Chapter 527: Rain (Edited)

The tiger's roar echoed through the graveyard and spread farther and farther.

With the white tiger Fish had become at its center, a blast of air spread in all directions with its roar, and even the fire serpent coiled around Voldemort saw its flames suppressed for a second or two.

"Not that kind of light shower though... the tiger isn't bad."

Voldemort said it easily, but in reality his attention was more focused.

He knew something about Fish's white tiger form, and Barty Crouch Jr. had not only been preparing a plan to kidnap Fish and Harry from Hogwarts, but he had also asked for information about Fish, compiled it, and sent it to Voldemort by letter.

The White Tiger, who had fought Dumbledore back and forth, had not been left out in the cold.

"Come on!"

Voldemort controlled the fire snake and lunged at Fish.

"Roarr!"

?(=`Д′=)?

Fish, who had turned into a tiger, collided with the fire snake head-on without fear.

Its glowing red claws managed to tear into the fire snake, turning it into a trail of flames, but its own paws also suffered considerable burns, with much of the fur on both front paws charred.

"Roarr!"

Fish yelped in pain as the fire snake shredded, quickly retreated from the flames and applied a rejuvenation spell.

A green glow enveloped his two burned paws, which quickly recovered, but the fur on his paws did not grow back as quickly.

(=°?°=)

Fish looked at his bare paws sadly.

"Roarr!!!"

A furious Fish roared again, this time he added the spell Demoralizing Roar, Peter Pettigrew, who was the least brave, fell to the ground, but the Death Eaters around him did not laugh at him, as his legs were a bit weak.

Voldemort, for his part, had a surprised expression on his face.

"Excellent!" he stared at the roaring white tiger with greed in his glowing red eyes, "You're wonderful, Fish! I want you more and more!"

He waved the wand and the fire that had scattered in all directions regrouped, taking the shape of a python again.

This time Fish did not dare to lunge so rashly, he angled his body and carefully faced the fire serpent.

Voldemort, however, did not want to waste Fish's time, but he still wanted to force Fish's light rain spell, so he did not hesitate to control the fire serpent and lunge at Fish once more.

Although Fish relied on his own agility to deal with the fire snake, he currently had nothing to do with it. He wanted to return to his human form and use spells to deal with Fiendfyre's Curse, but when he thought about how he had fainted upon returning to his human form, Fish didn't dare try to change back.

He was now unable to summon his Patronus.

If only he could remember how to make it rain.....

As he dodged the fire serpent's attacks, Fish thought in annoyance.

Thanks to Voldemort not finding it easy to control the fire, he couldn't dodge it like before; otherwise, Fish would have had a hard time keeping the stalemate.

Voldemort was obviously aware of this and, after a moment's thought, released the Fiensfyre's restraint.

The fire that had been contained began to burn again, and Fish's situation became critical.

If Voldemort had not wanted to kill Fish, and had not attacked him with all his might, and had not been watching for Fish to die from the fire, Fish might have been defeated.

Although the fire did not touch him due to Fish's special nature and Voldemort's reserve, Fish's fur burned as the fire grew fiercer around him.

"Roarr!"

?(=`Д′=)?

Fish looked painfully at the blackened, bald patches on his body, and became increasingly irritated.

Then, with a roar, a surge of power burst from his body.

The stars in the sky were quickly blotted out by dark clouds, followed by a torrent of rain and snow falling from the sky, a curtain of rain so dense that Harry and the others could not see what was happening in the rain.

Voldemort's vision was greatly obstructed by the snow and rain, and he was aware of the quick frost on the ground, which had lowered the temperature a little, but not to the point of freezing.

As for the fire he had summoned, it had already been blown away by the snowstorm.

[Snowstorm: A snowstorm that obscures the view from the interior, freezes the ground within its range to prevent enemy movement, and extinguishes the flames.]

It was indeed "raining" for Fish, but not the kind of rain Voldemort expected, let alone soul retrieval, and Voldemort even felt that his arms and legs had become less agile due to the cold.

Just as Voldemort was surprised, a huge white tiger broke through the rain and appeared at his side and back.

Its sharp claws slashed through the rain and the air as it clawed at Voldemort's head.

"Crack!"

With a piercing sound, Voldemort dodged the blow using the Apparition Charm before Fish's claws could strike him.

"Huff... Huff..."

On Voldemort's flat face, the two slits representing nostrils twitched violently, if he hadn't reacted in time, Fish's claw would definitely kill him.

It would have been ridiculous to have him killed again on the day of his resurrection.

In fear, Voldemort used his Apparition Charm twice more, dodging out of reach of the snow and rain storm, his red snake eyes glowed, staring at the rain curtain where Fish was hiding, his face no longer calm.

"It seems my kindness has done you some good." Voldemort said coldly, "Don't think I'm really afraid to kill you.... Fish."

He desired Fish's soul healing powers, but that didn't mean he was going to indulge him endlessly...especially when he was in danger of Fish killing him.

When the rain stopped, Fish emerged from the rain curtain.

He shook the rain off his body, then cocked his head to one side and looked at Voldemort in confusion.

Fish didn't understand what Voldemort was babbling about, weren't they fighting?

The puzzlement in Fish's eyes was probably too strong, and Voldemort felt a little humiliated.

"Avada Kedavra!"

He raised his wand and used the Killing Curse against Fish for the first time.