HP: In The Magical World As a An Extra [ Chapter 130 ]

As Quirrell shook on the ground in spasms of pain and anguish, the spirit of Voldemort raged inside his mind. He was not angry, oh no, he was so much more than that. 

He was livid, that boy had dared to say such things about him, the greatest dark lord who ever lived. 

Oh, he would be sure to make him suffer once he returned, once he gained back his body, he would see his entire house brought crumbling down to the ground. 

First, he would kill Potter and then Black would follow, but not until he had taken his time to make him suffer for his words. 

Oh yes, he would make an example out of him. No one would ever dare to insult him again.

….

-Portraits talk-

Phineas Black was furious, and with good reason, having left his portrait in the headmasters office he knew he had to do something, tell someone about Albus' plans and intentions towards his house.

However, with his portrait at Grimmauld Place unavailable to him, that left him with only a few options. 

As a portrait he could naturally move to other portraits in the same building, he could try to find either Andromeda or Magnus via that method, however given the time he knew he wouldn't be able to do so as both would already be turning in for the night and he wouldn't be able to talk to them until the morning.

So with that he was left with only one course of action for the time being, and that was why he stepped through the doorway within his portrait that led to his third portrait that hung upon the interior walls of the Black family vault within Gringotts. 

While he may not have been a previous lord of his house, his achievements in life were enough for him to be recognized as being worthy to be given a place amongst them.

As soon as he had taken his seat in his portrait he called out, his voice booming and echoing loudly in the stone vault, "Orion, Walburga!" letting his voice carry to the other portraits upon the same wall.

This of course received cries of outrage and annoyance from the other portraits having been woken up by the yelling but were quickly silenced by a second and third voice yelling together "Enough!"

As the portraits fell silent Orion and Walburga appeared within their own portraits looking none the happier having been woken either but contained their irritation for the moment.

"Phineas," Orion greeted from his portrait, "why have you called us here, it must be urgent if you have come here from your portrait in the headmasters office." He inquired.

"Forgive me Lord Black, but I was left with little other option, given that I am unable to reach my portrait at Black manor." Phineas apologized with a bow of his head.

"With good reason," Walburga sniffed, "the current heir Black had your portrait removed, for concerns of where your true loyalties lay, he did not wish his comings and goings to be reported to your current replacement, something which I completely agree with."

Hearing that made Phineas pause in thought, realizing that Magnus had omitted the truth to how his portrait had been removed, though many would be angry at being suspected of such deeds. 

Phineas was not, more so he was actual impressed with the young Heir Black for taking such decisive actions. 

Even more so, now that he recalled the few encounters that the young Heir had been in with Albus.

With the knowledge that Magnus did not in fact trust Albus, he was starting to look at those encounters in a whole new perspective and light and could not help the slight smirk that came to his lips. 'Cleaver lad,' he thought to himself before clearing his throat.

"I see, his suspicions were not without grounds, but I can assure you Lady Black that I am still as I was in life, completely loyal to House Black, it is why I have come here rather than remain silent back in my portrait at Hogwarts." Phineas told them.

"While Heir Black's suspicions about myself were ill-founded, his suspicions about my current replacement are not, and I can confirm that Albus Dumbledore has ill intentions towards House Black."

Hearing Magnus' suspicions about Dumbledore confirmed, both Orion's and Walburga's eyes narrowed as they leaned forward in their paintings as the other portraits still awake did as well. 

Though they were all portraits, they all held the attributes and loyalties that they did in life, and one fact that every one of them held steadfast to was unshakable in them. 

All who would cross House Black would suffer, no one crossed House Black and lived.

When Orion spoke next, his voice was calm and collected, but the fire in his eyes spoke for his intentions towards any who would plot against them and theirs, "Tell. Us. Everything."

….

It was early the next morning when Magnus entered the great hall, having gotten up extra early that morning to get though his morning run and routine beforehand. 

The great hall was sparsely populated at this time, with only a few students being up and they were scattered at the various house tables, and only a couple of the professors were at the head table, Andromeda being one of them.

Making his way up through the hall Magnus arrived at the head table and went straight to Andromeda who looked wide awake. 

"Good morning nephew, something I can help you with?" she asked as he approached her.

"An inquiry and possible request," Magnus told her with a smile, "Harry asked me last night if it would be possible for him to come with us to the trial today, I told him I'd ask you if it was possible."