Just as the cruciatus curse hit Avery, the trigger in his body tripped and suddenly his body glowed red from inside, and the explosive mixture running through his veins detonated as it mixed with gunpowder once the stasis charm was removed. The instant explosion caught everyone off-guard and most of the Manor was blown to rubble. Everyone excluding Voldemort and Nagini were dead, the snake and the Dark Lord himself looking worse for wear. In an instant he had lost almost all of his loyal inner circle and most of his wizarding army. He'd have to now rely on the few giants and the werewolves. As he got out of the rubble a singed piece of parchment with a shabby scrawl dropped into his hands which read, "With Love, Harry Potter!" The bane of his existence had once again struck him where it hurt the most, thankfully Nagini was resistant to such attacks being a horcrux herself. He would end the war one way or another.