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That at least proves that the other party has a very high degree of proficiency in Occlumency - except for Bella, no Death Eater knows that Sean does not have the original Legilimency level.
It is known that the person who meets this condition is Snape... but after his return, Snape did not show up. It was probably Dumbledore's order. There is no need to doubt... and Snape has no reason to help.
French guy...
Sean glanced at everyone present and raised his brows slightly.
There are a lot of bastards, and among the bastards there are also bad guys with ulterior motives... Voldemort really failed in setting up this organization...
He looked at Regulus and Lucius who were half-kneeling: "I'll give you half a month, and then give me a satisfactory answer. Don't let me down. I'm already generous enough."
The two men breathed a sigh of relief and replied in unison: "Thank you for your kindness."
Sean waved his hand to signal them to return to their seats, and then began the usual gathering discussion.
The Death Eaters' conversations basically consisted of the same content. The main task was to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic, and the secondary task was to investigate those dark wizards who would never support the Dark Lord.
There are always all kinds of cold laughter and arrogant expressions in the conversation. Sean began to shake his head silently as he listened.
The plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic is quite well thought out, after all, little Barty's brain is quite good. As for the tasks that other people are responsible for - just hearing those plans makes people roll their eyes.
Simple, crude, without details, they often talk about the so-called "glory of pure bloods", but their IQ is really worrying. It is strange that this group of people can achieve anything if they don't have Voldemort's powerful magic power.
But Sean has no intention of helping them improve their plan. In his eyes, most of the Death Eaters here are cannon fodder that he can give up without hesitation.
When the party was coming to an end, a thin wizard sneered and said: "Dear Master, I was wondering if I could do something when old Barty Crouch ran for Minister of Magic."
Sean turned to look at the wizard with a cruel and violent face and licked his lips excitedly.
Evan Rozier, a dark wizard who joined the Death Eaters in his early days, came from the Rozier family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families. He was a cruel and cold-blooded guy.
When Sean obtained the Death Eater information, he had investigated and found that the British Rozier family seemed to be a branch of the French Rozier family. In other words, Evan Rozier and the vice-principal of Nurmengard
, Grindelwald’s confidant, Vita Rozier has a certain blood origin.
But he learned from Grindelwald that the Rozier families from two different countries had lost contact a long time ago. Only the family trees still had information about each other, and the French Rozier family was Grindelwald's fanatic.
Fans.
Sean raised his eyebrows and tilted his head with interest: "Tell me, Evan."
"Master, I have an idea. You will eventually come to this world, and the name of the Death Eaters will also be resounding. I think it is time to release some news about us first -"
"Go on." Sean's face was expressionless.
"During the ministerial election in July, the focus of the Ministry of Magic's work will inevitably be on the transfer of power between the new and old ministers. We can take advantage of this time to create an incident. On the one hand, we will let our Death Eaters appear in this world.
On the other hand, Old Batty's appointment is almost certain. A major murder occurred just after he took office. We can find two scapegoats and send them there, so that Old Batty can quickly win people's hearts and show off his abilities——
"
He looked at little Barty with a sinister smile: "Anyway, Barty will use the Imperius Curse to control his father. The higher the evaluation of old Barty, the more beneficial it will be for our future actions."
Sean narrowed his eyes and then looked at Barty: "Barty?"
Little Barty didn't have any dissatisfaction. Instead, he licked his lips excitedly: "Not a bad plan. Anyway, my stupid father values reputation the most. If we give him a reputation, he will definitely be happy, ha--"
It's really perverted to discuss with others how to deal with your own father...
Sean stroked the bird snake and asked calmly: "Where is the goal, Evan, you know, I don't like empty words, if you haven't even set a goal..."
"Of course, my master, I will not waste your precious time," Evan Rozier laughed nervously, "Ha--the Prewett family is a good choice."
"I feel ashamed that those two brothers, Gideon Prewett and Fabian Prewett, are among the Twenty-eight Saints with them. They have long forgotten the glory of pure blood, are close to Muggles, and
Those filthy mudbloods have a close relationship with each other, and even the bond between families is so - hey, they are not selective about what they eat."
Sean narrowed his eyes. Of course he knew the Prewett brothers, Mrs. Weasley's brother, Ron's uncle...
Evan continued: "Master, you may not have time to care about these little things. The Prewett family, their youngest daughter married the Weasley family, the cheapest and most shameless pure-blood family, except for knowing
Giving birth to a child is simply useless.”
The other Death Eaters also made disdainful sounds in unison.
"Master, when the time comes, I will take a few people with me and send the two Prewett brothers to the God of Death to report. This will not only help our plan, but also get rid of a dirty family, that despicable traitor to the pure-blood family.
"
Sean laughed: "Ha-ha-ha!"
The Death Eaters also laughed evilly along with him, and Evan Rozier laughed especially happily.
However, what they did not expect was that the first owner suddenly raised his wand, and Evan Rozier, who was originally laughing, suddenly started to tremble, and his harsh laughter turned into a shrill wail.
"Ah - ah -!" The scream made the living room suddenly become silent, and everyone looked in horror at Sean, who suddenly stopped laughing and had an impatient look on his face.
Evan's screams lasted for a while before they subsided. He was breathing hard on the floor, with panic and confusion in his eyes.
"Lord, master..." he shouted weakly.
Sean stood up slowly, stepped on Evan's head expressionlessly, and said word by word: "Stupid--stupid and hopeless."
He tapped the other person's slightly trembling back with his wand, and said disgustedly: "Evan, is this your plan?"
"Master, master, I don't know, I don't know where, where..."
Sean grabbed his hair and pulled his head up: "Evan, my close comrade-if you are not used to thinking with your own brain, then I can help you get rid of it..."
"No! No! Master, I was wrong! I, I..." Evan's eyes widened in horror, but he did not dare to make any resistance.
Sean snorted coldly, and then slammed the other person's head onto the floor, causing scarlet blood to spread.
He glanced coldly at the others, especially Barty, who had just agreed. It wasn't until the other party was trembling slightly that he spoke: "Very smart? Come on, Barty, tell me, this is an important moment in the ministerial election.
A murder has occurred in the wizarding world. At such a coincidental time, tell me, who will pay attention?"
Little Barty was stunned for a moment before he finally reacted.