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"Nice disguise, Jose...you just looked like a confused old owl."

The wizard in a white coat smiled and clapped his hands in admiration.

"So I passed?"

"Of course, you are the best of this batch... Owls are never more conspicuous than dogs, wolves, and the like."

The wizard in the white coat spread his hands helplessly. Although Mr. Wick had mentioned that the woman named Rita was an insect animagus... they still had no means to deal with that woman.

"So, can you tell me what the mission is?"

Jose transformed back into his owl form.A wizard's animagus is an expression of their liberated nature...and being in animagus form makes them subconsciously feel good.

"You seem to dislike the institute?"

"...didn't...tell me the mission."

Jose reluctantly turned back into a human.

"Okay, don't mind my chatterbox... You have to know that the people in the institute are all crazy, and they are not willing to chat with me... Merlin's beard, if you hadn't come here, I would have been stifled..."

"Mission! Jack!"

"Okay, okay. Let me tell you about that damn mission... To be honest, it's really difficult for you to do surveillance work in this weather..."

"Tell me the mission before I cast a spell on you!"

"This is the mission briefing...to monitor the Fisher family and use the organization's newly developed small video recorder to obtain evidence of their affair with Voldemort."

"Silent!" Jose put the wand back into his pocket with a happy look on his face. "Jack, you are a good man...but you have a mouth."

Pushing aside Jack, who was twisting towards him, Jose took out the briefing document from his hand.

"Thanks man...can you find someone to help you break the spell, or practice your silent spell casting?"

Since the briefing didn't specify confidentiality, Jose took the time to track down an unregistered animagus wizard he'd met once.

The two of them agreed on the mission, and they were both asked to monitor families whose members had joined the Death Eaters.

Although I don’t know how the top management judged that they would take action, Anonymous Doe has always had the discipline to continue from its predecessor...at least now that the enrollment has not been expanded, this discipline is completely guaranteed.

...

Winter is almost over, and it has been snowing heavily in the past few days, which makes it easier for Jose to hide... His Animagus has some Snow Owl blood, and is white overall, with some rice dumplings mottled in the middle. Gray dots.

Squatting among the snow-covered branches, almost no one noticed, at least not the owner of the Fischer family in the study on the second floor opposite.

This is already the third day of squatting. The target of his surveillance has been huddled in the study. He has not seen any guests or written letters.I just kept flipping through books all day long, looking for something.

He set up the video recorder on a branch in front of him, and put his paw on the video button. If anything happened, he could record it immediately.

However, there are no people in the Fisher family's village. There are no house elves, no servants, and you can't even see other family members... It feels like they have been specially separated.

Very suspicious...

Suddenly... there was a wave of fluctuation, accompanied by a cold magical aura, which stimulated Jose and made the feathers on his back stand up involuntarily... This feeling of fear was like falling into an ice cave...

Jose turned his head cautiously and looked at... This was a wizard with his entire body hidden in a black cloak. The brim of the hat was very low. Judging from the shape outlined by the hood, he must have a big back of his head.

The dark wizard should have Apparated here, but such a large family usually arranges some alchemy formations in the clan area that prohibit or interfere with Apparition, not to mention that this villa is also the residence of the head of the family.

So, sending others away just to see him?

Jose felt that his place might be opening... It was so mysterious, could it be a high-ranking member of the Death Eaters?It can't be Voldemort himself, right?Didn't the organization say that he was already a remnant soul?

Pretending to be dumbfounded, he stared at the black cloak who slowly walked into the villa. At this time, he couldn't reveal his true qualities any more.

Soon, Dougal Fischer opened the door of the study and welcomed the man in black cloak in... Jose subconsciously moved towards the study.

He saw the black cloaked wizard taking off his hood. It was a very young wizard... Jose thought this man looked familiar, but he was definitely not a high-ranking Death Eater.He was a little disappointed, feeling that what he got today would not be the organization's goal.

Dougal humbly bent over and saluted the young wizard in front of him... For some reason, the wizard had a look of fear on his face, and he did not dare to accept this salute.

The wizard turned around, and a face suddenly emerged from the back of his huge head...Voldemort.

Jose roared excitedly in his heart, he had caught the handle... He carefully moved along the branch that was about to reach the study, in order to take a clearer picture... He also wanted to try if he could capture them The conversation was recorded.

Voldemort did not cast spells or lower his voice when talking to Dougal... This was the residence of his right-hand servant, whom he believed to be a reliable wizard.

"My Master! I miss you so much... When you are not here, I can only endure the grief and barely survive in this world..."

"Then why don't you follow me and leave?" Voldemort took out his wand, twisted his arm in front of him, and pointed at him in a weird posture.

"Master, we all know that boy will never be able to defeat you... You will definitely return to purify this dirty world..." Dougal gasped, an invisible force caught his neck, and he knelt on the ground. , grabbing his neck and raising his head, looking at his master begging.

"My great master... I just want to remain useful and wait for my master's return... to serve my master again!"

"You know my loyalty...my great Master."

"Of course I know..." Voldemort straightened his robes and stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. "So now I need you to do something for me..."

"Thank you for...what?"

Dougal didn't dare to look up.

"How...my faithful servant wants to refuse his master's request?"

"No such thing, my lord."

Voldemort snorted coldly, moved his cold gaze away from Dougal, and turned the young wizard's face to Dougal again.

"Let's make some big noise... big enough to make Dumbledore leave Hogwarts..."

Dumbledore? !

Dougal took a breath of air... Although he was the representative of the White Wizard, he would not be merciful when killing Death Eaters... He finally survived, so he couldn't just give it in vain...

"Why...are you unwilling? Mr. Fisher?" Voldemort turned around, his tone full of teasing and ridicule, "Let me guess...you are ready to pull out your wand and cast a killing curse on me?! "

Like falling into an ice cave... When being stared at by that cold face, Dougal lost all the courage to resist.

He had always known how terrifying this master was. The Dark Lord often killed Death Eaters in order to establish his power and vent his anger.

"No, Master, how dare I resist you!" Dougal knelt down humbly at Voldemort's feet, humbly kissing his dirty and smelly shoes "Master, I am willing to dedicate everything to you... because I know Everything I have is given to me by you.”

"But that's Dumbledore..."

"You are not willing to give your life for me?"

Cold...so cold.

He should have known better, that Voldemort never cared about his followers...he should have run away when he received the news a few days ago.

It's all the fault of those half-breeds who want to share their property, otherwise why would they bother to support this lunatic?

"Jesilia is a good girl, isn't she? She is your only child?"

"...yes...at your command...my master."

...

The snow falling outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, causing the branches under Jose's feet to moan unbearably.There was no way, he had to shrink back.

The important conversation has been recorded. Although it is not very clear, the scene of Dougal kneeling at Voldemort's feet is still very clear.

I don’t know what other people’s harvest was like, but he had a big fish biting the hook here.

Clutching the camera to his paws, he quietly flew away from the branch. Despite the cold wind, Jose disappeared into the snow. Zhuangzi behind him gradually blurred...as if he had fallen into chaos.