Chapter 976： Unreliable assassination

 Chapter 976 Unreliable Assassination

 “Still can’t find anyone?”

Lucius Malfoy's voice was cold, and his eyes were filled with unconcealed anger. He stared coldly at Peter Pettigrew, wishing he could just pull out his wand and teach the loser in front of him a lesson.

Peter Pettigrew was so useless that he couldn't even find anyone.

"You really can't blame me for this." Peter Pettigrew was still trying to defend himself. "Reporters from the Spanish Ministry of Magic wanted to interview him, but no one knew where his temporary destination was. Moreover, we just arrived here and the time was too short. Well, those methods of tracing people you mentioned don’t work at all.”

Peter has been busy for a long time. It is really not his problem that he cannot find the mudblood's residence!

 “…waste!”

Lucius Malfoy was so angry that he gritted his teeth, pointed his wand at Peter tremblingly, and accidentally fired a spark that scorched Peter's clothes.

"It's really not our problem. The plan was so rushed that we didn't even understand the current situation, let alone make a plan." Selwyn also tried hard to defend himself. He didn't want to take the blame at all.

Lucius Malfoy's inability to complete the Dark Lord's mission does not mean that it was not that the two of them were useless before, but that the enemy was too difficult to deal with.

 “The language barrier is also a big problem.” Peter Pettigrew muttered quietly.

The best way at the moment is to find the place where the mudblood temporarily lives, and then sneak someone into the other party's temporary residence, kill him in the temporary residence, and then leave Spain with a pat on the back, and the mission is over.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is undoubtedly the best method that can be thought of at present, but... the problem now is that they can never find the temporary residence of the mudblood, and no one knows where he lives.

 If the simplest and most effective method doesn't work, then you have to find another way.

According to the thinking, since we can’t find where Albert is hiding, we can only ambush him at the competition site. As long as Albert plans to continue participating in the International Wizarding Duel Competition, he will eventually show up at the competition. As long as he shows up, their chance will come.

 It's just that there are many Aurors responsible for maintaining order at the duel competition. It is a bit difficult to assassinate a contestant.

 Unless...there is a fatal suicide attack.

 However, they have no idea when Albert will appear, and the players will not have much contact with the audience, so the probability of success of this so-called assassination plan is still low.

"I think we should ambush him on the day of the final." Peter Pettigrew suggested: "We will have more time to make arrangements..."

"What if that mudblood loses the game, or simply stops participating in the game on the third day?" Lucius Malfoy asked, "Didn't you listen to Severus? Dumbledore could persuade him at any time. He gave up and continued playing.”

  Malfoy didn't know Albert, and the wizards who dared to participate in the International Wizarding Duel Competition were not weak, not to mention that there was Dumbledore. He felt that the mudblood had a high probability of being persuaded by Dumbledore.

That old man is really good at persuading others.

 “I don’t think he’ll lose,” Peter Pettigrew muttered under his breath.

Although he is unwilling to admit it, Peter Pettigrew believes that Albert has a chance to win the duel competition. Even if the opponent uses conspiracy methods to defeat Barty Jr., a guy who can subdue a fire dragon alone will not be a weakling in any case.

 At least, Peter Pettigrew believed that no one in their group could do this alone. It was hard to say whether they had that kind of courage.

"We need more help." Selwyn suddenly suggested, "Spain is too unfamiliar to us. We need to contact the local dark wizards to see if we can recruit them. Maybe they will be interested in the Dark Lord. Interested. Or, let them serve us and hire them with some galleons when necessary."

"You should handle this matter. It's best to get it done within half an hour." Lucius Malfoy stared at Selwyn for a while, and finally agreed to his plan. "It's best to find a helper who can speak English and can help We save a lot of trouble, you can give him 50 Galleons a day instead of 100 Galleons."

 Malfoy suspected that Selwyn had actually found someone and just wanted to get some funds from him. He didn't really care.

They had just arrived in Spain and had no time to collect intelligence. They were blind now, so he simply agreed with Selwyn to find local snakes to cooperate and threw out a "heavy sum of money."

As long as the other party is worth the price, Malfoy doesn't mind the Galleons. The Galleons that can help them complete the task are nothing.

good for everyone.

 If it’s not worth it, just let the other person evaporate.

 In fact, Lucius Malfoy also wanted to pay for a bounty on Albert's head on the black market, but he felt that this approach was not very reliable, at least he did not see the possibility of success in the short term.

"I say, don't go to all the trouble, find a way to sneak into the stadium, and then find an opportunity to use Avada Kedavra on that mudblood." Peter suggested before Selwyn left.

 Simple proposal.

 As for the failure of the plan?

 Malfoy is responsible for this matter. What does it have to do with them if it fails?

 At most, it’s just a little punishment.

Selwyn and Peter actually don't want to continue to cause trouble for Albert, because various deeds show that the guy is more difficult than expected.

 “Who is going to assassinate him, you go?”

Lucius Malfoy saw through the little thoughts of the two people at a glance, and sneered, "What about the tickets? I asked someone just now, and all the tickets were sold out. Even if I want to find someone to buy them, the price is not cheap, and It’s hard to say whether we can find a front-row seat.”

This bad idea has no chance of success. It will only expose their purpose and frighten the enemy.

 In other words, they don’t expect to succeed at all.

“We can let those dark wizards assassinate him, and we can give him a sum of Galleons.” Peter said without thinking: “At that time, we will help create chaos and let the guy use the portkey to escape.”

"Creating chaos, that's what you said!" Malfoy's facial expression was almost distorted. He had inquired about it. The annual International Wizarding Duel Competition is very tightly guarded, and there are also a large number of Aurors patrolling, wanting to create chaos. It's not that easy.

These guys take it too much for granted!

Furthermore, this opportunity only comes once, and once it fails, it will never happen again.

Lucius Malfoy suddenly understood how Selwyn and Peter Pettigrew had failed before.

 “It’ll be damned if this works.”

 “What can you do?”

 Selwyn and Peter Pettigrew both looked at Malfoy and stopped expressing their opinions.

"Wait for the news first. If we are lucky enough, Avery may be able to bring us good news, and we need more help to find your local snake." Malfoy was very irritated, and each of these guys was getting more and more help. Not reliable yet.

Avery was also unreliable and did not bring them any good news.

On the other hand, the guys Selwyn paid were more reliable, as they revealed where the other contestants and spectators lived: Barnabus Bar.

Well, it has never been a secret for wizards who have settled in Spain. Foreign customers like to stay in Barnabus Bar because it is clean and safe.

“If we disguise ourselves as contestants and sneak in, we may not be able to meet that mudblood.” Avery disagrees with this unreliable approach, “Besides, I doubt we can defeat each other in a duel.”

 He heard about the deeds of Barty Crouch Jr. from Snape.

"What I mean is that we can use the Imperius Curse to control them and let them use Avada Kedavra on the mudblood. Although the chance of failure is also high, at least... we can kill him. Our mission is to kill him anyway. That Mudblood." Goyle's advice was equally unreliable. In fact, if Malfoy hadn't asked him to share his advice, he wouldn't have wanted to speak at all.

"We can go together. Anyway, it doesn't seem strange if a dark wizard suddenly kills someone." Crabbe also felt that it was best to keep the plan simple so that there would be no accidents.

 As long as they kill the mudblood, it doesn't matter what the process is. As long as the person being sacrificed is not themselves, they can accept it.

"We'd better make more preparations." Malfoy agreed, "But I think the Imperius Curse is very unreliable. Generally, the wizards who can participate in the duel competition are not weak, especially those dark wizards who want to control In the words of a dark wizard..."

 After everyone's discussion, the assassination plan was finally decided, mainly because time was running out.

At this moment, Lucius Malfoy felt that he must be crazy for agreeing to such an unreliable plan.

 A group of people went to Barnabus Bar in batches to look for targets.

 The plan was very unsuccessful. It can only be said that none of the dark wizards who dare to participate in the duel competition are simple things, at least they are good at saving lives.

When Malfoy's group broke into the room and tried to subdue each other, a scuffle broke out. A big hole was blown out of the wall of the guest room, and there was a lot of noise. Two people on Malfoy's side were hit. Unfortunately, in the end he could only escape in embarrassment before others gathered around him.

However, the strangest thing is that the plan did not completely fail.

 Peter Pettigrew took advantage of everyone's attention being attracted by the chaos caused by Malfoy and others, and secretly controlled a contestant.

 It can only be said that Peter Pettigrew has done a lot of this kind of thing in recent years.

Although he is not a dark wizard, he is at least better than nothing.

 It can be regarded as a success in saving the last bit of face.

"I think this guy is resisting my Imperius Curse." Peter Pettigrew stared at the middle-aged wizard in front of him and reminded his companions, "We can't let him compete like this, otherwise the plan will be 80%..."

Peter didn't say the rest, but the meaning was obvious. It was best to find someone to disguise himself as him and go in to sneak attack Anderson. "

 “No one wants to take risks,” Malfoy sneered: “Otherwise, you go.”

"You can put a reward in Galleons, and you can also ask him to carry the portkey. After success, he can use the portkey at a predetermined time to escape." Peter gave Malfoy an idea, but he couldn't take the risk anyway.

This is the method that Barty Crouch Jr. came up with. It is said that this is how Potter slipped away from the eyes of the Dark Lord. The success rate is obviously not low.

Finally, there was a greedy fool who was willing to take the risk to assassinate the mudblood, but he offered a high price of five thousand galleons for his life, and he had to take half of it first.

The price was finally reduced to three thousand Galleons by Malfoy. After all, he had to risk his life. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, the chance of successfully getting the money was not high. "

Of course, compared to the price paid by the Dark Lord to buy the giant, three thousand Galleons is considered very cheap, at least the probability of success of the plan is not low.

 …

At the same time, members of the Order of the Phoenix were also taking action. They received news from Snape not long ago and rushed to Spain to try to prevent the Death Eaters from murdering Albert.

 With Dumbledore's help, the Order of the Phoenix was lucky enough to get three tickets.

 “Is Mr. Anderson really not going to give up?”

Kingsley's face was gloomy. He didn't understand why Albert was so stubborn. Didn't his life matter?

"He told us not to worry. He said he predicted that he would win the duel competition." Lupine gave a wry smile to the other people in the room.

"I don't think we need to worry about him at all. By the way, who of you wants to bet?" Sirius reminded with a smile, "This is a good opportunity to make a lot of money."

 “What good opportunity?” Arthur thought he heard wrongly.

 “Stop it Sirius,” said Lupine, frowning.

“Of course I’ll hold down Albert and win the duel championship!” Sirius said matter-of-factly.

 “Sirius.” Mad-Eye stared at Black.

"Who are you kidding?" Sirius curled his lips and said, "Albert cherishes life more than you do. How could he risk his own life? Since he dares to participate in the duel competition, he must be confident in protecting himself. I I dare say that even without our help, he can still solve all the troubles, otherwise he would have run away long ago. Do you really think he would stay and die?"

Sirius was certainly confident, because Albert had just asked the house elf to send him 1,500 Galleons to help bet on him winning the final championship.

As a reward for suppressing him, Albert told him that Peter Pettigrew was also in Spain. This was undoubtedly a good opportunity to deal with Peter Pettigrew.

"You seem to know him well." Tonks asked curiously.

“I don’t know much about him, but I have worked with him before, and that guy is more cunning than you expected.”

 “Who is going?”

"I'll forget it, let Tonks and Kingsley go." Sirius said quickly, "They are Aurors, they must be better at disguise."

“Lupin, come with me and we can go find some trouble with the Death Eaters.”

 “Do you know where the Death Eaters are?” Mad-Eye looked at Sirius suspiciously.

"I don't know, but I know where Peter is." Sirius smiled brightly, and several people around him felt a chill. They could feel the cold murderous intent from Sirius's smile, "I think he must be following the food." The Dead Apostles are together, and if we are lucky enough, we may be able to deal with that rat, but this time please don't stop me from killing him."

 (End of this chapter)