On a desolate rainy night, the flower of sin bloomed in Berlin.
Amid shrill, crazed laughter, the adult Scorpion-tailed Beast that had guarded Oxta for nearly a century wailed in agony beneath the evil Fiendfyre.
Its enormous scorpion tail lashed against the black rock walls, and Oxta trembled.
A dragon formed from pale flames spread its wings, its wingtips sweeping across the narrow passages carved into the rock walls. Thousands of young Scorpion-tailed Beasts fell into the abyss like raindrops!
For the first time, the Dark Mark bloomed beyond Britain.
"Ah, no wonder Amosta Breen is so fond of Fiendfyre—"
Bathed in arrogant firelight, Adam Vogel adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. Watching the adult Scorpion-tailed Beast's cries gradually fade in the abyss, an elegant smile touched his lips.
"This truly is an exceptionally practical spell."
No one answered.
Greengrass, Jasna Vogel, and the others standing behind him remained silent, coldly watching Bellatrix at the edge of the abyss as she frantically waved her wand and released more Fiendfyre.
Bang, bang, bang!
A string of firecracker-like sounds rang out beyond the long, maze-like tunnels, causing the Death Eaters at the abyss's edge to pale slightly.
The violent wind stirred up by the surging Fiendfyre whipped Jasna's soft brown curls. She turned toward the pale corridor, a faint movement appearing between her indifferent brows.
"What's going on? It's the German Ministry of Magic. They shouldn't have arrived so soon."
"Nothing surprising, Jasna. I imagine something must have gone wrong with dear Malfoy's side—"
Adam's smile faded slightly, his enjoyment of the grand destruction interrupted. He spoke softly.
"What a pity. But I think it's time for us to leave—"
Rodolphus Lestrange immediately stepped forward to stop Bella, but all he received in return was an impatient barrage of insults.
"You