In which the untold story of Walburga Black unfolds.
She was a witch before she was a wife, mother, and cruel woman.
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"You failed as a mother; I failed as a son. Can you sit here truthfully, and say you love me? Look in my eyes, and say that you...
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The news of the first "Staking" spread like wildfire among the wizarding community. Ares Carrow's face adorned the cover of every Daily Prophet only hours after his family informed the Ministry of the tragic incident.
Damien Krafft quickly stole attention away from the pureblood families that were being investigated.
Being a part of Grindelwald's inner circle known as the Acolytes; there were only three that Grindelwald trusted with everything.
The first is Damien Krafft; a tall stocky man with a thick Scottish accent and a beard. The second Malachai Macduff; his secret weapon, was an unregistered animagus. The third and most dangerous among the three was Draven Nagel; if Krafft had a temper and Macduff had the strength, Nagel had the madness.
Together the trio would spread fear among the wizarding community targeting anything and anyone.
As soon as the ministry had been informed of the murder of the young Carrow boy, groups of Aurors had been sent out in search of the acolytes.
That very morning, Irma Black was given both the prophet and morning tea by the house elves.
Seeing Ares Carrow's moving face on the cover her eyes moved to read the big font 'DEATH ON PUREBLOODS DOORSTEPS' - 'The first death; The Carrow family known for what is rumored to be their affiliation with Gellert Grindelwald attacked by his inner group.
Irma's fingers tightened around the newspaper, her eyes narrowing as she absorbed the details of what they called the 'stakings'. As she sipped her tea, she pondered the implications of Ares Carrow's tragic fate.
The headlines painted a vivid picture of the dangers that lurked for those associated with Grindelwald's cause. The men; the trio that were being hunted, she had met one of them not so long ago.
