"A Troll really suits you! At least its brain is bigger than yours is now, and its way of attacking suits you better too." Selina Pendragon's tone carried a touch of deliberate sincerity. "Think about it!"
Just as Herpo was about to retort, he received a message from Calchas...
Calchas's question was simple. "Three Phoenixes have appeared at Hogwarts. Voldemort asked me to ask you whether you've found any trace of Wizet."
Such situations had not been uncommon before. He, too, could multitask as Selina Pendragon did.
What made him lose focus for an instant was Calchas's question.
Yet what truly made him lose focus for that instant was a crucial piece of information in Calchas's question.
What did he mean, three Phoenixes had appeared at Hogwarts?
He remembered clearly that when Calchas last reported in, he had mentioned only two Phoenixes at Hogwarts.
Where had the third Phoenix come from?
Herpo realized something. Taking advantage of that brief lapse in concentration, a chilling guess surfaced in his mind.
Wizet...
Three Phoenixes...
Could this be a sign that Wizet was returning?
Even though that distraction lasted only an instant, it was enough to be fatal.
Herpo hurriedly came back to his senses, only to find Selina Pendragon's next spell already bearing down on him. The overwhelmingly intense magical fluctuations 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!" Selina Pendragon said with a smile, even waving at him. "Well then... goodbye!"
She showed no mercy. Her raised wand slashed down sharply.
A bolt of thunder followed the path of her wand and crashed down, completely annihilating Herpo's body.
"With this guy dealt with, the rest will be much easier to control..."