Hogwarts in the shadows

Lucius didn't dare to sit down now, beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead.

His wife and children are all in the shadows, so if he can't gain Hephis' trust, he doesn't have to do anything.

If you assign them a few missions that will surely lead to their death, they won’t be able to survive.

"Your brain." Hephis explained, a little speechless.

"I mean, you are more familiar with Voldemort's methods.

After a few days, you can arrange for them to cause trouble under the banner of Voldemort."

After hearing this, Lucius realized that he had misunderstood and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will definitely get this done."

"Okay, sit down quickly!" Hephis knocked on the table.

"The Shadow is short of manpower right now, and there are even fewer people who can be of great use. Once this matter is done, those people will be under your command. Please don't let me down."

"I will do my best and be loyal to my master until death!" Lucius could no longer suppress the joy on his face.

At this time, Percy also hurried over, his face full of apology.

"Master, please forgive me for being late. I am really busy with official duties and cannot get away."

He said as he bowed deeply to Hephes.

Hephis waved his hand gently to show his understanding, and whispered instructions to An An in the corner.

"Aan, prepare another one for Percy."

Percy thanked him again and again.

"Drink some soup to moisten your throat. It will take a long time, so don't rush." ​​Hephis said in a gentle voice.

"Thank you, Master." Percy sat up straight, took a sip, and then praised.

“It tastes extremely delicious.”

"Percy, don't be so reserved." Hephis looked at Lucius again.

"Be careful when disguising yourself. Don't expose yourself actively. Let people guess what you are doing without noticing."

"Master, this..." Lucius looked embarrassed.

He originally thought this matter was simple.

After all, they did a lot of bad things when they followed Voldemort.

But this method cannot be exposed and has to be guessed by others.

He really doesn't know how to do it.

"Okay, then contact Hermione and ask her to give you some advice." Hephis was a little helpless.

"Thank you, Master." Lucius felt warm in his heart.

It seems that he is still a little bit short of the general talent that Hephes had in mind.

But Hephes was still willing to support him.

"There should still be Death Eaters who haven't entered the Shadow!" Hephaestus continued.

"Yes, Master. Those people sold out a lot of information about the Death Eaters in order to protect themselves.

Now he certainly doesn't dare to return to Voldemort's service," Lucius explained.

Hephis nodded and said, "Contact them, maybe they can be of use to you."

"Master, what do you want?" Lucius was a little confused.

"Voldemort has no one available right now, I have to send some to him. Oh, and the werewolves are also attached to Voldemort, right?

Call their leader to me as well." Hephesus rubbed his chin.

"The leader of the werewolves is Fenrir Greyback, and he's easy to deal with.

But I don't think those people have the courage to go back!" Lucius was a little worried.

"It's okay, I'll talk to them." Hephis smiled.

Lucius' heart skipped a beat. It was this smile.

This was also the smile Hephis showed when he surrendered.

He will never forget it.

"As you command, Master. I will arrange everything as soon as possible."

"Percy, go back and compile a list of people who are hostile to you or loyal to Fudge, and then hand it over to Lucius to deal with." Hephis looked at Percy.

Percy said he was eating, but in fact he was drinking soup, just waiting to reply to Hephes at any time.

"As you command, Master. I have compiled a detailed list and will give it to Lucius later."

A satisfied arc appeared on the corner of Hephis' mouth, and he was very satisfied with Percy's ambition.

"Has a specific date for the meeting been set?"

"The time hasn't been confirmed yet, but it should be in late July," Percy speculated.

"What a hassle." Hephis said with some disdain.

Percy hesitated, "Master, if we throw that 'big thunder' out so early, wouldn't it be a bit scary and make things counterproductive?"

"It's okay, just scare them. Don't worry, there should be two old men following you when the time comes."

Two old men?

Percy pondered secretly, and couldn't help but think of the group of saints under Hephes. Could it be...

"Master, it seems that you think scaring them once is not enough, so you plan to give them a double surprise!"

Hephis's eyes turned hard.

"It would be better if they all opposed it, so that I can take action."

Now that the serious business was over, Lucius and Percy finally felt like eating.

However, even though they used chopsticks, they still used Western dining etiquette.

Especially when facing larger pieces of meat, you should first cut it into small pieces on the plate and then put it into your mouth with chopsticks.

This made Hephis feel very awkward.

As soon as Hephes put down his chopsticks, they all stopped eating immediately.

"Lucius, you go back first, Percy, stay for a while, there is someone you need to see." Hephis said.

Lucius bowed and left the restaurant.

Percy looked at Hephesus curiously.

"An An, bring Krivat here." Hefeis ordered.

Percy was stunned. Clearwater?

This name, could it be...

Hefeth recounted what had happened to Krivat.

Percy's expression gradually became serious, and finally he was completely stunned.

“Harry didn’t reveal this to anyone, but I made subtle adjustments to his memory.

Let him only remember the vague figure and forget his specific identity. So the matter about Clearwater is up to you to decide."

Hephis dispelled Percy's worries.

Percy spoke with difficulty: "Master, I..."

"Take the person back directly later!" Hephes patted Percy's shoulder and turned to go upstairs.

At this time, An An also led Krivat, who was wearing a hood and walking silently with his head down, to the restaurant.

"Mr. Weasley." An An bowed and left.

When he heard the words "Mr. Weasley", Clearwater's heart wavered.

She glanced up and saw it was Percy.

Then she quickly lowered her head again, clenching her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.

Percy looked at her with mixed feelings.

He said in the most gentle voice he could, "Come home with me first."

He gently took Penelope's arm, led her out of the Brian house, and returned to his own home with the help of Apparition.

Percy took off her hood and looked at her haggard face.

His heart ached, and his voice trembled slightly: "Penelope, long time no see."

Penelope still kept her head down and said nothing.

But the fist in the wide sleeve of the robe was trembling slightly.