Chapter 971： Who put the Dark Mark?

Chapter 971: Who put the dark mark?

 Voldemort broke his promise.

 At least that's how Peter Pettigrew sees it.

Ever since Peter helped Voldemort regain his body, he has not seen anything that the other party had promised, and it was like farting.

Peter naturally did not dare to mention it in front of Voldemort unless he was desperate.

Especially after discovering that his situation was not very good, Peter became even more humble, hoping that Voldemort would not notice him.

 However, this is obviously impossible.

 Because he was accepted as a Death Eater again.

Although he was at the bottom and did not receive the treatment a Death Eater deserved, so much so that the Death Eaters looked down on him, he was still a Death Eater.

 The only benefit of this identity is probably that you no longer have to worry about being hunted down by Sirius and Lupine!

If possible, Peter Pettigrew actually wanted to return to a normal life, especially after resurrecting Voldemort. The cruel reality completely shattered his last vestige of fantasy.

 However, this is no longer possible.

 There is no regret medicine in this world!

A few days ago, the Dark Lord suddenly issued an order for Peter Pettigrew to hunt down the mudblood Albert Anderson.

Oh my God, this is a death mission.

What's more, Peter Pettigrew didn't know where the mudblood was at all. Even if he knew, he was no match for him. Even Barty Jr. was defeated by the other party through conspiracy, so what could he do?

 He is just Peter Pettigrew, nothing more.

Probably knowing Peter's level, the Dark Lord sent another Death Eater to help, and also brought many dark wizards recruited from Knockturn Alley, but there was still no sign of improvement.

What made Peter Pettigrew most angry was that the Dark Lord actually asked Selwyn to preside over this secret hunt for the Mudbloods, completely distrusting him.

What could a cruel, violent and rude fellow like Selwyn do?

To be honest, Peter Pettigrew really didn't understand what the Dark Lord wanted to do, and even thinking about it on his knees, he knew that with just this, he couldn't deal with that **** Mudblood.

Although Peter Pettigrew hated Snape, he still agreed with Snape's fair evaluation of the mudblood.

If you want to kill the other party, don't leave any chance to the other party, otherwise don't touch the other party easily, so as not to alert the enemy.

However, the arrogant Selwyn didn't think so. He broke into the other person's house rudely and found that no one was there. He almost set fire to the Mudblood's house and tortured the Mudblood's neighbor. , learned the cruel truth about their family immigrating to the United States after winning the lottery jackpot.

After learning that the mudblood had escaped, Peter Pettigrew couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but his accomplice Selwyn looked a little angry.

To be honest, it is a bit difficult to hunt down a wizard across the ocean. The most important thing is that the magic world in the United States is not very friendly to wizards, and foreign wizards need to be strictly controlled. In the past, it was easy to conflict and cause trouble. Necessary trouble.

 Before the Dark Lord is ready to reveal the news of his return, they cannot go too far, otherwise they may be exposed in advance and make the Dark Lord unhappy.

If the Dark Lord is unhappy, they will all be in trouble.

"what to do?"

 “How should I know?” Selwyn was irritated.

 Voldemort's order was to kill the Mudblood. If they couldn't even complete this simple task... they would definitely lose the Dark Lord's trust and may suffer torture.

"Perhaps, that mudblood is still in England." Peter said tentatively, "That guy just guessed that we were looking for him and hid. After all, he can prophesy."

"What should we do? And do you have any evidence?" Selwyn said impatiently, "Tell me your method."

Finally, Peter Pettigrew came up with a bad idea and asked a master divination to divine where to find Albert Anderson.

 If there is anyone who is best at finding people, it must be the master of prophecy.

Back then, Peter Pettigrew was arrested in Azkaban Prison like this. Even if no one could be found, a master of prophecy would definitely be able to quell the Dark Lord's anger. After all, even the most adept at finding people could not find a prophecy. Let alone them.

 The question now is where to find the master of prophecy?

 No matter where they are, masters of prophecy are always rare in number and respected. They rarely even hear others talk about masters of prophecy.

There seems to be a divination professor at Hogwarts, but they all know that he is a liar. In fact, there is also a divination professor in Knockturn Alley, but they are all a bunch of liars. If they could predict the future, they would not be so poor that they would live in Knockturn Alley. .

Selwyn had to ask his colleagues for help, and by the way, he looked up the British prophecy masters in the past two centuries one by one to see which prophecy master might not be dead yet.

Finally, they focused their attention on Cassandra Wabraski, the author of "Looking Through the Fog to See the Future". There is no doubt that wizards who dare to write divination books have more or less divination abilities, especially those who can As a teaching material for Hogwarts, Cassandra Vabras was definitely not a liar. It happened that Malfoy also recommended this old man who had lived for a century to Selwyn.

The two of them took a dozen dark wizards to visit the old man who had just lived a century.

However, Cassandra Vabras seemed to know that someone was looking for her, so she changed her residence directly, leaving the group of uninvited and unwelcome guests in vain.

When Selwyn planned to pry out the residence of the master of prophecy from the mouth of Cassandra Vabras's descendant. They happened to find the whereabouts of Cassandra Vabras and met the old master of prophecy along the way.

The old woman seemed to know their purpose of looking for her, and she simply agreed to perform divination for them.

Cassandra Vabras is not a **** like Albert. What she can see from the crystal ball is far from as easy as Albert's.

According to the divination results on the crystal ball, the person they are looking for will appear in a village in the past few days. That village is likely to be the village of Nicolas in France.

 This should be the statue of Mr. and Mrs. Flamel. I went there once when I was young.

At the end Cassandra saw the Dark Mark and thought they might have succeeded in killing their target, which made her a little sad.

It was hard to say whether the divination content was true or not, so after some discussion, the two decided to invite each other as a guest.

However, just as they were about to take each other away, they met Rufus Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, who also had an appointment with Cassandra Vabras, and his companions.

Fortunately, several dark wizards from Knockturn Alley acted as cover, and the identities of the two were not exposed, but they also failed to capture Cassandra Vabras, because the old woman seemed to have known that someone was going to kill her. Unfavorable, he prepared to take the opportunity to slip away, but was knocked unconscious by the stun spell.

Selwyn, after being reminded by Peter, did not kill Cassandra in the end, but temporarily erased her memory.

  There may be times when the Dark Lord needs to use the opponent's abilities, especially when the Order of the Phoenix is ​​suspected of having a famous fortune teller. Maybe they also need a fortune teller.

After getting rid of Scrimgeour, the two hurried to the French village of Nicolas after discussion, trying to ambush Albert Anderson who was about to appear.

However, several days passed and they didn't even see the figure of that person. This made them wonder if they were being tricked by the old woman again?

In order to appease the dark wizards who helped with the surveillance, Selwyn had to spend money out of his own pocket to give some benefits to those dark wizards who were willing to help.

 No good, who wants to waste time with you here?

Even if Voldemort's face is not good, why can't he hide if he can't afford to offend him?

Of course, if galleons are brought in every day, they will naturally be willing to spend time with them here. The longer the time, the happier they will be.

In a certain house in Nicholas Village, Peter and Selwyn were discussing countermeasures.

 Where do you think their houses came from?

Of course he borrowed it from someone. Peter was particularly good at finding people to borrow houses. Didn’t you see that even the owner of the house didn’t have any objections?

 This remote house has temporarily become their nest.

 “They don’t live here.”

Peter has turned into a mouse and wandered around the village several times. It is very certain that the mudblood does not live here.

“So, we were tricked by that old woman?” Selwyn looked very angry, as if he was considering finding an opportunity to kill the old woman.

"Probably not. She is willing to show up on her own initiative, so she shouldn't deceive us, otherwise we wouldn't be able to find her at all." Peter shook his head and reminded, "Prophetists are very evil, so just wait!"

Selwyn's face twitched, he couldn't help it, he was the one who left Galleon, so naturally the guy in front of him could stand there and say such sarcastic words.

He actually wanted to share the money equally with the guy in front of him, but Peter Pettigrew's pocket was cleaner than his face, and there was no galleons in it at all.

As for the wealth of Peter's family, there is nothing to say.

In order to complete the task, Selwyn finally nodded and reluctantly agreed to Peter's proposal. He did not want to give the impression of incompetence and incompetence in front of the Dark Lord.

While the two were discussing, there was a brief noise outside, and then the door to the room was knocked open. A dark wizard ran in panting and shouted at them: "It's not good, Black." The Dark Mark, someone used the Dark Mark above the village.”

At this moment, a huge skeleton made of green smoke floated in the sky above Nikola Village. A large python emerged from the skull's mouth, like a tongue.

The Dark Mark lit up the entire village like a terrifying neon sign. The residents of the village were gradually attracted by the mark in the sky. The faces of the wizards who knew the meaning of the mark suddenly changed, and the originally quiet village gradually became noisy.

“Who, what idiot used the Dark Mark here.”

Selwyn roared angrily, and he discovered that the Dark Mark was above their house.

"Only Death Eaters know how to use this spell. None of us can use it." A dark wizard reminded in a low voice, "I suggest that we better leave quickly, otherwise we will definitely get into big trouble."

Voldemort is not as notorious abroad as he is in Britain, but they still hear the Dark Lord's name.

Any wizard who can be called the Dark Lord is a dangerous existence, and Gellert Grindelwald is the best example.

 “Did you do it?”

Selwyn looked at Peter angrily. They were the only two who knew how to use the Dark Mark.

 If not him, then Peter.

"How is it possible? Are you crazy? I've been here all along." Peter's nose was almost crooked with anger. He seemed to have thought of something and his face suddenly turned pale. He murmured, "I know, I know, it must be that muddy guy." That guy has great powers and must know that we are here, he wants to kill us, he wants to kill us, that’s why the Dark Mark is above our house.”

 “Be alert and prepare to retreat.”

Selwyn's face was ugly. Although he wanted to kill the guy, his mind had not yet been filled with anger.

 No matter who did it, they had to leave Nicholas Village before the French Aurors could react.

 They cannot be exposed yet.

 Before leaving cautiously, Peter Pettigrew did not forget to remove the Dark Mark in the sky.

 …

 “How do you know how to recite this incantation?”

In Nico Flamel's house, Isobel looked at the Dark Mark above the sky through the window and couldn't help but ask.

“This is not a difficult spell, it’s just considered black magic because it’s the mark of a mysterious person.”

Albert gave an apologetic look to the Flamel couple, "Their people monitored this place, and I had to find a way to drive them away."

"Don't apologize, kid, it's not your fault." Nico comforted softly, "But it seems you are in trouble."

"Remember the mysterious man? He was the guy who was worried about the Sorcerer's Stone. He was resurrected a while ago." Albert explained helplessly.

"This is really bad news. I remember Albus had been working on it." Perenaar brought them snacks. "But it won't be easy, won't it."

"Yeah, it's not easy, but someone needs to stand up." Albert sighed.

“I thought you were going to leave them here.” Isobel said softly, looking at the disappearing Dark Mark.

"Forget it. It's okay to keep a group of novices. If we lose this wave, a more powerful group will come next time, which will be a problem." Of course, Albert also thought about keeping that group of people. He came down, but after repeated hesitation, he gave up and decided to insert a secret among these people.

With powerful magical power, Albert's Imperius Curse is not something that others can easily break away from. The guy doesn't even know who is controlling him.

As for the Dark Mark, it was naturally a spell that was fired into the sky by an unlucky guy who was controlled by him using the Imperius Curse.

Even if someone does discover it in the end, it doesn't matter, they have no evidence anyway.

 “Are you still planning to participate in the duel competition?” Nico asked gently.

 “It’s a bit risky,” Perenal said.

"I'm ready. If there is no other way, I will give up directly." Albert said without thinking.

 “That’s good, don’t force it.”

"By the way, I heard that you became the winner of the Triwizard Tournament. Do you mind sharing it with us? Dumbledore said it was a wonderful game." Nicolas Flamel asked Albert for his opinion with a smile. , he wanted to see Albert's abilities, and also have some fun for himself. Although he is old, he also likes some lively things.

"Oh, of course, no problem." Albert did not refuse. He was going to ask Mr. Nico if there was any way to store these memories and turn them into a book.

The Pensieve followed the guidance of the wand and flew to the table.

Albert took out his memory and put it into the pensieve. Under Nico's guidance, several people entered his memory and returned to the scene of the original confrontation with the fire dragon. They were near Albert and faced each other at close range. Fire dragon.

“This combat uniform is very cool, it must be made of fire dragon skin!” Nico Flamel commented as he looked at Albert’s clothes.

“Yes, it was an advertisement for Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, and they gave me a set of fire dragon costumes.” Albert explained, “Of course, it’s just not as gorgeous as this one.”

“Those guys have good taste.” Perenal said with a smile, “What a handsome young man. I’m looking forward to your wedding day.”

"It's not far away, and Professor Dumbledore has promised to come to the wedding." Albert told the two old people the good news, "The venue is chosen in France."

 “Are you going to be in France?”

"Yes, they have a manor over there, and Principal Dumbledore is here. I don't think anyone would be so ignorant as to disturb us." Albert said softly.

 (End of this chapter)