.

He didn't even have a chance to react before Snape drew his sword and sliced off his head. The man died right there.

"Arise."

Three new shadows began to emerge from the three bodies.

"You can turn people into these things too..." Rosaria commented as she approached Snape.