Narrator
The little people of the forest watched as Draco lifted his sword high in the air. They were not expecting anything to happen. They expected nothing to happen. They hoped to prove that he was bluffing and end him in the cruellest way possible.
But to their surprise, as soon as he lifted the sword in the air his eyes illuminated and slowly he ascended into the air.
“What the......” the leader gasped in amazement and stared as one they thought was a human rose and levitated in mid-air. A white light emerged from his open eyes and the tip of the sword, illuminating the dimly lit forest.
He stayed in that position for some time. Neither did he speak nor made a move. Murmurs were heard among themselves.
“What is going on?”
“I thought he was a human.”
“What does this mean?”
