From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Lucius nodded fearfully, and then asked: "Mr. Capet, can you catch Peter? And the Dark Lord..."

"So, you are still afraid, Lucius," Calvin retracted his wand, "If you are worried about your safety, why not think of ways to make you more useful to me, so that you will be safer."

"Yes, I understand."

"Just understand, I like smart people."

Calvin clicked his tongue. If he wanted to continue to find clues about Peter, all he had to do was let Thames come out and lick all of Lucius's big house. But not only Lucius couldn't stand it, Calvin couldn't stand it, and even Thames couldn't stand it. Can't stand it.

Is this the end of it?Calvin was unwilling to give in. The toy Voldemort he finally caught was stolen by a big mouse.

Calvin could only use the stupidest method.

"I'm going somewhere else now, Lucius," Calvin put away the drawing paper and pen and ink. "In the next few days, you have to do your best to find the lost diary."

"Why?" Lucius was very resistant. He didn't want to continue to be involved in the Dark Lord's matter.

Calvin knocked on the desk and used a simple sound magic to scare this wallflower who had always been on both ends of the spectrum, "I need you to gain Voldemort's trust. I said this is a dangerous task, but you are the most suitable... …The second best candidate.”

"This is betrayal. If the Dark Lord finds out..."

"Don't be ridiculous Lucius, you have betrayed Voldemort a long time ago. Ever since you told the Ministry of Magic that you were controlled by the Imperius Curse, you have betrayed Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

Now is an opportunity, an opportunity to argue for yourself.You could say you didn't go to jail to protect Voldemort's diary for self-preservation. "

Lucius struggled to take two steps back. He knew subconsciously, "I...have no other way?"

"Yes, Lucius, this is what you have to do," Calvin shattered Lucius's last illusion, "You are not trying to gain Voldemort's trust for me, you are doing it for your family, Narcissa. , and Draco."

Hearing Calvin mention his wife and children, Lucius's face regained a little color.

Lucius murmured: "Yes, that's right, I have betrayed the Dark Lord a long time ago. Only by gaining his trust can I survive."

Calvin changed his tone at this time and comforted him easily: "Relax, Lucius, even in the worst situation, I have the ability to save your life."

After arranging Lucius's spy operation, Calvin left the Malfoy manor, but he did not go to the Ministry of Magic or anywhere else, but to the British Library in the Muggle world.

Indeed, Peter was a careful wizard, and Voldemort was also a man who rarely made mistakes.They covered their tracks, leaving Calvin helpless.

But their caution and caution are only for the wizarding world. Many powerful wizards tend to ignore the role of Muggles.Especially Voldemort, whose pride would make him dismissive of Muggle methods, which also gave Calvin the opportunity to search for their traces.

Calvin came to the door of the British Library and, like a British gentleman, smiled gently at the guard at the door: "Hello, gentlemen, I would like to enter the library as a tourist."

The two guards at the door were in a daze, and one of them said mechanically, "Okay, sir, please come here to register."

Calvin signed a fake name in the visitor's book and walked briskly into the largest library in the UK.

This was not Calvin's first visit to the British Library. When he came here before, he usually came to the Antiquarian Library.Even in Muggle libraries, Calvin could still find hidden gems about magic.

However, this time, Calvin did not go straight to the ancient book collection, but went to the Newspaper and Periodical Archives, which was even less crowded.

Although the flow of people is sparse, all necessary protective measures must be taken.Calvin imitated his teacher and cast a total of thirteen Muggle banishing spells on the newspaper archives.

After ensuring that he was the only one left in this huge room, Calvin began to search for clues.

He took out a large crystal bottle from a painting. After opening it, a picture appeared that made many people feel physically uncomfortable - a group of lively, writhing white worms crawled out of the mouth of the bottle.

These worms are about the size of a pinky finger and have a black stripe around their eyes, as if they are wearing glasses.

Calvin squatted down and said to one of the strongest bugs: "Read the news in all the newspapers in the UK within two months and report to me the abnormal parts."

This kind of bug is a kind of magical animal that is widely spread in the legends of various ethnic groups - the bookworm.They like places with many books and feed on the knowledge and words in the books. They are one of the few small magical animals that can communicate with humans.

For the purpose of breeding research, Calvin found an endangered population of bookworms and raised them. As for the food provided, they were a batch of online novels he had read in his previous life.The leader of the bookworms said: If we continue to provide them with such nutritious food, they will run away from home.Especially the author named Sher's Turtle, who writes nonsense.

Calvin just laughed at their threats and said that he was free to come and go here. If he didn’t want to stay, he could just leave. But let me tell you, the living environment for bookworms is not good now. If you can stay with me, you can steal. Have fun.

This group of bookworms had no choice but to accept Calvin's feeding (enslavement).

Now that Calvin gave the order, the bookworms came out one after another and began to eat all the newspapers on the British Isles within a month. In fact, for bookworms, newspapers are one of the least nutritious foods, second only to the Internet. novel.But the boss has needs, and the employees can only work hard.

Thanks to the efforts of a group of bookworms, everything from big national newspapers like The Times and Daily Telegraph to tabloids like The Sun and Daily Star have been dug out. It was riddled with holes when eaten.But still no bookworm reported any suspicious news.

But soon, a bookworm crawled to Calvin's desk with its short and fat body, and wrote on the table with its short and fat body: "I found it! Three weeks ago The local tabloid, Hangleton Weekly, recorded the obituary of a Muggle named Frank Bryce."