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without alerting him, but I doubt many others within several thousand miles<br />
could have. They butchered my elves. They desecrated my family shrine. I did<br />
not torture him, or even torment him, but yes, I killed him. Such was my right,<br />
under the law."<br />
"True," Dumbledore admitted reluctantly.<br />
"I shall be shifting through his memories. Magical human potion ingredients<br />
being rare, expensive, and illegal, I thought you might have some use for them,"<br />
Russell stated.<br />
"True," Snape agreed. He often had to use less effective Muggle potion samples.<br />
"I would like to send his effects, and his face, to his Master," Russell said.<br />
"That might give you a bit of satisfaction, but it would merely raise their desire<br />
to get a hold on you," Dumbledore pointed out.<br />
"Not even you could have pulled these memories from him," Russell said. "If we<br />
send proof of death, they won't think we learned anything from him. It might<br />
also come as a shock to one or two that they won't just be sent to a<br />
dementorless Azkaban until they can be rescued. They can be killed, too."<br />
Dumbledore thought about that. When he still said nothing, Snape asked, "Who<br />
would you send it to?"<br />
"I'm not certain," Russell admitted.<br />
"Send it to Narcissa Malfoy," Dumbledore suddenly said in a harder voice than<br />
either man had ever heard him use, "With no message other than it be turned<br />
over to her husband's master."<br />
"Why her?" Snape demanded. Then he remembered why. "Never mind."<br />
Narcissa Malfoy had suborned her cousin's house elf, leading to Black's death<br />
and Potter's anguish. This was Dumbledore's way of reminding the spoiled<br />
Narcissa Malfoy that she would not be forgotten. If Draco was present, it might<br />
also scare the boy straight.<br />
Snape was very worried about Draco.<br />
Russell was now addressing his Headmaster and leader. "I have one remaining<br />
elf. She will be splitting her time between her usual assignment, my manor, and<br />
here, with your permission. I would not like her caught as the others were."<br />
"Agreed."<br />
"If you will excuse me, I have been awake seventy-five hours. I believe the<br />
potions allowing me to do so will be giving out soon, and I'd like to shower and<br />
eat before they do."