Paint it, Black

After the Murder spree and the subsequent raid, I had to act quickly before it was too late. Chances are, Voldemort already knows of the deaths of his followers, because of the dark mark.

So I had a small window to act on. I tracked down a magical family retreat, where Druella Black nee Rosier, Pollux Black, Walburga Black, Orion Black, Arcturus Black, Regulus Black, Bellatrix and Rudolphus Lestrange were all booked for an apparent bed and breakfast. This was a hotel, where the guests were provided with less than legal services which could be punished with Dementor's Kiss at the very least.

It was an apparent Black family drug fest, the magical way! It seems, even villains need a vacation from their exhausting debauchery!

Lucius was absent, and apparently Regulus has yet to die in the cave, and turn against his master, so he was also here. I decided to make a play for the family. No time like the present!

There was a portrait session, where the family had a moving portrait made for austerity. I decided to 'replace' the photographer. The portrait was scheduled to be made at the Art Room, where they would pose in front of the fireplace.

I suggested a more scenic photograph in front of the fountain in the garden. It was a beautiful marble fountain, and I explained that it would have looked supremely contrasting with the Black family features of Black hair and Grey eyes.

Having heard that suggestion, they agreed to move there for the session, which was to be held after the late lunch.

The entire "hotel" was filled with serving staff who were the squibs from the dark families, some wizards with shady dealings, and a lot of Imperiused slaves serving at the guests' pleasure. This was apparently a personalised space, filled wit all types of degenerates as clients paying top cent for their illegal hobbies.

I disguised myself, first as the photographer, and found a way in. I then, used the serving staff's uniform and used Legilimency on a squib to find who the high ranking employees in this establishment were.

I used the service area to garrote a few employees and vacate the outside premise. This way, there would be no distractions when I went for the kill.

I used the disguise of the Concierge, to call all the on-duty security staff. I maneuvered through them cleanly, and slaughtered them all one by one. All corpses were either stuffed in a nearby hotel room (and either promptly burner or disposed off), or thrown down the garbage chute.

Immediately to the right, was the Public Bathing Area, where Hot steam baths, Sauna and massages were provided along with the attached Happy Endings of course.

I used the Sauna and the Bathing Pools as my hunting grounds, and zapped a lot of unsuspecting clients. To avoid leaving evidences, I slit their throats one by one, using rubber gloves to prevent shocking myself.

I finished off the staff, while I knew the Lunch was provided in the Banquet hall which had a bar attached to the lounge room.

I knew a lot of high profile targets would appear there. And decided to not engage anyone, otherwise I would spook my mark.

I waited for the lunch to proceed, and even grabbed a few bites myself. I was famished for the hard-work after all.

I had raked up quite a kill today, and apparently, I had put the hotel out of business, by slaughtering the entire staff on-duty. I was done with the final part of the preparation, a vibrating runestone placed in the fountain over a cup, and a landmine in front of it, which was my killzone.

The vibrating runestone was a strong vibrating stone that would splash water from the fountain towards the people standing in front.

This would act as a distraction for the Landmine to activate. The Landmine was a Soviet landmine, used in the Berlin Wall.

I had tested the blast radius, and it was approximately fifteen to twenty feet in diameter, without the explosion shaped projectile. I had layered a lot of nails and ball bearings around the shape charge of the landmine, to increase blast impact. When I tried with the modified Landmine, the shrapnel sprayed to about thirty feet in diameter, with secondary damage upto forty feet. This was most ideal!

When I heard a 'nail on a chalkboard' shriek, "Where is the blasted photographer? How dare he keep us waiting?"

I was smiling ear to ear as I replied, "I am here Madam. Kindly allow me to lead you to the fountain, where I will immortalize your and your family's pristine beauty!"