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Prius Scribere Loqui (HP) [Dropped]

Dark Original Ancient and Noble house, no Politics- only the hardened way No one main character, but a main house around which events revolve. Ancient and Noble house of Mendax Ruthless Kill-Wizards since the dawn of magical community. Plot begins 02 November 1981 HP plot is not the centre of the plot. Also available on AO3 under the same name.

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13 Chs

Political conundrum

Chapter 9

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[I do not condone rape, this is fiction and I request never to hold a crime in reverence] (condone- synonym of accept/support, do not condone means I am against the monstrous act. Why did I write this? I originally wrote I condone rape, unsure what condone meant, had to google it)

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Mendax interference in MACUSA polls! 

Conundrum at the MACUSA, widespread protest against interference with the sacred process!

Leta was walking out of the private quarters in Azkaban, having done the deed with Sirius Black while he was unconscious and out of his mind.

She won't lie, she enjoyed that part of her work here, but more important matters were at hand.

The security was tight, especially around the Lestrange cells, the Ministry acting competent for once. But she had to get inside there and kill both the brothers. Rabastan and Rudolphus. 

There were many ways to do so, but Leta chose the least time-consuming one.

"Stand aside Auror, I hold you in no contempt." The Auror in question was unsure, nervous and god knows whatever else.

"B-But Madame, I was posted here for the sole duty of stopping anyone in case they come to meet the prisoners."

"Yes, and that was for their safety, for them to not jump between the Blood Feud of my house and the Lestrange. I am sure you would have no pleasure doing such yourself."

"NO! NO DoN't Let her in! Keep her Out of here!" Mad ramblings echoed throughout the silent hallway of Azkaban, with Dementors as the witnesses.

The Auror stood aside, ignoring Lady Mendax walking inside the cell.

The two Lestrange brothers walked back on their feet, finally to kneel and beg in front of Leta.

"Spare us! SPAre us oh MY Lady. We shall be your Servants!"

"I am not in the mood for these men." She looked at the two brothers without empathy. "Crucio" The red spell hit the elder one, Rudolphus, or Rabastan, not that she cared. He fell on his back.

The other brother jumped aside in fear, then tried to jump on Leta, attacking her by throwing his body at her. "Crucio"

He was thrown back similarly to his brother.

"Crucio" "Crucio" "Crucio" "Crucio" "Crucio" "Crucio"

It was midnight outside, so it was dark, making each impact with the red curse on the brother's body light up the corridor and beyond.

The Auror on guard outside was in tears, just by witnessing the two criminals whelp and beg in pain. Even he wanted to forgive whatever they had done in those moments watching them suffer in the hell on earth. But Leta did not finish. The adjacent neighbour criminals were crying and shouting, begging for mercy just by hearing the cries of the last of the Lestrange male line.

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"What is it?" It was the morning, and the table was empty, excuse Adrian and Winflick but they had been there for the whole night anyway.

"Summons, from the MACUSA." Adrian passed the opened seal letter to Winflick, I have been called to answer to the Ministry there."

"They had a change in government recently; we need to consider how we are going to approach this trap."

"Althan is dead, so it was not his deed which slighted this bunch of second-rate English copycats. I do not think we did anything either. Why do they not fear retaliation?"

"Well, our money is dried up, but I cannot remember anyone from the liberal party leaders related to any of us." Winflick reminded me of the financial crisis.

"Stand clear of the money problems. We have the Black vaults to fuel this through Leta, and the Lestrange ones for extra with both of them dead, we just now require Bellatrix."

"But how can this be? Someone killed Elizabeth? No one in the past 200 years has conspired against us." Winflick looked down, mourning silently.

"Don't be an idiot Winflick, Most conspiring against us are dead from the annals of history. As for Elizabeth, she was no seer, so it was more likely that the prophecy killed her, giving prophecies while sustaining bodily harm has been the killer of many seers, much less a normal witch."

"Do we tell them of the prophecy?"

"Kevin and Ursa know, I can't see why not. It's a prophecy with two outcomes, which means the result is entirely dependent on our actions. It's more of a warning or a call for war than a prophecy.

We have to walk into it head charge. Our majority of operations still lie west of this coast. Do not worry about me. Leta remains in charge here, but advise her on everything while she is at it.

Randyl enters the room in haste. He was to stay with Drax at Mungos the whole time, making him one of the last ones to know.

His broken expression did not need a conversation; Winflick just stood up and held him in a hug.

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Leta enters the room. Everyone was there, at least everyone that could be there. The seats of Elizabeth and Althan had been removed after their confirmed dead status, while Drax was still at Saint Mungos.

"There is a big problem on our hands." She says.

"Now what happened?" Winflick exclaims. He had been dead tired. He had been the most functional of all the family members, taking care of the kids, taking care of the finances, the goblins, the Black finances, investigating what happened in the Americas and whatnot.

"My spouse happens to be innocent in all of the charges against him."

Kevin and Randyl were not paying attention, they were the ones who were hit the hardest by the Elizabeth ordeal.

"Do you know it for sure?" Adrian asks.

"He blabbered about how he was the brother of James, how he would kill Pettigrew and more inconsistencies while he was dosed."

"Does he know that we know?"

"Not yet." Winflick looks at Adrian.

"Do you want him out?" Winflick asks.

"I would prefer that. Just ignoring the fact he is innocent, we would add another member in the family which remains an everlasting boon."

"Not now" Adrian cuts in the conversation "We shall keep the situation as it is until Arcturus is dead, and even afterwards I would like the Black heir under us with parental influence. We will revisit this later." He turns to Leta "I heard about your actions in Azkaban, the Lestranges."

"-Are dead"

"They may be, but it is not looking good for us. You used an unforgivable repeatedly on them; it is the new hot topic among the nobility. You showed no restraint- your actions have consequences, Leta"

"Cousin" Kevin stopped Adrian "We mourn in our own ways." Defending Leta.

"It is not a time for mourning. With Elizabeth dead, it is apparent someone is hunting for us. The prophecy confirms so, and even ignoring the prophecy, we do not have a great rep in the European magical community. The Americans have their hands already dipped in our blood and asking for more."

He stays silent for a moment, nobody saying anything.

"It is not the time for mourning. I want Bellatrix Lestrange's head on this table by midnight today. We leave for a hunt now." 

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