The Opal Necklace soon underwent the same treatment as the bracelet.
Lucius turned away, refusing to look at the two objects that beckoned to him. He was a nobleman. Why would two pieces of women's jewelry interest him so much?
"Lucius." With a casual wave, Voldemort summoned a roll of parchment. He wrapped the bracelet and the Opal Necklace in it, then pushed the parcel toward Lucius. "Send this necklace to Severus."
Lucius froze. "Severus?"
"Yes. Tell him it's a 'gift' I prepared for him, one that will help him do his job." Voldemort's voice was cold. "Have him find a way to get it into Dumbledore's hands."
Lucius understood what Voldemort intended. "Yes, Master."
"As for the bracelet, get it to Scrimgeour. Find a way, whatever it takes."
"Yes, Master. I'll arrange it at once." Lucius nodded and hurried away.
The necklace and bracelet were only the beginning.
Dumbledore, that old fool, thought he could stop him?
Scrimgeour, that reckless idiot, thought he could become a hero?
I'll be the one laughing in the end!
He still had Will and Snape, spies on the inside. What did Dumbledore have?
When it came to intelligence, Dumbledore would lose utterly.
The Deathly Hallows would be his. Once he had them, even Scrimgeour, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald together would be powerless against him!
Voldemort reopened the study materials on Origin Spells, but his mind was no longer on them.
He rose and left the Hidden Chamber to try the Origin Spell version of Confringo.
Boom!
Soil flew and plants shattered. A neatly tended section of the garden lay in ruins.
People immediately rushed over from every corner of Malfoy Manor.
"An intruder!"
"Who has the nerve?!"
"Someone, get over here!"
Many Death Eaters were at Malfoy Manor, and they all converged on