Now that took guts. An outrageous amount of guts!
Did the Gaunt Family even have any descendants left?
Of course they did. Unfortunately, few people knew about Voldemort's connection to the Gaunt Family.
Voldemort had fallen a little too quickly. Otherwise, Isaac would have loved to see how the mighty Voldemort, whose very name could silence a crying child in the wizarding world, would react.
Someone was eyeing the property on his mother's side of the family. What sort of expression would the noseless Voldemort make?
Isaac had wanted to shoot the breeze with Sirius Black and Lupin a little longer, but Jerry had discovered something new.
"Lockhart found the entrance to the Gaunt Shack. Looks like he's planning to go inside?"
Everyone immediately moved forward, keeping close enough to observe Lockhart without getting too near.
Along the way, the Deposit Guarantee Office team had already gotten a good read on Lockhart's "capabilities."
They were frankly absurd.
Outside the field of memory magic, Lockhart really did act like a Muggle.
While they were following him earlier, one team member had deliberately cast a shoddy Disillusionment Charm and flown his broom close to Lockhart's taxi. Lockhart hadn't noticed a thing.
They were all former elite Aurors and Hit Wizards. They could tell whether Lockhart had spotted them or was lying.
Even if Isaac's group stood right beside Lockhart, he might not notice them as long as they had Disillusionment Charms on.
The reason they kept their distance was that they were wary of the Gaunt Shack.
The pure-blood families might all be eyeing the Gaunt Family's inheritance hungrily now.
But the Gaunt Family had once been wealthy, after all, and they were direct descendants of Slytherin.
Surely their ancestral home had some last-resort defenses?
What if Lockhart accidentally activated a deadly