The eerie green light of the Killing Curse drew closer and closer, almost drowning Nymphadora Tonks's vision.
In that instant, she seemed to see many things: her parents, the professors at Hogwarts, Moody, who had pushed her to grow, and that Werewolf Wizard whose kindness hurt to think about...
When she had exchanged thoughts with Moody before, Moody had once said this to her: once people neared death, they seemed to remember the things etched most deeply in their memories.
Back then, Moody had pointed at his own eye and said it in a joking tone, leaving her half-believing and half-doubting it all this time.
Now, though, she somewhat believed it, because those things she felt were engraved in her memory really did appear before her eyes.
Unfortunately, everything seemed about to end just like this...
Nymphadora Tonks felt herself being hoisted up by something, and the Killing Curse screamed past before her eyes, striking the ground and smashing out a deep pit.
She felt something binding her around the waist. It was a strand of Devil's Snare with a slightly different color.
This color of Devil's Snare was extremely distinctive. She had only ever seen it on one person, and that was the Devil's Snare Vizet had transformed.
After the previous Killing Curse missed, the expressionless John Deloris raised his wand again, aimed at Nymphadora Tonks, and recited the incantation, "Avada..."
This time, before John Deloris could finish the spell, he was struck by a red light and fell rigidly to the ground.
The crisis still had not passed. Nymphadora Tonks, suspended in midair, was rather conspicuous. Several Death Eaters and prisoners leaped high into the air, trying to attack her.
Vizet controlled the "Christmas Cactus" as it rose from the ground, wrapping around the limbs of those Death