36 Lament

Few days after Blair's disappearance, The Head of The Department Of Magical Law Enforcement, Bartemius Crouch Senior Made elimination of death eaters as their priority rather than capturing them. There would be no inquiry upon killing a Death Eater. This made Aurors quite happy as they saw many of their comrades die while catching those bastards. Killing them was easier then capturing them and even though this was a ruthless decision, This is what was needed to stop the Death eaters who were fearlessly wreaking havoc all over the British Wizarding World.

Even though there were many oppositions to this order. Only one sentence of the new Minister of Magic silenced them.

' Whosoever is against this decision would be considered as a death eater sympathizer and would be sent to Azkaban.'

After this decision, the skirmishes between the Aurors and Death eaters became even more bloody. Now there was were no 'Stupefy' or 'Expelliarmus'. Aurors were starting the fight with 'Avada Kedavra'. They weren't even sparing the Death Eaters who surrendered after the fight. Both of the sides were suffering heavy casualties. Dumbledore also informed the order members, not to hold back. The war was probably starting to head towards its peak.

1 month later, Unknown location.

A blooded figure was sitting in a cell his back leaning against the wall. His hand's and leg's nails were ripped out from their places, His black hairs were messy with dirt all over his body. He was bounded by thick metallic chains with unbreakable charm placed upon them. He has been tortured by Bellatrix and other death eaters. One of those bastards didn't use his wand, instead he ripped his nails with a plier. His eyes were closed right now. The cell was devoid of light anyway. But one thing was certain. He was the only prisoner in this large basement. Voldemort never kept anyone who opposes him alive, He probably wanted to make an example out of him.

The cell door opened and a familiar old man entered his cell. This was the bastard who was torturing him the most.

"My Master is out today, today I have so much time in my hand to torture you alone," The old man said while taking out his wand, Blair's cold grey eyes opened as soon as he heard that Voldemort was not here. He has been waiting for this opportunity "Do you have any idea, how humiliating it is for a powerful pureblooded wizard like me to be Imperiused by a MUDBLOOD LIKE YOU? 'CRUCIO' "

Blair writhed on the ground while screaming loudly.

"So you finally screamed, we were starting to get worried that you would die without even giving us the pleasure of hearing your screams 'CRUCIO'"

The old man was so busy cursing him that he didn't notice Blair's hand which was near a hidden pant pocket at the back. After multiple Cruciatus Curse, the old man finally stopped.

"BEG, BEG FOR YOU LIFE"

"I....i.....i.." Blair mumbled in a small voice.

"What did you say? Are you asking for mercy? Or begging for your life. I can't hear you" the Old man brought his ears near his mouth, trying to figure out what he was saying.

"yo...yo....all I am saying is that YOU WON'T GET A CHANCE TO BEG FOR MERCY"

'Slash'

'Thud' The Old man's maniacally smiling head fell on the ground. He didn't even know what killed him. In front of the severed head sat heavily breathing Blair with a sharp bloodied sword in his right hand.

'I knew this will come in hand'

After that, Blair took the old man's wand and tried to cast 'Alohomora' on the chains, but the chains didn't open. After 2 more tries, he decided to remove the unbreakable charm from the chains. After 1 minute of complex spell modification, he was finally able to remove the unbreakable charm. He took the sword and easily sliced the chains in half. he shakily walked through the stairs. He was trying to find a way out of this Mansion. There was no one in the hallways. As he reached near the main hall door he heard different noise from inside. He placed a disillusionment charm on himself before he looking through the door. There were 20 Death eaters sitting on a large table discussing something. listening to their conversation for a minute he found out that this group of death eaters were planning to attack a Muggle street near Kingscross station.

Blair carefully observed the entire hall. There were only 2 exits and 1 window. He shakily raised his wand towards the exit opposite to him and placed a strong locking charm on it before placing another locking charm on the windows.

'Take that, you bastards'

A slither of black flames began to burst off his wand, rapidly spreading throughout the room. Even though the flames were not as strong, Compared to the flames created by his wand. It will do the job.

"Merlin's"

"Quickly..."

Blair didn't waste a second after finishing the spell. He shakily rushed towards the exit. He was exhausted after days of torture and hunger. Near the exit door, there was a death eater standing as if waiting for someone, his back was facing towards him.

"Avada Kedavra"

'Thud'

He rushed from the side towards the boundary of the wards. As he was about to get out of the wards. 4 Death Eaters suddenly apparated in front of him, Discussing how they tortured a Muggle Family. Blair immediately stopped his movements. He took out his sword in his left hand and slowly walked towards the 4 death eater.

He slashed the sword through the neck of the closest Death Eater before shouting.

" Avada Kedavra"

"What th...."

Two of the death eaters were dead just like that and before the other two could take out their wand he shot two flesh cutters towards their neck. All this happened in the time span of 2 seconds.

'Thud'

After glancing at the corpses of the four fallen death eaters, He apparated away.

Hogwarts headmaster's office.

Dumbledore was sitting on his seat thinking about his next move. It has been 1 month since Blair disappeared and the chances for him being alive was nearly zero. Voldemort never spared anyone who went against him, especially the Muggleborns. Losing Blair was a huge blow to the light side as his strength was nothing to laughed at. Despite his young age, he was one of the most powerful wizards he had ever meet. He was probably slightly weaker then Grindlewald. He achieved this strength on his own, without receiving any guidance from teachers or a mentor. He still remember that day, when the boy asked him a question, His grey eyes filled with hope.

'Professor, can someone like me become as strong as you?'

Dumbledore gave a heavy sigh before getting up from his chair and walked towards his companion Fawkes and began to caress it. The red Pheonix saw his sad blue eyes and began to sing a Lament. After a few minutes, just as the Pheonix stopped his singing. he heard a knock on his door.

"Headmaster, we found an unknown man lying near forbidden forest"

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