Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

He walked along the boarded factory path and crossed the filthy cistern to the mobile office on wheels.

As expected, Mr. Weasel could only wait for his arrival at this place.

"Good day, Director Weasel."

After opening the car door, saying hello, and rubbing the soles of his shoes on the insoles at the door, Zabini bent down and walked into the carriage.

The blue-turbaned man he had sent to deal with Weasel looked at his boss in surprise, but with a look from Zabini, the guy got out of the car obediently and left this mobile office to those who really needed it. .

Weatherall was sitting at a narrow oak table, drinking tea and reading today's edition of the Daily Prophet.

"Good day, Zabini, I thought it would be a while before I see you."

Obviously, after just listening to the words of the blue turban, he realized how Zabini dealt with him.

He wasn't happy about this, so his tone was a bit harsh.

"How could it be? Who doesn't know that you are the busiest person here at the Pillars of Hercules, and you are responsible for several major responsibilities, including foreign affairs."

Zabini flattered.

After hearing this, Weasel just closed the newspaper in his hand.

"That's right! The job of diplomats is to ensure that the Ministry of Magic can continue into the next century, and the rest of the staff in the Ministry are working solely to ensure that the Ministry of Magic can get off work on time on Friday this week. "

As he spoke, he pushed the newspaper towards the visitor in front of him and pointed to a photo of a character on the front page.

It was a middle-aged man with a twisted face and a melancholy look. His beard stained with beer foam made the man's thin lips look shiny.

"Antonin Dolohov, this guy, along with four other Death Eaters, murdered Gideon Prewett and Fabian Prewett during the First Wizarding War, and during He tortured many Muggles and wizards who did not support You-Know-Who, and he was the first Death Eater recognized by Karkaroff after the fall of 'that man'..."

Weasel spoke unhurriedly. He did not notice some subtle changes in Zabini's face in front of him.

"...I really don't know what those people at the headquarters are thinking. Such a dangerous person was not officially sentenced to life imprisonment until today, and was sent to the cell on the bottom floor of Azkaban to be guarded by the Dementors.

Moreover, Minister Fudge actually invited reporters from the Daily Prophet to visit the trial and take photos of Dolokhov!

The guy was imprisoned in a cell outside Azkaban for more than ten years, and he lived a pretty good life. At least he could drink butterbeer from time to time!

I can’t even imagine how the public would criticize the Ministry of Magic’s vegetarian diet after reading the report! "

"If you let Weasel handle it, you can definitely do better." Zabini said at the right time.

"Of course, if you want me to do it, I will definitely... um..."

Weasel wanted to say something, but as soon as he started, he didn't know what to say, so he could only change the topic in time.

"Let's not talk about that. All my secrets are written in the book "How Prefects Gain Power". They are all obvious strategies, nothing to brag about. By the way, Zabini, I came to you for a reason. Business."

Zabini cursed secretly in his mind, but his expression remained as usual, "I would like to hear the details."

"Mr. MacNeill sent me a letter. You must know him. After all, you also worked as a clerk in the Ministry of Magic."

Weasel spoke proudly, as if he and McNeil were well acquainted. Zabini curled his lips inwardly.

Of course he was familiar with MacNeil, a well-known traitor among the Death Eaters. After the Dark Lord's defeat, this guy, like Malfoy, claimed that he was controlled by the Imperius Curse.

Now, the guy was sitting on a bench in the Ministry of Magic's Department for the Regulation of Magical Creatures - just a little warmer than the bench Weasel sat on that his grandma and uncle didn't love - and was responsible for dealing with dangerous magical creatures.

The reason why Wiesel said that Zabini "also worked as a clergyman in the Ministry of Magic" is because he once served as the Silent Man in the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries for a period of time. Perhaps in the eyes of wizards who don't know the situation, the Silent Man, who has basically no hope of promotion and cannot speak freely during his tenure, is the employee with the lowest sense of presence in the Ministry of Magic. But in fact, only those who are truly knowledgeable know how important and special the position of the silent person is.

Just like Zabi, there is clear and undoubted evidence that he had a very close interaction with a die-hard Death Eater-his colleague Luke Wood. However, after the Dark Lord temporarily lost power, he did not receive too much attention. Much impact.

The reason is that some of the information stored in his mind is too important to be lost.

Not only could the Department of Mysteries not allow it to be leaked to other wizards, but even the dementors had to be on guard. After all, when those dark magic creatures absorb the happy emotions of their victims, they may also see certain memories.

The conditions for his release were to accept an unbreakable oath with the Department of Mysteries, a blood curse, and to be cast on a powerful forgetting spell, at the cost of his life, body, and memory, instead of just being silent. A contract to seal that secret forever.

Of course, Zabini would not tell Wiesel these words, and he had no obligation to increase his knowledge.

What's more, he doubted that even if he said it, someone like Weasel wouldn't understand.

Therefore, he just said: "Yes, I know Mr. McNeil, but I am not familiar with him."

Weatherall said excitedly: “I met McNeil at last year’s broomstick rally, and we have kept in touch through letters since then.

He now serves on the Dangerous Animal Disposal Committee.

He wrote to me with the purpose of hoping to cooperate with us. In order to maintain the Statute of Secrecy, the Ministry of Magic disposes of a batch of dangerous magical animals every year. McNeil's duty is to dispose of those creatures harmlessly.

He thought that rather than burning the carcasses of those magical animals, it would be better to send them to us.

You know……

As long as the price is right, he even promised to allow us to reserve some types of magical creatures in advance and let them look for them from the disposal list. "

Weasel's words were not as useless as Zabini thought before, but he was somewhat moved at this time.

There is no other reason, just because the business of "The Emperor's New Clothes" has been so good recently, and the pressure to purchase raw materials has become a bit heavy.

"This is really good news."

Zabini affirmed.

"If Mr. McNeil asks for the right compensation, I think we can be good friends."

Weatherall: "That would be great."

After talking about what he wanted to say, Weasel wanted to end the meeting with Zabini and drive away from this dirty and smelly place.

The Horse Slaughterhouse was not in keeping with his respectable status as a Ministry of Magic official.

However, Zabini stopped him from opening the door.

"Weesel, I have something to ask you." He tapped the oak table across the middle of the carriage with his fingers. "In the past few days, can you bring over the entry list that you have been responsible for registering? Shall I take a look?"