In Malfoy Manor, wizards dressed in black robes and masks gathered in the hall again.
Sean, who was sitting at the front, gently stroked Bird Snake's cold and smooth body. He lowered his head slightly and said nothing.
No one among the Death Eaters in the audience dared to speak out. They all knew that the moody Dark Lord had just lost one of his most trusted servants.
In the frightening atmosphere, Sean stroked the bird snake for a while, then gently let it go and let it swim to the long table.
In fact, the bird snake is not a kind of snake at all, and it is impossible to communicate with it in Parseltongue. The tacit understanding between Sean and the bird snake Najia comes from the long time together. Najia's IQ can make it easy for him to understand Sean.
the intention,
The scales glowing with metallic luster slid across the spotless luxurious long table. The light in the room shone on the scales of the bird and snake, and the slightly dazzling light stimulated every Death Eater at the long table.
The body of the bird snake is slowly expanding. It does not look as scary as snakes are born with, but has a dreamlike beauty.
But all the Death Eaters knew that as long as the man in the first place softly uttered a syllable, the beautiful creature in front of him would wrap the target around and squeeze it into a pile of meat paste.
The bird snake climbed to the end of the table, flicked its tail, and its body expanded again, and then surrounded the entire long table and the people sitting next to it.
The atmosphere became even more terrifying.
Sean tapped his fingers on the edge of the long table a few times: "Okay, my friends, doesn't anyone want to say something to me?"
Little Barty glanced around at the others coldly. He stood up and looked at Sean: "Master, there is a traitor among us..."
As soon as the word 'traitor' appeared, the Death Eaters all looked at their companions around them in horror and anger. In this non-cohesive organization, everyone might betray them.
Sean nodded casually: "Barty, at least you have been thinking, which is good... Come on, explain it to these idiots around you."
Barty smiled cruelly: "The reason why the Lestrange brothers were arrested was that they tortured several Muggles to death many years ago. That matter was not exposed at the time, and the Ministry of Magic did not catch their flaws -
It was brought up again after so many years, ha, could it be that the Lestrange brothers reported themselves?"
Sean stood up slowly. He walked to the table and paced slowly behind everyone's seats.
"Look, look at my loyal friends, the expressions on each of your faces are so angry. Can I understand that no one here has betrayed me?"
No one answered.
Sean walked behind a big man with a ferocious and dull face, who was the same height as Sean even when he was sitting.
"Coban? What do you think?" Sean gently patted Coban Yaxley on the head.
The big man like a brown bear shrunk his body and lowered his head timidly so that his master's arms wouldn't have to work so hard to lift it.
"Great Master, my loyalty to you will never change..." he said tremblingly.
"It's not getting worse..." The thought came from Dave, the winged demon in the inner pocket of the robe, who was helping Sean stare into the looking glass.
There are very few Death Eaters who dare to betray, and a large part of the reason for this is due to Voldemort's extremely advanced level of Legilimency. Sean naturally does not have such strength. He originally considered using the high-precision speculum he got from the lottery to identify, but
At the first party, he discovered that the looking glass would light up and spin when facing everyone present.
He didn't understand how the looking glass worked, so he finally gave up on the idea.
But after several gatherings, especially after he punished several Death Eaters, Looking Glass finally stopped treating these people equally.
For example, when Sean is close to Barty Crouch Jr., the looking glass almost stops spinning, and when he is close to Bella, it stops spinning completely. The same is true when he is close to the Malfoy family.
Sean understood some of the reasons. The Death Eaters present recognized Sean. Sean and Voldemort were already equal in their eyes, so the evil thoughts in their hearts had been restrained.
The extent of the shiny rotation can prove the person's loyalty to Voldemort.
Sean just turned around on the right side, and everyone more or less caused the looking glass to sound the alarm. This is actually a normal situation. After all, Voldemort relies on personal warriors to suppress members.
The only exception is Regulus on his side. The looking glass is spinning wildly, enough to imagine that he is against Sean - no, to be precise, against Voldemort. Regulus will be harmful to Voldemort.
This was expected by Sean, but he was not sure which side Regulus was a spy on. He had wanted to ask Professor Dumbledore before, but he never found him when he went back and forth through the disappearing cabinet.
I can only let it go.
It would make sense if Regulus was a spy for the Wizards United Guards. He had previously been responsible for connecting with the French side and had access to those people.
But this involves Regulus himself.
In the original plot line, Regulus did not remain loyal to Voldemort for a long time. It only took him a few years to see through Voldemort's true face, and then bravely died with a Horcrux.
Now, the situation has changed greatly...
After thinking about it, Sean decided not to move Regulus yet. Under the current circumstances, it was more important to catch the other spies.
He passed over the shivering Cobain Yaxley and walked behind the next person.
As soon as Sean got closer, Dave's thoughts came to him: "The looking glass is rotating at high speed, and it's very bright!"
Caught... Sean squinted his eyes and looked at the wizard in front of him.
Evan Rozier, one of the core members of the early Death Eater team, a member of the Rozier family, has a certain relationship with Vita Rozier. Last time he proposed to attack Ron's two
The uncles are the Prewett brothers.
Tsk, there is indeed a problem... Sean raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
The other party is eager to expose the Death Eaters to the sun...
Sean patted Evan Rozier's back gently. He didn't rush to do it, and walked away under the trembling eyes of the other party.
After walking around, he found that most of the Death Eaters were as he expected. They were afraid of Voldemort and had small thoughts in their minds but they had not yet turned into actual actions.
Sean memorized a few names that the looking glass warned too strongly. He raised his head, glanced at Regulus, and then waved to little Barty.
"Master." Little Barty came closer.
Sean pressed his Dark Mark and then leaned back comfortably.
Little Barty received the message instantly. He lowered his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and hid the cruel smile on his face.
He straightened up and looked at the Death Eaters, stretched out his hand and nodded a few people: "You, you, you, and you, come with me. The master has assigned me a temporary mission."
The people whose names were called looked at each other uneasily, and finally stood up and followed little Barty outside.
When they walked out, Sean turned to look at Regulus comfortably: "My friend, are you having a good time recently?"
The other party lowered his head: "Master, it is my greatest joy that you can come back."
A dazzling green light lit up outside the window. The remaining Death Eaters looked at the window in horror and then immediately turned around and lowered their heads.
Sean smiled cordially: "That sounds really happy... Regulus, tell me, how should we deal with the betrayer."
A trace of fear flashed across Regulus's lowered eyes, but he just lowered his head lower and said calmly and coldly: "Of course we must punish him with the most severe means."
Sean smiled and clapped his hands, and the crisp applause echoed in everyone's ears: "That's right."
The door was pushed open again, and the people who walked out had cold eyes. They dragged a broken and twisted body in, and then threw each other away like trash.
Evan Rozier lay in front of everyone like a torn sack.
He died and lost all his voice.
Sean smiled nervously, and clapped his hands slowly while looking at Malfoy: "Lucius, don't you express your gratitude to me? In order not to dirty the beautiful hall of your house, I even asked someone to
Take him outside."
Lucius looked at the dead Evan Rozier, and he immediately nodded: "Thank you, Master."
Sean sneered, mainly because he didn't prepare too much in advance. If he couldn't burn Evan Rozier to death like the first time, then he would be suspected again.
But fortunately, little Barty is loyal enough to him and smart enough. Of course he can understand his master's unwillingness to do anything.
Sean carefully stepped over Evan Rozier's body, his body slowly turned into black smoke, and then left his last words.
"I will solve Bella's matter. No one is allowed to act rashly and continue the task at hand before receiving my order."
"yes!"
The Death Eaters all bowed to greet their master.
Sean, who turned into black smoke, quickly lost his trace in the night sky. After making sure that no one was following him, he was exposed on a small hillside.
Grindelwald's figure slowly emerged, with a smile on his face: "Is it done?"
"Um."
Grindelwald glanced at him, and then smiled even more happily: "The magic power fluctuates very little, so you didn't do it yourself?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very good, very good. You are beginning to understand what I have taught you. Using the power available to you, many things can achieve the same effect without our own hands."
Sean shrugged: "It won't work if I try it myself. I'm only in my second year."
"It's only a matter of time that you grow to where I am now, and I'm not as powerful as you think." Grindelwald smiled and suddenly said this.
He stood on the top of the slope and looked up at the moonlight. The picture reached Sean's eyes, and he suddenly felt a sense of desolation.
Not that powerful... Sean chewed on the meaning of this sentence. He stood next to the other party and said: "Sir, you seem to be very... uh, uh..."
He thought about it for a long time but couldn't find a good adjective. Instead, Grindelwald smiled and took over the topic without caring: "Sentimental?"
"That's not true... I just feel like you're not in a high mood." Sean touched his head.
"As I get older, I see more and sigh more." Grindelwald said with a smile.
Sean turned his head to look at the smiling old man, and suddenly felt a sense of trance.
When he first met the other party through the disappearing cabinet, he was still afraid of him, and the other party obviously did not live up to his expectations. Although he did not hurt Sean, his various attitudes showed his disregard for Sean.
And after such a long time, especially the recent interaction between the two of them in Nurmengard, he taught himself magic, taught himself how to see through people's hearts, and taught himself how to behave. Unknowingly, the two of them had become familiar with each other a lot - although he didn't know how to do it.
When he likes, he will still use magic to block Sean's mouth, but the meaning behind his actions is completely different.
Sean suddenly discovered that from fear to admiration, Grindelwald was now a trustworthy commander in his eyes.
This old man's personal charm is really enough... Sean habitually cursed, and then sat down on the ground.
"Teacher," he changed his title, "maybe you can talk to me?"
The change of title made Grindelwald raise his eyebrows slightly. He shook his head in amusement, and then kicked Sean on the butt: "You are getting better and better at pushing the envelope."
Sean rubbed his butt without any image and said nonchalantly: "You taught me well."
Grindelwald now proudly twirled his short beard: "This is the truth."
Super narcissist... Sean rolled his eyes and continued: "Teacher, actually I have never known what kind of role I am in your eyes. Do you regard me as a key figure in the prophecy? Or maybe it is?
A tool in your duel with Professor Dumbledore? Or, the successor to your ideals and ambitions?"
Grindelwald narrowed his eyes slightly, but he still smiled wantonly and wildly.
Sean did not look back and continued: "But this does not affect my attitude towards you. Although it seems quite stinky for a second-year student to say this to the most powerful wizard in history, I do regard you as worthy
A trusted elder. So I think if you have any ideas, maybe you can tell me."
Grindelwald stood next to Sean. He was silent for a moment and then said in his unique impudent and magnetic tone: "The most powerful wizard in history... I'm sure you little guy must secretly add it in your heart."
I'm one of them, ha, but you're still pretty good at flattering me."
"Life forces you to understand." Sean hugged his legs and said with a smile.
Grindelwald laughed loudly, looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "Sean, do you know what my ideal is?"
"Free wizards and let them live in the sun, and Muggles should become slaves - but I must say, I don't agree with the last sentence."
"What's the use if you don't agree?" Grindelwald choked him first, and then laughed again, "At first, I thought of a way to detonate the bomb in your body early and let the guilt come to clean the world. Maybe it would be a good idea.