"A Troll really suits you! At least its brain would be bigger than yours is now, and its way of attacking would suit you better too." Serena Pendragon's tone carried a hint of deliberate sincerity. "Think about it!"
Herpo was about to retort when, at that very moment, he received a message from Carcas...
Carcas's question was simple. "Three Phoenixes have appeared at Hogwarts. Voldemort asked me to ask you whether you've found any trace of Vizet."
Such situations had not been uncommon before. Like Serena Pendragon, he was capable of splitting his attention between multiple tasks.
What made him lose focus for an instant was Carcas's question.
Yet what truly made him lose focus for that instant was a crucial piece of information in Carcas's question.
What did he mean, three Phoenixes had appeared at Hogwarts?
He remembered clearly that when Carcas had last reported in, he had only mentioned two Phoenixes at Hogwarts.
Where had the third Phoenix come from?
Herpo realized something. In that brief moment of distraction, a chilling suspicion rose in his mind.
Vizet...
Three Phoenixes...
Could this be a sign that Vizet was returning?
Even though that lapse lasted only an instant, it was enough to be fatal.
Herpo hurriedly came back to his senses, only to find Serena Pendragon's next spell already upon him. The violently surging magical power made every hair on his body stand on end.
Not only that, but everything around him had turned into a vast expanse of white.
"You really are old!" Serena Pendragon said with a smile, even giving him a little wave. "Well then... goodbye!"
She showed no mercy. The Wand she held aloft came slashing down.
A bolt of lightning crashed down along the Wand's trajectory, utterly annihilating Herpo's body.
"Now that this fellow is