Kapitel 224: C224 Founders Relics
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"My Lord, we've completed our mission." The lead man said with a bow as he handed over a pouch.
"How did the mission go?" Tom asks as he fishes into the bag and starts pulling out things one by one.
He told his followers to get the Slytherin Locket that once belonged to his mother along with anything else of value, so of course, his followers didn't disappoint.
One by one, Tom pulled out expensive-looking paintings, artifacts, books, etc. while everyone in the room watched closely.
"Everything went smoothly, My Lord. We couldn't get past her Manors wards, so we simply waited until she left the house and used the imperious curse to get everything without any needed bloodshed. Before we left, we made sure to wipe her memory of the entire day." the lead man explained as Tom starts piling all sorts of expensive items on Lady Rosier's coffee table.
"Good, and no one saw you?" Tom asks as he continues fishing into the bag.
"No, My Lord." The lead man shakes his head negatively. "Her Manor is in a secluded area. The nearest house is miles away. We also wore masks in order to hide our identities just in case."
Finally, Tom got to the bottom of the bag which held Hepzibah Smith's two most prized possessions, Helga Hufflepuff's cup, and Salazar Slytherin's locket.
When the Rosier family, except for Druella, saw Tom pull out the two Hogwarts artifacts one by one, their eyes grew wide and their mouths dropped open.
"Are those?" Lord Rosier asked, pointing at the two artifacts in Tom's hands.
"Yes, they are. The Cup must have been passed down in Hepzibah Smiths family somehow, but the Locket belonged to my birth mother." Tom says as he opens the locket with a hiss. "~Open~"
Inside the locker is a picture of his mother and father looking very smitten with one another.
Seeing the inside, Tom couldn't help but chuckle as he knows his father was not really smitten with his mother.
"What's so funny, Love?" Druella asks as she sits beside Tom and peaks to see inside the locket.
"Look..." Tom says as he tilts the locket for her to see. "...that is my birth mother and father. Don't they look like they're deeply in love?"
"Yeah, they do." Druella says with a small smile.
"Well, my father didn't really love my mother. He was potioned by my lonely mother and when he found out, he was so pissed. That's why I find this picture funny. I mean, look at that dumb face he's making. If that doesn't say 'I'm hopped up on potions' then I don't know what does." Tom says with a laugh.
"He does look a bit goofy, doesn't he?" Druella giggles a bit and rests her head on Tom's shoulder.
Snapping the locket shut, Tom looks over at his followers, who retrieved his family heirloom for him.
"Good job, everyone." As he says this, each follower stood straighter with their chests pushed outward. "As a reward for a job well done, you all can split the rest of the loot. I'll only take the cup and the locket."
Hearing their lord's kind offer, none of them would dare refuse it. Signs of greed began to shine in his follower's eyes as they looked over all of the stuff they stole.
Hepzibah Smith is very rich and everything they took is either extremely expensive or some priceless magical item, yet their lord is giving it to them without batting an eye.
Seeing those greedy expressions, Tom levitates all of the items, except the locket and cup, into the bag once again and says a few extra words.
"If you can't decide who gets what, find a way to compete for it, but don't kill or cripple each other, got it?" Tom says as he tosses the bag to the lead follower.
""Yes, Sir!"" They all say in unison as the lead man catches the bag with the utmost care.
"Good, you're all dismissed." Tom says with a wave of his hand.
Soon, the room was emptied and the only ones remaining were Tom and the Rosier family.
"Are you going to wear it?" Druella asks from her place leaning on Tom's shoulder.
"The locket?" Tom asks and Druella gives him a nod. "I don't know. Do you think I should wear it?"
"It belonged to your mother right? Do you want to wear something to remind you of her?" Druella asks, unsure of Tom's feelings towards his birth mother.
"Hmm, I wouldn't say I love her, but I do respect and feel thankful towards her." Tom says as he fiddled with the locket in his hand.
"Then you should wear it, but if you don't want to, that's fine. You could always find a place to display it in one of your many castles and manors." Druella says as a bit of jealousy slips into her voice at the end.
"Are you still jealous of my castles?" Tom asks with a laugh.
"Of course I am. Why do you get so many castles! I want one!" Druella stands from her seat and starts acting exaggerated about the whole thing.
Standing from his seat, Tom pulls Druella into his arms and held her tightly.
"When we're married, my castles will be your castles." Tom says jokingly.
"Oh, that doesn't sound so bad..." She says as they separate.
"Now, can you put this locket on for me?" Tom says as he holds it out for her to take.
With a smile on her face, Druella takes the locket and clasps it around his neck.
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