Kreacher popped away and was back in minutes. He handed the cursed necklace to Sirius and backed away. Sirius handed it to Hydrus.
"This one is going to be a bit trickier," he said as he called the ceramic bowl, acid and a piece of junk. "One of the reasons is I have to open it. Then it is going to show you some of your fears, it will talk to you and try and get you to wear it. Sirius, are you sure you want to be here?" he asked when he had everything set up.
"Remus is strong enough to hold me back," the dogman said with a firm nod, going to the other side of the room with the werewolf.
Hydrus nodded and turned back to the necklace. He opened it with parseltongue the curse started.
"You are never going to succeed. The boy will die. He will be all alone before he dies, and it will be entirely your fault. You should have never tried to interfere with Fate," the unnerving disembodied voice said, making the time traveler shiver at hearing his fears out loud. "They will turn on you, just like everyone else did. They think you are mad. Killing was easy wasn't it? You will fall to the Dark."
Trying his best to ignore the voice, Hydrus quickly said the spell to move the soul piece, once again using the bowl and acid. The voice went from mocking to screaming as the bit of soul died. It was done. He closed the necklace, walked over to Sirius and handed it to the man. "It's up to you, do you want to keep it or give it to Kreacher?"
The Black Lord looked at the piece of jewelry and gave it serious thought; it was the last link to his brother and a valuable historical piece. However, Kreacher had worked himself sick (judging from his gaunt looks and now overly thankful eyes) trying to finish Regulus's last order. "I gave my word," he answered and handed to the old house elf.
"Kreacher never thought he would see his Master Regulus's final order done. Kreacher tried and tried and failed his master. Master Sirius is a wonderful master to give poor Kreacher this treasure," the distraught elf wailed as he clung to the piece of jewelry.
"Kreacher, I want you to go back to Grimmauld Place and remove any Dark item. Take them to the vault," Sirius ordered, not wanting to listen to the elf wail.
"Yes, Master," the elf said and popped out.
"Now all we need is the cup," Hydrus said as he flopped on the sofa. "When do you think you can get that, Sirius?"
"Now that Bella is dead, I can get it anytime. Since her husband is in prison, I can get a lawyer to seize the vault." He waved it away. He too plopped into his recliner, glad that that was over with.
"I also need you to go to the Ministry. See if you can start getting allies. We really need to start doing something positive. I know with Malfoy out of the way, Fudge will need someone to line his pockets. That's if we let him be Minister, with enough pull and bribes we should be able to get someone better. Amelia Bones comes to mind. I have all that Death Eater gold just waiting to grease some palms," the immortal said, thinking it was time they stopped laying about the house.
"I want to help if I can," Remus said. He too was tired of just sitting about. He didn't have a job at the moment and would be hard-pressed to get one.
"Mostly everything is calm at the moment, this Ministry at least is trying to help the public recover and since the first war wasn't as bad as the second one, it's easier. The death of the Death Eaters went a long way in boosting the public morale. All the other followers have had trials and only Karkaroff and Snape are walking free," Hydrus said as he mentally went over the current news reports.
"Right now Muggle-born and -raised are doing okay, they have good jobs and aren't grossly discriminated against. That didn't start happening until Malfoy started throwing his money around. So we only have to keep an eye on what laws are being passed. If the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures goes the way it did last time, then there will be laws they'll be trying to pass through that we want to prevent," he explained, now going over the future history in his head. "Mostly restrictions on werewolves, Sirius can use the money and his proxy as Harry's magical guardian to help stop those. With both seats on the Wizengamot he should have the pull to get more allies."
Sirius groaned at the reminder, he had forgotten that being a Lord meant dealing with those old fogies on the Wizengamot, but he couldn't fault Hydrus's logic.
"Yes, but what can I do to help?" the werewolf questioned, bringing the immortal man's attention back to the present.
"Well, I'd like to be seen more in the Alley. Get a few more of mine and George's inventions in the shop. Get my lawyer to anonymously add some of the profits to the Weasley vault. So, Harry needs an adult to watch him. Tippy is great, but she is a house elf, Harry needs a human to interact with. Maybe take him to daycare and volunteer there?" Hydrus suggested.
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