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Before vanishing to the Black manor, Alex didn't forget to warn Bilby of Kreacher. Because of the different divergence, he was unable to estimate the mental state of the elf. The moment his surroundings start spinning, he follows his instinct and starts to spin it in the same sense.
Not without thank his improved sense, he was able to perfectly stand still and don't crash on the ground? It was probably what saves is life. without the time to call for Bilby, he feels something tingling in his mind, still running on instinct, he grows to a meter ninety, a tail sprouting of his back and lashing on something. In place of a hand, clawed paws tear into something before a warm feeling flow from them, wetting the tattered sleeves of his ruined shirt.
The pop-up was what takes him out of this supernatural high. When he looked at his tail, the limp body of Kreacher was hanging in the air, a good portion of his throat ripped off, a snarl freeze on his face, showing that it didn't realize he was dead.
-Well, now we don't need to look out for him.-
”Kreacher, where are you, have you rid of the intruder!”
-Here the banshee.-
”Bilby!”
When he popped in the elf becomes panicked upon seeing him bloodied.
”Master Alexender!”
”Don't worry bilby, it, not my blood, this crazy elf assaulted me the moment I appear. Let not waste time. Go back to fetch some elf, I want the house clean of every book, dark artifacts, pieces of furniture. There should be a golden locket with a green S, I want it confined in a lead box, use magic or dragonhide glove, don't touch it. Leave only the walls, get rid of the shrunk house-elf head, and don't mind the old hag in the portrait.”
”Yes, master.”
Ten seconds later, the pieces of furniture in the room start to disappear, seeing that they were at work, he exits the living room, leading him in the corridor, facing the portrait of one Walburga Black screaming profanities to the air.
”Hello, Lady black.” His appearance shut her for a second before she starts to observe him.
”Who are you? How dare a filthy dark creature to enter the ancient and noble House of Black!” Earing her, he takes note that he was still in is half-form. Willing the change back, stunning her again.
”For your information, I'm not a dark creature, it a family blood trait, I think you can compare it to your metamorphmagus ability. As for my blood statue, allow me to present myself. I'm Alexander Daren Evans, Clan Head of the Evans clan.” Her eye bugled when she heard him.
”They are still alive?” Say her rhetorically, disbelieving his word.
”While I am the last, yes.”
”What are you doing here!”
”I came what your House own me. Thank a certain Lord Sirius Orion Black, who became an Oathbreaker, I am freely taking apart what was once the House of Black.” Say him smugly.
”What! How? How came this mongrel was Lord Black!” Each scream louder than the previous.
”Has I were saying when I take hold of my position, Sirius was under a sworn Oath, that became broken, his life was taken as compensation and before his will was read, I interfere with it, claiming what I wanted from House black. Every knowledge that has been accumulated, every piece of jewelry and Galleons, all will become mine. I left every other proprieties to Narcissa Malfoy if she can prove that she didn't serve under Moldyshort, otherwise, they will be mine. How I nearly forgot, he had also left money for a werewolf and the disowned sister of Bella and Cissy.”
Not even caring anymore of the nearly frothing portrait, he enters the kitchen in a little alcove of the pantry, a stack of dirty fabric arranged in a cot was resting, in it, the locket he was searching for. Calling Bilby and showing it, it vanishes in a lead box, transported to the manor, takes a ride at the same time, he returned to his house.
While the Elves were sending large wooden boxes after others, he was rummaging in a box of lesser dark artifacts with a pair of dragonhide gloves, ready to test his theory.
While clapping his hand give the motion a certain flare, it was impractical and slow. Since his ability resides essentially in his bracelet and was linked to his soul, he should be able to activate it with just a touch. Closing his eye he put his gloved hand on it, and after a few second information came rushing, willing only the artifact and rejecting all the curses and absorbing the data, he feels a momently fluctuation in it form. When he opened his eyes, he could see the same artifact, but this time, the ominous feeling it was giving before have vanished.