Chapter 265: Do You Fear Death?

Chapter 265: Do You Fear Death?

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9th February 2013, Malfoy Manor

(Jasmine Sayre POV)

I snorted, "Look, I know you're all impressive and everything, but I don't think that you can do anything to force me to obey you, and even less that could kill me."

Roxane Greengrass gave me a foxy smug grin, "I'm so glad you said that. Didn't I say that we have other ways to enforce our will? There are always weaknesses for us to exploit and you are no different."

I didn't understand what she was talking about until the door opened and a man I did not recognize entered alongside Nathan. I didn't even have time to process what he was doing here, when I noticed the suitcase that they were levitating behind them.

I watched, transfixed as the case opened and released a bound figure. She was wearing a collar which had chains around her arms and feet, who were filled with glowing runes. I recognized the familiar red hair and the frightened hazel eyes that the prisoner had. This was Rose, my sister, my successor. The Court had imprisoned and bound my sister.

Pure hot rage passed through me. It felt like it could burn me, like it could burn the entire world. I probably could, to be honest, but it was odd. I looked at the smug looking Court members, so assured of their victory.

I made sure to keep my expression to be as stony as possible, not showing a hint of the anger I felt course through me. From the outside, I probably looked like a statue, looking at the bound form of my sister and successor, but inside, a storm was brewing, ready to escape at a moment's notice to kill the pathetic little mortals that dared to touch my sister. I barely contained my anger, and yet I did not repress it entirely. I didn't want to.

What a curious feeling. My mastery of the mind arts had allowed me supreme control over my own mind meaning that I don't feel an intense emotion unless I do not wish to. Anger was always such a toxic yet necessary emotion, it could destroy people so easily, and I always made a point to keep it under control. And yet, here I am, ready to give up my control just to satisfy my blood lust, my revenge on the people who dared bind my little sister.

I looked at Roxanne Greengrass' smug smile and wanted to strangle her. She spoke up, "As you can see, Miss Potter, you forgot one simple thing, leverage. It's so easy to control people when you have something that they treasure, and remarkable as you are, you are not different, Jasmine Potter."

Well, I guess Thor will have a classmate, at the very least.

I looked at the expectant members of the Court before me, and speak for the first time, "Are you done?"

My voice wasn't loud, barely more than a whisper for that matter, and yet the members of the court shivered, their previously smug expressions gone, leaving only an unsettled look.

I nearly burst into laughter at their reactions and continued, "Didn't you wonder why I asked you if you fear Death when I came in? You were all so frightened, so scared of little old me. You're so ready to kill people, to enslave them, doing horrible things to them, and yet you're so terrified of the same to you. What a hypocrisy, this is. But this is not the time for me to rant about your practices. I know that sometimes, there are decisions that have no good outcome, that you have to sacrifice someone, make them suffer, for many others to prosper. And yet, that's not what you do, is it? You call this the Golden Age of Britain, I call it, the age of lies and deceit. The Court of Shadows should have been a force for good, to stabilize the magical world as a whole, yet all I see is a Court of Scavengers, who waited out the Deaths of Dumbledore and Voldemort, attempting to gain more power at any cost. I let you be, because you're so small, so insignificant for someone like me, who deals with things and beings you cannot even fathom. And yet you're doing your best to get my attentions. I was simply going to warn you because I couldn't be bothered to deal with you. I asked you if you feared Death because you were courting it."

As I spoke, I kept slowly releasing a fraction of my power. It wasn't enough for them to pass out from the pressure, but they are starting to get uncomfortable. Some of them were even gasping to breathe properly.

I continued my little speech, "You're courting Death because that's who I am, what I am. I'm not some regular witch with delusions of power, I am power, and I was running out of patient. I warned you when I first came in. I told you not to make me go too far. You wanted me to take you seriously, well, congratulation, I am. And now, you'll suffer the consequences."

They were all unable to breathe properly because of the pressure that I was exuding, "What about your sister," Malfoy gasped out.

I snorted, "What sister?"

Suddenly, in front of their eyes, my sister's form suddenly turned into an entire murder of crows who flew around the room and burst into shadows.

Elphias Doge yelled out while panting, his eyes wide, "How is that possible?"

I chuckled, "Darling, you have no idea what's possible," I never get tired of saying that line, "with my sister gone, and with it any illusion of control you thought you had, there's only one question left on my mind. What should I do with all of you?"

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