"Do you take me for a fool, sister? This is mother’s betrothal bracelet. I would recognise it anywhere. And last I heard, you were the one to inherit it. How did a Mudblood get the chance to sully it with her disgusting hands? Have your security wards been so lax that someone like her can just stroll into the manor?"  Bellatrix was seething now, the crazy sheen in her gaze fuelled by insanity.