Beginning of the end?

Jess had been surveying the defence of students inside the Great hall whilst the battle had raged on outside, driving the last of the Death Eaters holed up inside the hall out before sealing the doors, satisfied with the safety, however temporary, that the students now had. Enough that he was ready to rejoin the fight out on the grounds.

He saw with a mixture of horror and pleasure that the fiendfyre had stopped spreading, however that whatever the flames had already touched was burning to the ground, including parts of the castle which were fast disintegrating in the extreme heat of the dark fire.

"Thaor, leave Kingsley to deal with Ne'os, he can handle it fine, focus your attention on one of your other people," he shouted, hostility still radiating from his voice. Thaor's acceptance into society had not been completely recognised by Jess yet, and while he stopped short of cursing the man, niceties would have to wait.

Out of the corner of his eye he heard a shout and dived to the ground, the jet of green light hissing past his head and flying off into the distance. Rolling off the ground and rising smoothly to his feet he flicked his wand in the direction that the jet had come from and sent a conjunctivitus curse at the perpetrator. "Vermillious," he then shouted, aiming better at the man this time.

Sam looked around, a frightened look on his face as the spells whizzed by, one or two of them landing unbelievably close by. "Confringo," he cried out, blasting a nearby Death Eater off his with an extremely lucky blow. "Take that," he yelled, his bravado merely masking the fear lurking beneath the surface.

Spotting the nearby figure of Thaor he grabbed the mans arm, nodding up at him to reassure him that he was on his side. "Just tell me who to aim at and I'll help," he told the older man, noting the order coming from Jess for the two of them to leave the Death Eater who was duelling the ex-headmaster be.

"Stupefy," he then cried, his wand pointing at Sandra.

Frank had to leave Shelby to escape, because other people needed his help. He was heading inside, just like everyone else, when a sudden horrible thought struck him. Alice... His fourteen year old sister.. She was inside, and a bunch of fighting adults had just run inside too. He reached the top step when this thought hit him and he stopped dead.

He turned around to face those approaching and he blasted a Death Eater out of the way. "No one's going into the castle," he announced, as though he had the authority to decide that, even though he did not. A student crawled up to the steps and stared at Frank. Frank nodded and the child darted past him into the castle. By no one, he meant only good guys and children..

Thaor shot Jess a look as he gave him orders. They're as much, my guys, as I'm you're guy Jess. Thaor said, rolling his eyes. Never the less. You're right. he added, as he headed out the doors onto the grounds. The fire was dying out, thankfully. But parts of the castle had seen it's damage.

He saw a group of Death Eaters, and approached them. Fall back to the shrieking shack. Wait there for more orders. We need to regroup. Tell anyone you see to follow you. Thaor said, giving them false instructions. They must not have known of his betrayal, because they listened to him. Idiots Thaor thought to himself.

This was ridiculous. Neither side was winning, it was clear, the smart thing for one of the groups would be to fall back, refresh, and then lay siege. The other side would be so exhausted, they would be crushed immediately. But leaders nowadays had not been through any real wars, and they did not know how to conduct battle. Ah well.

He took his time now. He strode in and sent silencing spells towards Jess Potter and Thaor Elldir before pointing his wand at his own throat. "Sonorous." He paused. "Good evening, everyone. I have been watching this battle in dismay and I have decided it is time to stop this madness. For those of you who don't know, I am Gellert Grindelwald. Yes, I am alive, and I am here to atone for my sins. And part of that is the preservation of Hogwarts."

"I can not believe what has happened here. How is it that a minor skirmish between children is enough to lead t war? The Order has become bloodthirsty and jumpy- I merely want peace! The Death Eaters are no more innocent, though they were responding to the Order's quick jump to arms. I am reclaiming Hogwarts in the name of peace and order and I am going to help transition it back into the hands of the Ministry. Now, please, stop fighting and begin to depart so we may account for the dead and begin to heal those who have been injured."

((tired of waiting for my other topics atm so i'm rejoining main thread saying that its after those threads))

Ne'Os was walking back to the castle limping slightly he examined his wounds he wasn't recovering like he would as a vampire but his accumulation of wounds in the past gave him some tolerance to pain. He saw Grindelwald and smiled in his own evil way staying back until he finished his speech Ne'Os walked over bowing politely before walking passed and leaned against a wall he would defend himself should a spell go his way but the pain he was ignoring was overcoming his tolerance level. He felt it would be the death of him should he need to do any serious dueling.


He reflected on the battle as he leaned against the wall. He had been shot in the arm with a curse that caused him to bleed luckily the healing charm he used on it slowed the bleeding and time and his bodies natural healing abilities stopped the bleeding over the hours of fighting. That wasn't the end to his injuries though he received a minor concussion from being blasted into a wall by Shacklebolt and had shocked himself with dark lightning in a attempt to escape his magical bindings that Thaor had cast on him. Remembering Thaor he looked over at him. He had plans, he had no clue if Thaor was on their side or not but he would make sure that he burned. He looked back across the battle field he wondered how Hogwarts recovered from the battles so quickly after all there was only so much magic could fix.

"Elldir shut up," Jess barked at the former head of Death Eaters, rolling his eyes but noting with some small level of satisfaction that he was going to do as was suggested to him. The alliance with Thaor, he had to admit, caused him much concern, and was not one he'd partook completely willingly, only with the urging and assurances of Robert did he finally accept that Elldir had, once again, changed sides.

And even then, he was still wary of the man standing before him.

But that was unimportant, to say the least, he brought his wand to bear as he noticed the limping figure of Ne'os approaching them, deciding to end the fiend once and for all. Taking aim, he began to speak when he heard a set of magically magnified words, and noted a man standing reasonably close by (Closer than Ne'os at least) speaking.

He paled as he recognised the name and prepared to curse the man before he felt his tongue stick to the top of his mouth and firmly secure itself there.

Listening with a sense of dread Jess pointed his wand at himself, loosening his tongue before frowning.

What was Grindelwald playing at?

Still, benefit of the doubt or not, this man was not to be trusted. He, like Thaor undoubtedly was, was an enemy, and thus needed to be treated like that. "Expelliarmus, Petrificus Totalus," he shouted, aiming to subdue and capture, rather than kill (For now). "Incarcerous," he added as a precaution, in case the other two failed.

Gellert did not like loudmouthed leaders. Gellert had been known to speak a lot, but he always felt actions spoke louder than words. When he spoke, he had something important to say- or a funny joke to tell, because he was known to be fairly humorous. Well, not widely known, but still. A leader should know the right mix of talking and action. Jess was known for either speaking a big talk and not delivering. Or doing what he did now- attacking without even a hello.

With a few flicks and waves of his wand, he batted the spells away. He shook his head. "Jess Potter, did you not just hear me? I come in peace! If you are set on acting rashly- Norricto." The spell was meant to make skin grow over one's mouth, which was a rather ugly sight. He cocked his head. "I really don't want to see that. Barbulus."

He looked around. "See? I came in peace and I was attacked. The Order.. You all need to step back and reevaluate your place. I won't let you hurt people under the motto of the greater good any longer. I used to be foolish enough to think it was okay to do so. I know better now."

SPELLS USED

Norricto- causes skin to grow over mouth
Barbulus- causes victim to grow a thick beard

Ne'OS had rested long enough he watched with some interest as Jess challenged the dark lord and smiled darkly when the dark lord simple deflected the spells. He moved away from the wall and stood next to Grindelwald back behind him enough that he wasn't in the way but close enough he could assist him should he need it though Ne'Os doubted he would actually need it unless the order attacked as one. "My lord i am willing to serve" he said bowing politely to him. He didn't need a response he just wanted the dark lord to know he was able to assist. He wondered if it would sound like he was sucking to him but he would do whatever it took to get his position as head death eater back. For some reason he couldn't remember how he lost the position but he only had to assume it had something to do with the previous dark lord's death.

Jess snarled in anger as the man before him twisted his actions around to serve his own purposes. Surely no one would believe this dribble, these words which clearly carried the voice and forethought of twisted evil. But just in case, Jess was definitely going to set the record straight.

Well, he was going to, before a spell was fired his way. "Protego," he cast, blocking the first spell, but not noticing the second until it was metres away. Grunting as the spell hit his chest Jess shook his head, wondering what had happened to him, before feeling a thick furry beard grow around his mouth. Bloody hell, that was a new one.

"Grindelwald, these are dignified people, no one but the mentally unstable," he said, gesturing at the blabbering, stooped form of Ne'os, "would believe you." he said, pointing his wand at his face and conjuring the beard away.

"Though you do have one thing correct, one inkling of truth in your tales of lunacy. The fighting needs to stop," he shouted, turning to his own people as he said it. "You and your Death Eaters may leave now, get out of the school and know that we wont cause any further harm to come your way," he shouted, sending a jet of gold light down to splash on the gates and illuminate them.