The VBlack heir

Chapter 2

Dumbledore, ever the negotiator and the peacemaker, covered Bagnold with his hand to extend his protection to the minister, in fear of retaliation from the Mendax then and there.

 "Lord Mendax, I request with utmost sincerity that you rescind your statement. We have already witnessed a long conflict between magical bloods, let no more of it be wasted due to these petty arguments."

Adrian looked left and right. Dumbledore's suggestion was obviously the only solution, in reality, his bluff had been called. But in no way was he going to let it go as it was.

Adrian opened his mouth to retort, but was cut off by Dumbledore again,

"After all, it's your House words, Lord Mendax, Prius scribere loqui." They stared at each other for a moment, before the Wizengamot hall's door was again shut open, during an ongoing Wizengamot session.

It was another person, a female with a similar uniform to the now Lord Mendax. 

"My Lord." 

Adrian did not turn, still staring at the Chief Warlock.

"Well, maybe I had been haste in deciding against an upstanding member of the Wizarding British World, such as the Minister." 

Bagnold's expression changed to one of reverence for the Chief Warlock, who was having a staring bout with the Lord of Liars.

"However, I hold nothing with the members of our society who wrong us," Adrian signals his fellow Mendax

"Who kill our fellow magicals," The female Mendax close up to Lord Mendax with a fountain pen and parchment in her hands. 

"or who wrongs the Mendax."

 *sigh* 

"As such, let it be shown that The House of Mendax, announces the auspicious tradition of the Blood feud against the house of Lestrange, any of the marked Blacks, and anyone who follows or relates himself with Lord Voldemort. We hope the magical Europe cooperates with us, in the cleansing of such pests from the face of our world."

Adrian signs off candidly, and the parchment was rescinded from official eyes, taken back to who knows where.

"What was that?" A scared young Malfoy whispers to his Father in the Wizengamot Lords' seat, adjoining to which were seated one Abraxas Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy nee Black.

"That, my boy." Lord Malfoy responds with a rigid expression "was the end of the House of Lestrange. We shall renounce our support to the Dark Lord at once." Lucius looked as if he wanted to say something, to retort at his father's decision, but was held back by his father's hand tightening around his own.

"You can always believe a Mendax to lie its way out of an unbreakable vow, but you could always believe for him to die the most horrific death for a promise written on the back of Lockhart's book. We supported the Dark Lord only with the assurance that Lord Mendax had such promise with the Dark Lord, but his heir now, just promised to end the noble line of Slytherin, and that is a claim I wish not to test." 

The senior Malfoy pulled up Lucius' sleeve to expose the skin where the Dark Mark once was. 

"It is our Luck that the Dark Mark dissolved with the end of the reign of the Dark Lord, however short it may have been, for it is the Lestranges that will take the fall, and not us."

"But the Dark Lord shall return-"

"Let him return after I am six feet down to earth and have taught you better about politics and traditions than you know now. The Mendax are not just some upstart house you might ignore out of any worthless reason such as loyalty or belief. There is a reason the Dark Lord needed their service despite the mud blood that flows in their veins."

Abraxas's hold on his son loosened as the chamber's doors were shut closed, with the female Mendax leaving.

"There is a reason why no one is speaking to one Lord's blatant disrespect to the Ministry, who happens to be calling for ending noble magical blood in front of all of us,"  Lucius replied with a downcast expression, while Narcissa did not as much as twitch in front of the revelation, knowing most of it from her childhood lessons.

"Onto other matters" Lord Mendax continued silencing the murmurs in the chamber.

"The male line of the Blacks is close to its extinction, Orion and Cygnus dead, the spare to the heir Regulus dead, and Sirius Black in Azkaban for the crimes against our community. As such, good old Arcturus has passed on the regency to me, and I cannot have the Brother house to Mendax go extinct on my watch."

"What are you suggesting My Lord? We cannot release Sirius Black on your call, it's against everything we stand for." One of the minor scribes objected, and his voice was heard, as even if the Lord was all-powerful, this was a blatant disrespect against everyone in the chamber.

"And nor do I ask of that, as the head of the house, my only intention with him is to dose him with Amortentia and have coitus with my cousin Leta."

"This matter is better be discussed later, Lord Mendax. This is the dusk of the terror reign of a Dark Lord, surely matters such as those can wait." Dumbledore relaxed at the end of Lord Mendax's calling up on other matters and did not threaten to kill any other of his associates.

"What gave you the impression as the matter was up for discussion, I was just informing the Ministry I was going to take up a prisoner for such time that an heir or heiress is produced. We can continue to other matters at hand." Adrian started walking up to his seat at the Ministry Atrium, as other prisoners were called one after another.

Bagnold looked as if Adrian had killed her family, the sheer rage which was apparent on her face did not go unnoticed by anyone, but she kept all of it within her, not speaking out of turn this time, as the previous address by Lord Mendax had scared her outright, even if she won't admit it before anyone.

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