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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
-Author notes-
Chapter 247: Two Flas
"Mister Potter." The man standing on top of the flying sword glanced at Jas as this one floated to his side.
Jas could comfortably lift his body with just his magic, so he had no need for a flying artifact.
"Ehm…" Jas had just realized that he had never asked this man for his na. He only knew him as the Kunlun Chancellor.
The old man seed to realize his dilemma and smiled with amusent. "Mister Lee will do."
"Mister Lee." Jas nodded. "I almost have them in place." He willed his flas to minimize the circle, forcing the dentors to get closer to each other.
There were thin lines of flas on the top and bottom as well, preventing them from escaping the cage that Jas had created for them.
"I do have to say…" Mister Lee spoke. "I have never faced this type of creature before. Are you convinced that my flas will destroy them?"
"I will admit that it is mostly speculation on my part. From what I know of the Primordial Jade Flas, they are capable of destroying ethereal creatures like spirits and ghosts, as well as consuming souls," Jas said.
"That is correct. The Jade Flas do have that peculiarity," Mister Lee admitted. "It is not public knowledge, so I'm a bit surprised that you knew this much about them."
"I am a resourceful person. Now…" Jas closed the encirclent until it was only around sixty feet wide. "It's ready."
"Then… excuse ." The Chancellor ford a small fla on his palm with a vibrant green color.
To the onlookers, it almost reminded them of the Floo Network fire, but this one carried a very intense aura.
It was also different from the one being emitted by Jas's flas.
While the Argent Flas gave an oppressive feeling caused by their sheer power, the green ones felt more mystical in nature and caused their very souls to shake in their presence.
The dentors were also able to feel the danger and tried to escape their cage, but the Argent Flas would not allow that.
When they got too close to the fire, it burned their black cloaks and caused them imnse pain.
Mister Lee released the whisper of green fire, and it began to slowly travel through the air, approaching the dentors' cage.
As it moved, it seed to absorb sothing from the air and began to grow larger and larger.
When it reached the cage, the Promordial Flas were almost the sa size as the white ones.
The two flas mixed together, burning with more intensity, while the dentors inside let out loud cries of agony.
Green and white flas moved around, forming a rotating sphere that promised death to anyone who dared to approach.
However, no matter how close they were to each other, the two distinct flas never mixed with each other and remained separate, like water and oil.
The terrifying phenonon continued for over a minute, until they could no longer hear any noise coming from within.
Only then did Jas and Mister Lee make their Primordial Flas retreat and return to the points of origin from where they had been called.
When the flas disappeared, there was not a single trace of the dentors, not even a tiny burnt piece of their cloaks. It was like they had never existed in the first place.
The audience looked in shock at what had just happened, not even noticing there was one more person now.
"Oh! What a wonderful spectacle!" said Wolfram Grindelwald.
Lord Pollux glanced at the old wizard. "When did you get here?"
"Just in ti to not miss this," Wolfram responded. "I never thought I would see a Primordial Alchemy Fla in person, and now I have seen two in action."
"What about the trolls and those other masked fellows?" Lord Pollux asked. He had left a few unconscious ones.
Wolfram smiled in a way that made Pollux feel shivers. "You don't need to worry about them again. I cleaned the house."
"I see…"
"But I'm afraid that I have burned your house's hall a little bit. I hope you don't mind," the old man said.
Pollux couldn't care less about the house itself. "It's fine...wait, is grandson okay?." His eyes moved to the house.
Bella saw that Jas and the other wizard were descending from the sky while having a conversation and decided to approach.
She was only able to catch their last words and saw that Jas handed the other man a piece of parchnt.
"Very well, Mister Potter. Our business agreent is concluded, and the paynt has been accepted," Mister Lee said. "If there is sothing else you require from the Kunlun Empire in the future, feel free to contact us again."
With that being said, the old Chancellor tapped the sword with his feet and flew away at trendous speed.
"Whoa! That was faster than any broom I have seen before," Bella exclaid.
Jas glanced at the girl while his feet touched the ground. "Swords are more resistant to enchantnts than wooden brooms, so you can be more heavy-handed with them. But they wouldn't be very safe for playing Quidditch."
"If Quidditch were played on those… I would go watch it more often," Bella comnted.
"Did you get hurt?" Jas asked. He hadn't had the ti to examine her, but was now noticing that her legs were trembling.
"Got hit by a Cruciatus," Bella said with a weary smile. "I was a bit careless…"
"Drink this." Jas produced a potion from his robes and gave it to her. "It will null the pain for a while."
"Thanks!" Bella said after drinking the potion. She could feel the effects imdiately. "So...who was that man?."
"A fellow alchemist from China." Jas was sure that Voldemort would try to mobilize the dentors and made a gamble by bringing this man here. Now he no longer has to worry about those creatures.
'The Ministry will have to hire more wizards to control the prison.' He thought it would be a worthwhile change.
"Mmm..." Bella still wanted to know more about how Jas knew a Chinese alchemist, or what that piece of paper that he handed as paynt contained. But she felt this was not the right ti for that.
"Is this over then? What happened to the Dark Lord?"
"Mmm? I don't know yet."
"You don't know? I thought…" Bella had been convinced that Jas had everything under control.
Jas shrugged. "Don't get wrong. I'm sure he's not having a good ti, if he's still alive. But I will need to go check and make sure." He extended his hand to her. "Wanna co along?. Everything seems to be under control."
Bella did not hesitate to grab his hand.
"Mister Potter." The old wizard was aproaching.
Jas glanced at him and nodded. "Thanks for the asistance."
"I presu that we are even now."
"We are. The favour has been repaid."Said Jas.
The old wizard seems satisfied. "That's good. Are you still going after that Voldemort fellow?."
Jas's eyes beca colder. "I am." He knew that telling this to the father of a forr Dark Lord was not the best idea, but the old man didn't seem offended...if anything, he looked happy.
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