Grimmo 12, dojo. The last night of summer. 1:00 a.m. September 1, 1991.
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"Kreacher!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Today is a breakthrough day for the Most Ancient and Noble Family Black. It's the day that decides whether Black will exist. It's up to you and me to decide. Are you ready to do your best to save the future of the Black family?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Listen to me, elf. Our job is to destroy the nest of blood traitors. They are harassing the Black family. They plan with Dumbledore to marry me, heir to the Ancient and Noble Black family, a blood traitor. They made a magical engagement contract with Dumbledore as if Dumbledore were my guardian."
Kreacher was shaken in anger and terror.
"Calm down, Kreacher, I won't let that happen. Listen to your task!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Today I will give them hell! Your main task, you must see to it that none of the vile traitors of blood escape. Everyone must get what is due to them. The traitors will be punished, the Black family will have their revenge and honor. If you see any of them running away, report to me immediately."
"Dominus, yes, Dominus!"
"And before that, you'll have to do one more thing..."
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I remembered I was sitting by Morrison's supermarket waiting for the right person. Everyone gets what they want. I met the person I wanted at about eleven o'clock on August 24, 1991.
My position under the trees, near the supermarket, was no accident. Because the same distance as the Morrison's supermarket, there was a gas station of the same name. I saw a car with a large tank of fuel arrived. I got up and took my time with the driver.
"Imperius! Do you come here every day? Answer me!"
"Yes, every day."
"Can you organize it so that on the night of the first of September, at two o'clock in the morning, you have a full tanker and you're not disturbed?"
"Yes, I can do that."
"Listen to me very carefully. You're a good citizen, your country needs you for an important mission. I need you to arrive at the intersection of A35 and A3066 at 2 a.m. on September 1st. Then you have to go one mile and a quarter on A3066 to the intersection with Gore Lane and stop. You'll get new orders on the spot. Until then, behave as usual. Don't raise suspicions and don't tell anyone about your mission. Do it!"
This is how I prepared to destroy my family's enemies.
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Beginning on the second mile of the A3066, at the stop of the gas truck.
2 a.m. September 1, 1991.
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Quiet on the country highway at two o'clock in the morning, except the gas truck is stopping for some reason.
"Get out of the cabin for a briefing. Do it."
Driver's out of the cabin.
"First you open the top hatch of the tank and get in the cab. In fifteen minutes, you'll be driving forward on A3066. A hundred and fifty yards to the right, there's a dirt road, it's not marked on the map. Take this road and follow it to a tall, three-storey, strangely designed house.
Your job is to direct the gas truck directly to the house and tip the gas truck over. Here you go," I gave the driver a map, a portkey, combined with a muggle-repellent amulet piercing the spell. "It's the latest voice-activated evacuation device. Two seconds before impact, squeeze the device in your hand and say the word "Letus". That's how you start the evacuation. After the evacuation, stay where you are and wait for instructions. Is that clear?"
"It's clear to me."
"Aliens have settled in this house. They want to take over England. After you blow up a gas tanker on the house, the alien survivors will be cleared by SAS. The country's counting on you, son. Don't let it down and go ahead with the plan!
I ran down the road. I've got about a third of a mile to cover. Meanwhile, the invisible Kreacher was acting on orders. He deliberately secured a box of one of the most powerful fireworks from Zonko on the tank near the hatch.
Why was I talking about aliens all this bullshit? A man can resist the Imperius. If you tell the driver there are children in the house... it's not the fact that he'll follow orders.
I've taken up position seventy yards from the house on the side of the road and prepared to shoot the Uzi. Sure, it's a long way, but it's better to get closer after it's torn. After 12 minutes, a gas tanker showed up, shining its headlights. Before reaching 50 yards home, the driver rushed the wheel to the left, which caused the tank to move to the right. At that moment I broke the runner plate across and set fireworks on fire. For a moment, the car froze on its right wheels. But then the gas truck turned over and drove sideways into The Burrow, turning the tank around the building. Then I activated the anti-apparition shield and threw myself to the ground. A second later, there was an explosion!
The anti-apparition shield is working. Question! How will Kreacher get to me? Although the canon of an elf ignores shields. Let's check it out.
"Kreacher!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Watch the other side of the fire so that no one gets out of there!"
"Sir, yes, sir!"
Although, who here can get out of such terror? By morning, there will be only coals left here. I waited for ten minutes, and I called Kreacher and sent him to the Grimmo. I activated the Portkey myself. He carried me under a tree near the A353 road. The driver was "waiting for instructions."
"Well done, son, we got them. The aliens have been eliminated," if you play the part, you play it to the end. "Obliviate! You don't remember what's happened to you in the last ten days, and you don't understand how you ended up here. Now you're going to cross the road, sleep in a pub and go home in the morning."
The driver stood up for a while. Then he woke up and shook his head and then went across the street to the house with the sign "THE SPICE SHIP Preston".
I left the portal for the French house.
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France, hunting lodge
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I was sitting by the cottage in a folding chair I bought at the Morrison's. I was breathing in the flavors of the forest, and I was thinking. Voldemort must have been hesitating as he walked to the Potters and knew he had to kill the one-year-old Harry. And in that case, the children under Voldemort were set up by Dumbledore. As soon as the big boss interfered with the prophecy, he took the blame and responsibility. He could have manipulated, tried and failed. It doesn't matter, it's his fault. But does that mean that I am now in line with the new plans of the spider? I doubt it very much. He couldn't even imagine such a development in a terrible dream.
Will he be able to profit from it? Absolutely. Surely the bearded scoundrel had a backup plan in case Harry couldn't handle being a Hero. We could just make him the new Dark Lord and defeat "the power of love."
Dumbledore. All the problems, mine personally and Magic Britain in general, come from Dumbledore. I almost got you, and I'll finish what I started!
After solving this, I went to bed, and no dead redheaded children came to me in my sleep.