The Rising of Merlin

The One With the Dragon

Chapter 52 The One With the Dragon

Before Hermione had a chance to answer, Merlin gathered up his magic and pushed Yaxley away so he hit the nearest wall and fell down in a heap on the ground.

"Who are you?!" Draco yelled, raising his wand at him and Hermione while nudging his foot at Yaxley to see if he would wake up.

"You don't want to do this, Draco." Merlin took a short step forward, only to be stopped when Draco focused his wand at him.

"How do you now my name?" He called out, anxiety clear in his voice. "What did you do to Yaxley? Did you kill him?"

"I didn't kill him, Draco, I merely stunned him." Merlin tried to assure him, but Draco wouldn't have it. Merlin glanced at Ron who had come up beside him and nudged with his head towards Draco, discretely of course.

"Why are you just standing there?" Draco shouted at Hermione. "Apprehend him or something."

"I can't do that?" Hermione answered with a glance at Merlin, not bothering to sound like Bellatrix at the moment.

"Why not?" Draco glared at her. "He stunned Yaxley and he didn't even use a wand." Just then, Ron had managed to sneak up to Draco and grabbed his wand. With one fast movement, he had successfully taken the wand from Draco and was now hiding it under his cloak. "Wh-where did it go?" Draco stuttered and swirled around. "Who took my wand? Show yourself?" He glared at Merlin and Hermione.

"Draco, calm down." Merlin said and walked up to him.

"I will not calm down." Draco said and flinched away when Merlin tried to grab his shoulders.

"Argh, forget it." Merlin rolled his eyes and placed a quick hand on Draco's forehead. "Swefe nu!" And with a flash of his eyes, Draco crumbled and Merlin had to catch him before he fell. He lowered him down on the ground and placed him beside Yaxley. "That's taken care of." Merlin said and brushed his hands off on his trousers. "Good thinking with the wand, Ron." He smiled at the boy.

"What do we do now?" Arthur asked and looked at Yaxley and Draco. "Do we just leave them here?"

"I don't see what else we can do," Merlin answered and crouched down beside Yaxley. "But first I want to try something." He placed a hand on Yaxley's left arm, right above where his mark was, and closed his eyes, tracing every drop of magic inside him.

It took a few minutes and when he was done; he stood up and stretched, getting rid of the stiffness in his body. Afterwards, he noticed how they were all looking at him.

"What?" He asked.

"What did you just do?" Ron asked with his eyebrows raised.

"I just wanted to see if he was under the influence of the cup." He shrugged like it had been obvious.

"And was he?" Arthur asked, sounding impatient.

"No," Merlin shook his head. "But thanks to his mark, I could trace the magic to the Death Eaters who are. None of whom are in Tom's closest circle." He scratched the back of his head. "I guess he wanted to keep them as clear headed as possible."

"Were you able to find out something about the magic of the cup?" Hermione asked, looking eagerly at him.

"I found out enough," Merlin smiled.

"What was it then?" Harry asked.

"Well," Merlin began. "I was able to trace the magic all the way back to the cup itself, and then it was no biggie to actually find out the structure of the spell and from that, figure out the exact side effects."