Well, this was nice. Harry thought, tied to a tree with ropes, his wand taken away from him. He gritted his teeth — shame, rage, embarrassment and, most of all, guilt. He'd been really stupid. He'd almost put Hermione in danger!
"What's taking those idiots so long??" Herman scowled, pacing around in the middle of the forest while keeping his guard up and watching over Potter. "We don't have much time!"
Peter was no longer to be seen; Harry wondered where he had gone. He'd never come this far into the forest before and didn't know the place much. What exactly were these people up to?
"Herman!" Peter came running toward him. "We need to leave! Dumbledore knows!" He was trembling in fear. "What do we do?!"
"Oh shut up! They can never enter this side of the forest!" Herman pushed him away. "This forest is a maze! Besides, how can they get past the traps I put? So shut up and keep an eye on the Potter brat!"
Harry glared at Peter with burning hate. Oh, how he wanted to squeeze its neck! Fucking Scabbers! That bastard was a rat! A fucking pet rat!
"What's wrong, Potter? So quiet all of a sudden?" Herman looked at the brat. Despite the darkness around them, moonlight reflected through the forest, showing paths and a bit of lighting. "Scared? Where did that bravery go, huh?"
"Shut. Up," Harry snapped. "What are you planning to do? What do you want?"
"What we all wanted, Potter." Herman got closer to him with his wand; its tip lit up and pointed at him. "Power. If it wasn't for you, we would have everything! We would be ruling the world! Those filthy Mudbloods beneath our shoes!"
He was too close; the wand was too close to his face. "I'm really holding myself back from attacking, Potter. The moment I step in there... I want bloodshed... Oh, I will. The moment our Lord is back. Lord Voldemort will rise again!"
"You are still respecting that smoke of burnt rotten eggs? Trust me, I saw that pathetic Dark Lord of yours... He's now but a smoke!"
Herman slapped him. "Shut your filthy mouth!"
"Herman!" Peter squeaked. "D-Don't hurt him! D-D-Dark Lord... wants him..."
Harry found himself chuckling. The glasses flew off his face when the slap hit him. "You are going to die... That thing... it didn't want your loyalty. It wants to use you!"
Peter dragged Herman away from Harry, who struggled and wanted to rough him up. He cursed at him.
Harry rolled his eyes.
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"My brother is in danger — the fuck you mean we can't rescue him yet?!" Tony looked ready to throttle the Ancient One. Women rights be damned. He had never been disrespectful to any woman, but this woman cross limits!
Tony was wearing his armour as he followed her. They were in the middle of a dark forest; his night vision was on and Gellert was behind him following them.
"Trust me, if we stop these people Harry will not get hurt at all. I have seen the future." She kept walking. "We are almost there."
"What is this place?" Gellert asked her, his wand already out and ready to attack at any moment. "I thought you don't want to abuse your ability."
"Oh I don't." She kept walking. "You and I both know how important these two are."
"That is true. Young Harry and Tony have a destiny ahead of them. The world needs them."
"I am right here," Tony sounded irritated at how these two spoke so nonchalantly while he was worried sick about his baby brother. Jarvis informed him Harry's bracelet was still beeping, telling him he's alive; however, for some reason he could not make contact with him.
A bracelet cannot be forcibly taken away from him; the only way to take it off is by command.
The Ancient One stopped; Tony and Gellert did at the same time. "Here they are."
Tony used heat scanning and found at least twenty-three people ahead of them, pacing. "All right, stay here while I go and say hi."
"One moment, Tony." Gellert stopped him. He waved his wand and muttered something under his breath, then he waved it over Tony. "All right, they don't escape and I put a little protection on you."
"Oh, should I capture those people?"
"If possible, yes."
"I'll try my best." With that said, Tony shot off into the sky and headed toward the group. "HERE'S TONY!!!" He blasted at them.
Gellert laughed. "Oh! He said a meme!"
The Ancient One blinked and looked at him with curiosity. "What's a meme?"
Gellert smiled, pulled out a phone and got close. "I just learned about this internet and there are funny things these No-Maj post. Here, these are memes." He showed her.
The Ancient One and Gellert looked at the memes while ignoring the screams and flashes of light. Tony's armour protected him from dark spells and he grabbed anyone his hands could get on and beat them up.
Magic was useless against Tony's upgraded Magica Armour.
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After a while, the Ancient One and Gellert walked over to the site where a lot of Death Eaters were beaten and knocked out on the ground. Tony stood in the middle holding someone by the neck and shaking them.
"Start talking before I shove my glove inside your butt and blast it!" Tony threatened.
The man choked and struggled in his grip.
Gellert whistled and shook his head. "Tony, Tony, Tony! That's not how you torture our hosts."
Tony let go of the man, who fell to his knees on the ground and coughed. "Oh yeah? You know how?"
Gellert smiled darkly. If it weren't for the Lumos spell he cast to lighten the area, Tony would have missed it despite the night vision being on. "Watch and learn."
Tony stepped back and let Gellert have a go at the man. He looked at the Ancient One, who was calm with her arms crossed against her chest. "Do you feel better, Tony?"
The mask lifted, showing his tired face. "I am actually annoyed... Can we go and save Harry?"
"Yes, we can." Gellert stood beside a startled Tony. "I also found the location of that disgraceful Dark Lord... You and the Ancient One go and rescue Harry while I go and take care of that man-child."
"Huh?! That quick?
"I just read his mind, There wasn't much to know expect they were heading to Hogwarts and brought young Harry before that abomination. Anyway, Go on, I meet you two at Hogwarts after I deal with It"
"You sure?"
"Aw, you worry about me?"
"Was I stuttering?"