Chapter 471 Moth

Just three days after Slughorn hosted the banquet, Jon found Hunter as promised.

"I was sure you would make the right choice, and sure enough you didn't let us down, Spike."

Hunter didn't show any surprise at Jon's arrival like he was sure that Jon would definitely agree to join them.

He then pulled out a long-prepared pact for Jon and laid it out in front of him.

"As you should be well aware, the current situation is far from welcoming the return of our true lord, so there are some things we must do to ensure the loyalty of those involved, so you need to sign this."

Jon carefully went to look at the content of that pact, and compared to what he and Slughorn had guessed earlier like a magical pact at the level of a Dark Mark or Blood Pact, the limitations and power of this pact were actually not that strong.

Even if he signed it and reneged on it in the future, he could just use the general counter-spell in the second gem to destroy the elements of this pact he held in his hands, without even needing to be reborn once by the means of a Phoenix.

So Jon signed his name on the pact while asking in an excited voice.

"So can I meet the real lord? Where is he exactly now?"

This was what Jon wanted to know the most.

Ever since Voldemort II escaped from the flames of Nirvana in Hogwarts Castle half a year ago, there had been no more news about him, no matter who it was, except for the time in the middle when Snape had used himself as bait to lure out a vial of golden sand, but even that time he had not appeared in person.

Jon was curious as to where the most manipulative Voldemort of all time had been hiding.

However, Hunter gave Jon a negative answer.

"The Lord is recovering his power and waiting to return again, in the meantime there is no need for us to disturb him, all we need to do is to complete the task he has given us."

Jon could be sure that Hunter was definitely not a core member of this bunch of Death Eaters, to be able to gather so many Death Eaters together was basically the same as hollowing out Purebloods in Britain, so Voldemort II must have definitely personally stepped in and spoken to the ones who reached out to him in the very first group of them.

Hunter, in his current state, had obviously never met Voldemort Two, who was nowhere to be found, either.

Jon could only proceed to ask another question.

"And what is the task that our lord has given us?"

Hunter said with a serious look on his face.

"To watch over the Department of Mysteries."

"Watch over the Department of Mysteries for what?"

"Just to simply watch over the Department of Mysteries and not let anyone else in, what else could there be?" Hunter looked at Jon with a strange look on his face, like he thought this was already such a dangerous and troublesome task, why would Jon think there could be anything more to do?

Jon took a deep breath.

He was restraining a churning wave of emotions within him, admonishing himself to maintain his acting skills.

Let's just say he thought he had looked down on Hunter and the others enough, but hadn't realised that they were even more wasted and incompetent than he had thought!

Taking up so many resources, being educated from a young age and standing in this high position, yet, how could these people be so wasteful to such an extent?

No wonder Voldemort had simply never counted on relying on these losers to be able to achieve anything, and when he was in the castle, he wanted to borrow a body and go and become a righteous leader himself!

How did the Ministry of Magic in Britain get to be like this, and how can you build a magical community that belongs to purebloods by keeping these worms along with them?

Well, pureblood losers should not make Jon worry, on the contrary, the more enemies are like this, he should be more joyful.

Jon simply shifted the question to those who stayed in the Department of Mysteries all day.

"What about Dandy and the others? I see them practically living there and patrolling it every day."

He had only just joined the circle, and certainly had the qualifications to want to know everything, and wouldn't be afraid of being suspected of something by Hunter.

As expected, Hunter didn't say anything in response to Jon's question but answered directly.

"Dandy and the others are different from us, they are the ones who were the first to find the lord, and the lord of course has more important tasks for them, it doesn't need you and I to ask more, just don't forget to come to the next get-together."

At this point in the conversation, Jon really didn't want to talk to him at all.

There were elites among the purebloods all right, but over eighty percent of them were moths and losers.

This whole thing was his fault, he shouldn't have expected to get any valuable information from these arseholes who just party all day in the first place.

But the good thing was that after signing the pact, he and those purebloods who were actually working in the Department of Mysteries had finally become part of the same faction, and this would also help him to better pull the strings with these people.

Jon then decisively refused Hunter's request to keep him and introduce him to his sister, and directly returned to the Department of Mysteries.

And as soon as he returned, he saw those purebloods who stayed behind in the Department talking about today's Daily Prophet.

Jon then tried to take the opportunity to draw closer to these people and came along to read today's coverage, and then he realised that Witching Horizon's progress in the UK had actually reached Diagon Alley.

The Daily Prophet had sort of completely lost its independence during the era of Voldemort's rule, and what it wanted to publish had to be under the control of the Ministry of Magic, including the fact that the UK was now in a state of wartime.

And today the Daily Prophet actually reported extremely unfavourable news to the Ministry of Magic on the front page which is extremely unusual.

Just this morning, Diagon Alley was attacked by the Witching Horizon wizards, and the Leaky Cauldron Bar, as the gateway to this commercial street, was almost directly captured, but fortunately, this place is very close to the British Ministry of Magic, and the support Aurors arrived in time to defend this magical commercial street that is basically second in importance only to the Ministry of Magic.

But even so, Diagon Alley was also damaged to a great extent, at least, for a short period of time there was no way to entertain visitors again.

Moreover, at this point in time, there wouldn't be many wizards choosing to come out to spend money, those who could bribe the purebloods in charge of exit management to escape had gone abroad, and those who couldn't do so were hiding in the middle of nowhere, waiting for the war to end.

Next to Jon, the purebloods who saw this news had a disdainful look on their faces, as if they had expected the current British Ministry of Magic to collapse so quickly.

Jon could tell that they really thought that it was all Voldemort One's fault that Britain had fallen to this situation today, and that if their true lord had come back, he would have been able to turn the tide of the war around and counterattack back to France.

Looking at the article, Jon also pondered.

Wasn't the progress of the Witching Horizon on the British side a little too smooth?

Why did Voldemort One still look like he didn't care even though the situation was already in such a rotten state?

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