[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

"We have come up with three sets of plans to attack White Castle." Frank told them, "First, outsmart, pretend to be someone who intends to cooperate with Rozier and slowly gain trust, or use other methods to bury a pawn ;Second, storm."

"Unless you can guarantee success in five minutes, don't even think about the second method." Edmund told them bluntly, "Rozier will use the children as weights. I don't mean those who were born As 'creatures' of the machines, there are other Death Eater children in White Castle—Pansy among them."

"You didn't mention this before." If there were other Death Eater children in White Castle, it meant that it was almost impossible for them to bribe Death Eaters, after all, who wanted to risk their own flesh and blood?However, the plan of slowly infiltrating from the outside takes too long and is too dangerous.

Rozier is not going to stay in the castle and wait for them to catch her, she must also be racing against time to take down the Ministry of Magic.

"We'll tell you little by little after we said it." Hyacinth seemed to feel that the people in front of her were stupid, "Both of your plans are full of loopholes. Remember the woman who betrayed me before? She hasn't Before they could leave London, they were found by the Death Eaters. Their intelligence network is so developed, once exposed, it will be over."

"We expected this situation. Rozier must have known that the two of you were arrested, and she will never come into contact with any suspicious person easily." Marlene said.

"So, we came up with a third plan." Edgar exchanged glances with Frank and Marlene, got up and opened a box on the table.

After seeing that thing clearly, the eyes of the two people on the opposite side changed slightly.

"Double-sided mirror..."

"Not bad." Edgar picked up one of the sides and handed it to Hyacinth, "We decided to let you talk to Rozier directly."

"How do you plan to deliver the other side to Rozier?"

"The Ministry of Magic is still temporarily detaining several people who were arrested from Rozier Manor at the same time as her. We will hand over the mirror to one of them, and I believe they will find a way to find Rozier." Edgar rushed to Hirsing Nodding at the pen and paper in front of Silk, "Now, please write a letter to Rozier."

She put down the double-sided mirror she had been observing repeatedly, and leaned forward with interest: "What do you want me to write in the letter, Mr. Burns?"

"First, tell Rozier that we asked you to write this letter. Second, tell her not to kill the sender. Third, ask to speak to her."

"This is really a bold idea." She seized the opportunity to laugh while writing the letter, "Since when did the Order of the Phoenix change its style? I remember that you have always adhered to the principle of prudence first."

"Actually, each of us is quite adventurous." Edgar took the letter she wrote, "I have a question, would you like to answer it?"

"what?"

It was Frank who asked the question: "We found some abandoned Portkeys in the Rozier Manor."

"Yes." She nodded, "but she abandoned this way of traveling a long time ago."

"So how did she go from place to place and never show her whereabouts?" Frank asked. "We almost caught her once a few years ago, but she managed to avoid the anti-apparition spell and caught her before our eyes." Run away."

"House-elf."

Edmund spoke suddenly.

She turned to look at Edmund, and the two looked at each other with the same shock on their faces.

"I'm sorry," Frank said, not understanding what was going on, "what does this mean?"

Only then did Edmund come to his senses, with an annoyed expression on his face: "House elves are not restricted by many wizard spells, so after suspecting that the Portkey was no longer safe, Rozier began to rely on her elves."

"Then you just now..."

"We had an idea for a moment," she said, equally frustrated, "but that's a thing of the past."

The regretful expressions of the two of them were definitely not a disguise, but Frank suddenly had an idea: "None of you are Death Eaters, are you?"

"of course not."

"I mean, you don't do things for the Dark Lord, do you?" Frank stared at the couple closely, "Not only have you never seen the mysterious man, you haven't entered the 'Castle Black', and you have nothing to do with other Death Eaters. Nothing to do, is there?"

A smile appeared in Edmund's eyes: "As expected of the person who escaped from the Dark Lord three times, you guessed it." He told frankly, "The Death Eaters all serve for the Dark Lord, but they work independently in private. I used to belong to Beth's faction, and then I started working for Rozier for some reasons that I can't disclose temporarily."

"Does You-Know know that his minions are so devoted to fighting each other?"

"He doesn't care. He only cares if they're loyal to him. As for who gets the top job...it doesn't matter."

"Then—what did you do for Rozier?"

"Me?" Edmund repeated, with hidden displeasure. "I used to be her spy, looking for news about other Death Eaters for her. But I lost my job a few years ago."

"why?"

"Because Bellatrix and Bostrode fell one after another, her biggest threat has been wiped out." He sneered.Frank wanted to continue asking, but suddenly a paper owl flew in from outside the door.

"It's Alice's letter." He glanced at it hastily, frowning together, "She said Crouch would be here soon—"

"Put these things away." Hyacinth stood up suddenly, threw the double-sided mirror back into the box roughly, and instructed naturally.The assigned Marlene asked angrily:

"Even if Crouch sentenced you to Dementor's Kiss, you don't have to be so guarded against him, do you?"

"You'd better be on guard against him." Edmund reminded her eccentrically, "Do you still remember the disastrous consequences of a traitor coming out of your place last time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the room was chilly, and Sirius was glaring at him.

When Barty Jr. came, the room had already restored what an interrogation room should look like.Edgar was asking questions, and Frank and Marlene each held a quill and pretended to take notes on either side of him.

"Why do you think the Death Eaters took the necklace, Mrs. Parkinson?"

"I'm curious, too," Hyacinth babbled primly. "Maybe they think it suits the Dark Lord?"

Sirius lowered his head to hide his smile, while Edmund, who was also "interrogated", laughed openly.

"A very good joke, Mrs. Parkinson." Little Barty said coldly, "I think the atmosphere of your interrogation of prisoners is really relaxed, Edgar."

"Thank you for your reminder, but we have our own methods." Edgar replied calmly, "What's your business, Mr. Crouch?"

The Auror Command has long been classified as an independent department, and the Legal Division has no right to ask or interfere with their work.

"Just stopped by to learn about the current progress." Little Barty nodded at Hyacinth, "People are extremely dissatisfied with the decision of probation, and are urging her to be sent to the dementors. Even if it can't be carried out immediately, I will Hopefully you've asked something so I can explain it to the public."

"I'm afraid you will have to wait a while longer."

"I think so too. There is nothing of value in your notes at the moment." Little Barty bent his lips contemptuously, and glanced at the two people in turn, "Your silence can't save you, Mrs. Parkinson, if you It would be a big mistake to use this to escape punishment."

"Really?" Hyacinth raised her eyebrows and looked at Little Barty firmly, "Then what do you think I should say? Frankly speaking, I don't know much, and it's all about Luo Zill's. You know she managed to send me a letter some time ago, and I was kind of scared... What will she do if Rozier gets upset?"

Little Barty's expression froze slightly, and he stared at Hyacinth viciously: "You should know what she will do... Mojiala Parkinson?" He immediately turned his attention to Edmund, " All right, Mr. Parkinson. Your relaxed laughter just now is in stark contrast to your previous frustration."

Edmund frowned as if lost in thought: "Have you seen me frustrated? Mr. Crouch, I thought it was the first time we met in Azkaban last time."

"Edgar," Little Barty demanded sharply, "you'd better give me the results of the interrogation as soon as possible!"