A Nexus Devil

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Share"Avada Kedavra!" Nott Sr. screamed as he fired off the killing curse at Jake. He wasn't going to play around anymore!

They might have been paid to torture the kid before they offed him, but now their arrogance had led to one of the last free remaining Death Eaters being dead.

Jake casually sidestepped the infamous killing curse as it veered right past him. His mind still clouded with rage, he spread his wings and took off towards the sky.

"Fuck, those wings are real! He can actually fly, just like our lord!" Nott Sr. screamed aloud as he continued firing off killing curses left and right. Now high up in the air, it was comically easy for Jake to simply fly out of the way of the curses.

Jake sneered as his magic flared and a dozen ice spears formed in the air all around him! Every single one of them locked onto the two masked men on the ground beneath him.

With a wave of his hand, they were all simultaneously launched and fired right at the duo.

"Oh shit!" Nott Sr. shouted as he ran for cover. Crabbe Sr. waddled behind him just as all the spears slammed into where they were previously standing!

"You two are pretty spry for some old men," Jake taunted as he formed a now two dozen spears in the air around him. "Let's see you dodge these though."

Jake once again waved his hands as the ice spears were launched downwards at their targets again.

Nott cursed in his head! "With me, Crabbe!" he shouted. "Shields now." Crabbe just nodded to him, still in fear.

"Protego Maxima!" The both of them formed overlapping shields facing the sky. Jake's two dozen spears slammed into the overlapping shields!

Immediately, Crabbe's weaker shield was pierced through, barely bleeding off their momentum at all.

"Damn it, you weak piece of shit," Nott Sr. cursed at Crabbe Sr.

for his magical weakness as he pushed out all the power he could through his wand for his shield to hold against the spears. The magic clashed and a few of the spears managed to penetrate Nott Sr.'s Protego slightly, but they didn't get all the way through…

Eventually, the clash of magic ended as Nott Sr. dropped his shield and Jake's ice spears dissipated. Nott Sr.

dropped to the ground panting in near magical exhaustion. He barely had the strength to keep holding on to his wand. He knew they were pretty much screwed now. 'What was this kid!?'

Noticing that the biggest threat was on the verge of collapse, Jake flew down towards the ground. He landed and started approaching the masked pair ominously.

His magic reserves still full and flaring all around him. "Now then," Jake spoke out, "I've mostly already figured it out, I think, but just to confirm, it was Malfoy who sent you goons after me, am I right?" Jake said as he continued towards them.

Crabbe Sr. stuttered behind his mask. "Y-yes, it was him." He immediately sold him out with no hesitation.

Nott Sr., just panting on the ground, cursed at the buffoon. "We surrender, please don't hurt us! Please, I have a son. He goes to Hogwarts with you!" Crabbe Sr. started pleading for his life!

Jake's inner rage started to calm down then. There was a difference between killing someone in a combat situation and killing someone in cold blood who had surrendered.

Jake didn't think he had what it took to do the latter, well, actually he just didn't want to become someone so cold-blooded… "Take off your masks," Jake said.

Crabbe Sr. immediately took his off while Nott Sr. reluctantly removed his own. "Huh," Jake said, looking at Crabbe, "Yeah, I can see the resemblance to Malfoy's tagalong.

And I guess the guy I killed was his other friend's dad?" Jake asked, to which Crabbe solemnly nodded.

After a minute of just staring at the two masked men — one surrendering and the other cursing and glaring at him in defeat from the ground — Jake's anger finally dissipated completely.

His wings vanished and his red eyes now returned to their natural blue. With his mind cleared, he now had a plan.

"Alright then..." Jake said, looking at the two robed men. Jake waved his hand and magically summoned the pair's wands to himself.

Crabbe's wand on the ground immediately flew into his hand, but Nott was gripping his tightly, refusing to let it go! "Hand over your wand," Jake commanded.

"Why the hell should I?" Nott argued. "You don't need it."

"Actually, I do," Jake explained, now completely clear-headed. "You see, I seem to recall that each wizard or witch has a specific wand paired to them." The two nodded along with that statement.

"Right, well I also know that the last dozen or so spells fired from a wand leave a trace on it. I figure if I hand your wands over to the proper authorities, that's as good a proof as any that you all were using Unforgivable Curses.

It's gonna be straight off to wizard prison for the both of you."

Both of them paled at Jake's declaration. They were going to be sent to Azkaban!?

"Please don't, I'll do anything!" Crabbe Sr. begged in fear.

Nott Sr. was internally cursing. There was no way he would ever go to that hellhole! He refused such a fate down to his core!

He needed to escape from here! But unfortunately for him, he was magically exhausted and barely had any power to cast a single spell and he definitely didn't have the juice to apparate.

He needed more power! He needed a… sacrifice. And there just happened to be an incompetent blubbering one right beside him.

"Sorry," Jake said, not quite sincerely. "I heard wizard prison is a terrible place, but you shouldn't have tried to murder me." The large Death Eater just stared at the ground, resigned to his fate.

He hoped that they would drag out his trial so that at least he had a few more months of freedom…

"FiendFyre!" Nott screamed out as he pointed his wand right at his comrade's back!

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