Chapter 32: Chapter 32: All Your Tricks Were Invented by Me
Unbelievable!
A ten-year-old child...
Had turned into a monster.
A fire dragon!
Damn it!
What kind of being have I provoked?
The man in black was losing his mind.
His heart pounded wildly.
The oppressive aura of the fire dragon was terrifying.
It felt like he would be devoured in the next second.
All he wanted was to investigate that owl.
To see if there was anything to be discovered.
As long as he found something, whether for his identity as an Auror or as a Death Eater…
He would gain considerable merit.
But never in his wildest dreams did he expect…
To provoke such a being.
Run!
He had to run!
There was no need to even try fighting.
He was proud, but not arrogant enough to think he could take on a fire dragon.
In the wizarding world, those who could stand against a fire dragon were all well-known figures.
But escaping was easier said than done.
Charlie let out a low growl.
Dragon flames gathered in his mouth.
He instantly surrounded the man in black, trapping him within a certain range.
If he dared to move even a little...
A burst of dragon flames would engulf him the next second.
The man in black hastily conjured a magical barrier, hoping to resist.
It was a new technique he had recently learned from Magical Research magazine.
A highly practical spell.
Everyone in the wizarding world was learning it.
But at this moment, it completely failed him.
The magical barrier shattered like a fragile bubble.
Every time he tried to move, he was met with another blast of dragon flames.
After several attempts…
The man in black broke down.
He stared at Charlie's terrifying form…
And collapsed to the ground.
His wand rolled away.
Despair filled his eyes.
"Just end it already…"
This reaction left Charlie at a loss.
Wait.
Do you guys have no sense of perseverance?
I haven't even gotten started yet.
After all these years, you're the first person who let me stretch my limbs in my Animagus form.
Come on.
Try defending yourself a few more times.
The man in black completely gave up.
Endless despair consumed him.
"Pick it up."
Charlie ordered.
The man in black shivered, unsure what to do.
"Your wand. Pick it up."
Charlie's tone grew impatient.
The man in black was on the verge of tears.
Who was he?
In the wizarding world, he was a distinguished Auror.
In the dark wizarding world, he was once a Death Eater who served the Dark Lord.
How had he ended up like this?
"Hurry up."
Charlie was out of patience. A burst of dragon flames scorched the man's sleeve.
The searing pain made him spring to his feet.
Trembling, he picked up his wand.
Then he looked nervously at Charlie.
"Great… Great Dragon Lord… What do you need me to do?"
Charlie exhaled, his dragon breath making it nearly impossible for the man to stand straight.
"Demonstrate the Unforgivable Curses."
Charlie commanded.
???
The man in black was utterly confused.
What did this dragon lord want?
He had no way of knowing Charlie's true intentions.
Charlie had once casually asked Snape about the Unforgivable Curses, only to be flatly rejected.
Snape believed that, no matter how passionate Charlie was about magic, a child shouldn't learn about such things too early.
But now, Charlie had a convenient test subject right in front of him—perfect for observation.
"Yes."
The man in black gripped his wand tightly.
He turned toward a nearby rock and began casting spells.
"Cruciatus!"
"Imperius!"
"Avada Kedavra!"
Charlie watched closely.
[You observed a demonstration of the Imperius Curse and have comprehended the magic of mind control.]
[Observed the demonstration of Avada Kedavra and refined the Avada Kedavra spell.]
"Do it again."
Charlie commanded once more.
The man in black was on the verge of collapse.
But under Charlie's pressure, he cast the spell again.
This time, he was completely drained.
The Unforgivable Curses consumed an enormous amount of magical energy and stamina.
He couldn't hold on much longer.
Thankfully, he was still only casting spells on a rock.
If he had used them on a living being, just one or two more would have brought him to his knees.
[Refined the Imperius Curse. Refined the Cruciatus Curse.]
Charlie's mind continued to analyze and perfect the intricate details of the spells.
After a while, he felt he had mastered them sufficiently.
"Give me your wand."
The man in black immediately placed his wand before Charlie and then retreated.
A flash of dark light.
Charlie reverted to his human form.
Only then did the man in black dare to breathe heavily.
The suffocating pressure was finally gone.
Charlie raised the wand and examined it carefully.
"Low quality."
He shook his head.
Then, he turned to look at the man in black.
"Imperius."
The man in black's expression changed drastically.
It was the very same mind-controlling curse he had just demonstrated.
He instinctively conjured a magical barrier.
But it was useless.
The Imperius Curse pierced through it effortlessly and struck him directly.
"You learned that little trick from Magical Research, didn't you?"
Charlie chuckled.
"I wrote that article."
Cold sweat drenched the man in black. His steps faltered.
He looked as if he had just encountered something truly terrifying.
His pupils dilated.
He wanted to say something, but no words came out.
In an instant, the light seemed to fade from his eyes.
The Imperius Curse had taken effect.
"From now on, I am your master."
"Tell me everything about yourself."
Charlie's voice was calm.
The man in black did not hesitate for even a second.
He nodded.
"Yes, Master."
"My name is Hansen Davis. You may call me Hansen."
"I am an Auror, but my true identity is that of a hidden Death Eater, loyal to the Dark Lord."
"I was following you today because I have been tracking Harry Potter's whereabouts. However, I unexpectedly discovered your transformed owl form, which led me here."
Charlie nodded.
As he expected.
"Alright, we'll talk more later. First, strip."