Chapter 8: How Can This Baby Bite the Big Melon?

Lily was in a panic.

She didn't seem to notice anything unusual, but her movements suddenly slowed

Until finally

She couldn't move at all.

At this moment

Despair washed over her once more.

The only one among the Death Eaters who could cast such a smooth and seamless spell to control her actions

Was him.

If it was him, then her husband, James, was most likely… already dead.

"Oh, oh, dear Miss Lily, where do you think you're going?"

A noseless monster approached with a sinister smile.

Charlie, still in his dragon form, carefully observed the figure before him.

There was no mistake

It was him.

The one infamous for his Avada Kedavra Killing Curse

Voldemort.

Under these circumstances

Charlie and his family stood absolutely no chance against this monster.

He had to tread carefully.

"Oh? I didn't expect you people to have a little pet dragon."

"My foolish servants… reduced to ashes?"

"I suppose that was your doing, little one?"

A pet dragon?

Charlie was speechless.

You're the dragon here!

Your whole family is dragons!

The next second

Charlie was blasted away.

He crashed straight into the wall.

Damn, that hurts.

This guy wasn't messing around.

"Little one, I'll deal with you later. Submit to me, and I won't kill you."

Voldemort flashed what he thought was a charming smile

Which only made Charlie shudder in disgust.

"Lily, step aside. I promised someone I wouldn't harm you."

Voldemort still had some principles.

"Please… You can kill me, but spare my children."

Lily pleaded in despair.

She had no other options.

She never wanted to bow to this evil

But for her children…

She had no choice.

She still clung to the small hope

That Voldemort would let her sons live.

Even if it meant sacrificing herself.

"Oh, dear Lily, you're still so naive."

Voldemort chuckled softly

His eyes filled with indifference toward life.

With pure contempt.

"Filthy, lowly Muggle-born… farewell."

"Avada"

The Killing Curse was unleashed.

Its terrifying magical force made the entire ground tremble.

"NO!"

Lily cried out in agony

Throwing herself forward

Shielding Harry with her body.

Harry wailed.

Lily clung to him tightly.

An ancient, powerful magic radiated from her.

And then

Something unexpected happened.

The Killing Curse rebounded.

Charlie let out a deep breath.

No surprise there.

It played out exactly as before.

His mother, sacrificing herself to protect Harry,

Unleashing the Shield of Love

Voldemort's Killing Curse backfiring on him

About to destroy him.

Leaving Charlie and Harry as orphans.

Charlie felt a wave of helplessness.

To be honest…

He had real feelings for his parents in this life.

But he was still too young

Too powerless to change fate.

"AAAARGH!!"

Voldemort let out a sharp, agonized scream.

Charlie watched him coldly

Waiting for his demise.

His mother no longer showed any signs of life.

Harry was crying in terror.

Now, in this shattered house

Only Voldemort and Charlie remained.

"This can't be! Damn you, Lily!"

"No! Impossible! My magic, rebounded?!"

"AAARGH!! CURSE IT ALL!!"

Voldemort's entire form twisted

As if he was enduring unimaginable pain.

His howls of agony echoed endlessly.

But at this moment, Charlie

Began to sense that something was off.

What was going on?

He's… not dead yet?

Are you dying or not?!

Damn it.

Don't tell me he's not going to die…

A bad feeling crept into Charlie's mind.

After all, the course of events had already shifted slightly.

For example, he had become Harry's older brother.

And this time, when Voldemort came, he brought a group of Death Eater lackeys.

A few unexpected changes were bound to happen…

[You have just witnessed another casting of the powerful Killing Curse. You have now comprehended the incantation free version of Avada Kedavra.]

…

Charlie's eyelids twitched.

Well, now.

Wasn't this just a gift delivered in a time of need?

"AAARGH!!"

Voldemort let out another agonized roar

His entire body started emitting black smoke.

His life force was visibly fading

But just as it reached a certain point

It suddenly stopped.

"Haha… HAHAHAHA!!"

"I'm still alive! A filthy Mudblood brat dares to try and kill me?!"

"Hahahaha! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

As expected.

Charlie had guessed correctly.

Voldemort wasn't dead.

Suddenly

A chilling breeze swept through the air.

In the silent night, the faint rustling sound felt eerily out of place.

At that moment

Voldemort, drenched in sweat, was struck by an ominous sensation.

He spun around

Only to find

That the little fire dragon had vanished.

In its place

Stood a seemingly harmless infant.

And that infant

Was now gripping Lily's wand

Looking at him with a playful smirk.

The next second

Voldemort froze in disbelief.

A Killing Curse shot toward him.

Striking him dead-on.

"ARGH!!"

"Why?! Why is this happening?!"

"You're not a dragon! You're Lily's son!"

"This is impossible, how can this be? How can you perform Transfiguration? And a Killing Curse?!"

Voldemort was losing his mind.

But what shattered him the most

Wasn't being struck by Avada Kedavra.

It was the child before him

A scene too absurd to believe.

An infant, casually casting the Killing Curse?

And wordlessly, at that?

This entire sequence of events

Exuded nothing but sheer terror.

For the proud Voldemort, this was unacceptable.

He could not allow such a prodigious wizard to exist.

"Hand it over, old fool."

Charlie sneered coldly in his heart.

Then unleashed the full force of Avada Kedavra.

One minute later

The already gravely injured Voldemort fell, lifeless.

In his final moments

His gaze toward Charlie was

Utterly complex.

Shock.

Disbelief.

Fear.

Jealousy.

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