He then walked over to a window and pulled the cord from off its tie point that tied one of the curtains for it back, before then taking the other cord off the other curtain hanging on the other side. Then he walked back over.
Holding his wand, he incantless cast 'Portus!' on one, making sure it had the 'key charm' to the wards. He then bundled that one up and handed it to the auror. "That'll get the aurors able to get back in here with that as a portkey." Then he pulled the slip of parchment out of his pocket and handed it to the auror. "And that's the Secret to the Fidelius Charm that's currently over the property."
The auror accepted both and nodded.
"Again, you will make sure that Madam Bones is included in the group that comes back," he said. "Her, I trust. Connie Hammer, however, treated me quite rudely when we last met. I don't like her and don't trust her." The auror again nodded and muttered, "Yes, Sir."
Harry then handed the other curtain cord to the auror and asked, "Do you know how to create a portkey?"
"Yes, Sir," he replied. "All aurors do."
"Then hows-about you create a portkey to the DMLE, I'll cast the anti-porkey ward key onto it and you have all these folks taken there, first. From there, they can receive medical aid."
The auror nodded and, using his liberated wand, cast the portkey charm on the second cord. It saved Harry from using his portkey medallion Bones had given him. He then cast the 'key charm' to the anti-portkey ward upon it.
Then the auror flicked the cord out and said, "Alright, folks. Everyone take hold."
The three non-magicals had to be coaxed into doing it, but they did. "Wait!" said the muggle woman. Looking to Harry she asked, "Who are you? Please."
Harry smiled and calmly replied, "I am known as Lord Hardwin Peverell... at your service. Rescuer of damsels in distress, ice cream makers, snarky aurors and butt-ugly cart goblins."
A moment later and, as Griphook growled back, the auror activated the portkey and they were all gone.
Harry gave a firm nod at the spot and quietly said to himself, "Good. Next..."
He only had to think a moment before he gave a smirk and cast a new spell Remus had taught him only a couple of days earlier.
Raising his wand, he cast, "Mail Prongs!"
His stag Patronus leapt out of his wand and immediately turned about, waiting. Then, as it stood there, he concentrated on his message and drew it from his temple with the tip of his wand; before then flicking it into the head of the stag.
It immediately gave a short bow and shot off out through the closed main doors of the manor.
'Next.' He softly called, "Dobby!"
The little house elf appeared only a few moments later with a slight clap of displaced air.
Jumping up and down in joy, he cheered, "Master Harry! Master Ha―" before he suddenly stopped and looked around in shock.
"Yup. The so-called Malfoy manor, Dobs," said Harry. "Don't worry about it, though.
Bad old masters are dead."
"Truly?" asked the suddenly quite concerned elf.
"Truly," he smiled. "The only one still alive in here, besides myself, is: Madam Malfoy, who is unconscious up in her suites; the house elves Tippy, Slappy and... Hoggy; and me."
Dobby concentrated for a long moment before he said, "There be bad wizards at the gate tryings to get in."
Harry frowned and asked, "I know. The wards alerted me. What are their chances of doing that?"
Dobby grinned back and said, "They not even able to get to main wards yet. They not get in."
Harry chuckled slightly before he said, "Anyways... the reason I called you is so that you can tell Luna, Sirius and the others that I'm safe. You know where we are because you recognise the place. However, it's under a Fidelius so that's why you can't tell them. Alright?"
"Dobby knows," said the elf. "Dobby go tells them now?" "Yes, please. And tell them I'm waiting for the aurors to turn up here so I can give my statement and leave.
"Oh! And tell Sirius I claimed... this place... as Heir of Black under Prædātum, Spoils of War. The cast was successful, so he's got this place back to being owned by the House of Black."
Dobby nodded and said, "Dobby tells." Then he was gone with a slight pop.
At the Minister's Office, Bones was in a meeting with her Senior Undersecretary when a massive stag Patronus bounded into the room through a side wall. It hesitated a moment while looking at her before an equally ethereal voice said, "Minister, you might want to hurry your arse down to the DMLE bullpen. Very important and surprising news is in the offering."
Bones blinked once as the stag disappeared before she turned to an equally surprised Undersecretary. "Amos. We'll need to continue this discussion at a later time."
As she then rose, so did Amos Diggory.
"Yes, Minister," he replied.
Over at the Black Townhouse, Sirius had been pacing back and forth in the floo room while Luna sat on a couch reading a book for what, to him, felt like a great many hours. He was actually surprised it hadn't yet gone dark outside.
"He's still safe?" he demanded, not even looking at her.
"Yes, Sirius," she replied. Her tone, while polite, still reflected how many times she'd already been asked that same question within the past hour or so.
"Sorry," he muttered. Suddenly Dobby popped in, "Master Paddyfoots, Mistress Loona. Dobby bringses message from Master Harry Sir."
Sirius had already whirled on the elf and demanded, "Where is he? Is he safe? Is he alright?"
"Master Harry Sir be... be...," the elf tried before it had to pause and think. "Master Harry Sir be under Fid-ell-eee-us magic."
"A Fidelius Charm?" asked Sirius. "Of course. I should have realised. What can you tell me?"
"Master Harry Sir did kills the dark one, Master Harry Sir did," replied Dobby, excited. "Master Harry Sir did kills many Deathy Eaterers. Master Harry―"
"Stop!" commanded Sirius. "Master Harry killed He-Who?" "Yes, Master Paddyfoots, Sir," replied the elf. "Master Harry did kills the dark one and many of his Deathy Eaterers.
"Master Harry cast... cast... Pray-er-dah-tum charmies as Heir Black. Master Harry Sir says place he be now back to ownses by House Black."
"He's at... at... damn!" exclaimed Sirius. "That makes a whole lot of sense!
And Prædātum? Daaaamn!"
"Yes, Master Paddyfoots," said Dobby. "That be the place. Master Harry Sir now be waitings for auror-peoples to turns up. He wants to give statement. Then he comes home."
Sirius gave a huge sigh of relief before he finally collapsed into an armchair.
"I told you he was fine," said Luna.
"He killed him," said Sirius. "Yes; and the entirety of his Inner Circle," said Luna. "Oh, when Narcissa approaches you... hear her out, would you? The lady has been badly mistreated."
"Yeah, I'll hear her out," he growled.
"Sirius," she warned.
He rolled his eyes and grumped, "Fiiiine."
She smirked and said, "You are not Harry. Don't try to copy him."
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