If there was a word to describe Black Manor, it was as imposing. Instead of being a manor, it was a large Gothic-style mansion of white stone and black marble floors with furniture made of white wood. The house was well lit and formed an H with elegant glass domes in them that allowed better light to pass.
The house was excellent to say and the people who had lived there had been the best people you could find although that meant everything from the point of view that it was seen that it was saying something about it. It's not that no one could say anything about the Black family.
To understand it. The Black family was a traditional magical family. The revolutionaries would call them obscure for several reasons. The first is that they maintained the traditions of the magical world by tesoring the important magical days and being loyal to one of the most powerful magical existences: Morrigan. The goddess of magic, war and death.
Many said that the Black family were descendants of Lady magic herself because it was said that those who dared to challenge the powerful magical family had to pay a high price for it. There were few people who could compete with the Black family when they were on their personal mission to make your life hell.
The magic of the Black family was battle-oriented. It was something weird. Most magicians and witches had magical family relationships. That is, they were good in a field. However, the Black family was good at everything that could be used in battle, which made them followers of magic at such levels that some thanked them so that no Black was born with a superhuman power because if so many feared for the balance of power.
Anyway, that didn't stop the Black family from earning a reputation for power and strength. Put a single Black on the battlefield and there will only be one result in the form of safe destruction.
The Black family unfortunately fell at one point because several members of it were subjected to darkness. Contrary to common belief are battle skills and then there were dark arts. The dark arts are basically the corruption of magic at the highest level. Every person affected by this thing eats until they are finally completely corrupted and go crazy.
Although the Black family had always been traditional and never treasured the Muggles and even less those born of Muggles when they were corrupted by the darkness, things got ugly for the family and it was almost as if someone had orchestrated it so that they were destroyed from the inside.
However, there is always hope. Arcthurus Orion Black had been a man known by many as powerful and strong. Respected for his skills. I was never touched by Darkness, nor was his sisters and his brother. Why was this? For the simple and simple reason that Arcthurus was not a complete idiot.
He saw the weakness of the family and came to the conclusion of what it was so he cut it off at the root. With that it almost seemed that the family had a new hope of getting out alive until unfortunately Voldemort arrived. Some members of the family succumbed again and history repeated itself. The family was close to destruction. No useful heirs. Arcthurus never thought that his end would be like this.
However, there was an unexpected event. Charlus and Dorea, who were his closest friends, had died at the hands of Voldemort. This obviously brought many things. The first was anger. Voldemort had killed his sister. He had killed sweet Dorea. That didn't make him happy. And although Voldemort supposedly died with them, that meant nothing because the anger he felt was unprecedented.
This anger was the result of his sister having died and there were vassals of the man out there so he decided that if he was going to leave this world he would make sure to destroy everything so that it is known that the Black family would not fall with a single moan but with the force of a storm that threatens to destroy everything.
However, Lady Magic was on his side. The night of Voldemort's fall, two children had survived. One was hailed as the saviour of the magical world since he obviously stopped the force of destruction. The other was sent out of the world for being a burden on Dumbledore's mind. A squib. The problem is that no one knows the true nature of magic.
Wizards and witches never had an interest in them. Why have them? It's a power that they used and that's it. This is how their minds worked, which was a problem since it prevented them from understanding the great power they had in their hands. And that was to be said softly.
When he saw a possible heir appear, Arcthurus reacted quickly and rescued the child before the hateful muggles with whom he had been left put a single finger on him. Arcthurus had changed his mentality a little with the muggles thanks to his brother Marius showing him the wonders. Had he seen everything they had?
However, there were examples of human ugliness and fuck this was the biggest of the ugly things I had ever seen. So he welcomed the child with his sister Cassiopea, his wife Melania and if anyone had noticed his descendant Andromeda. It had not been difficult to welcome her back into the family because her daughter was a very powerful witch so things were fine in her mind and she honestly felt amused about fucking with some people.
The only bad thing was that it was discovered that in his head was a fucking piece of the so-called worst dark lord. A very important thing to know is that there is dark magic and there is magic that was beyond dark. Magic is only a matter of intention except for certain magic. Combat magic was that: magic designed especially for war.
But there was magic that was obviously designed for the satisfaction of the darkest impulses. This magic were the three fearsome unforgivable and other abilities that even the Black family would refuse to touch due to the damage it does to a person in terms of their simple existence.
The Black family had no interest at least Arcturus in the so-called unforgivable curse. Why? The Cruciatus constantly demands hating what it means to be subjected at all times to what was the situation of despising, hating and much more what has just made your existence bitter.
The Imperius was like a drug that the more you wanted it the worse.
And Avada Kedavra destroyed the meaning of life since you basically must want to destroy what you have in front of you.
It doesn't matter how you put it. There is magic and then there is magic and if there was a harsh reality is that no Black would be subjected to dark magic unless they were below it. Of course that didn't mean that a group of idiots thought that curses were the best thing that had happened to them in life.
Anyway, a Horcrux was possibly the only thing that was above these curses. If you have to think of one thing that takes the palm in terms of the darkness of magic then it is this. For what reason?
This magic basically consisted of using a ritual that separated a part of a person's soul to enclose it in an object, whether alive or inanimate. It didn't matter. What happened is that to carry out the ritual you had to kill. A true death of an innocent and there is nothing more innocent than a pure soul?
When his grandfather basically discovered that he had that in his being, he did everything looking for a way to remove it. Of course he was obviously interested because God knows the plans of Albus Dumbledore with him being this. I didn't even want to think about it. So I was thinking that it was the best way to eliminate it.
Unfortunately I couldn't go to the best specialists. This would attract attention and the Goblins would use this to extort the Black family that there was no doubt about it. What his grandfather didn't imagine was that there was basically a way to solve it efficiently.