Chapter 51 - Meeting (1/2)
With careful planning, Moody finally arranged for a meeting at one of his safe houses as there hadn't been a chance with the aftermath of Hallow's Eve. Five Auror's and one unspeakable meet up in a small flat on the outskirts of a lesser than savvy area. Before they even begin to discuss the topic at Alastor Moody sternly asked, ”Have you all verified that you weren't followed?”
”We did the standard three jumps plus walking about to different areas to throw off any pursuers after every jump,” Sara Vinovich matter-of-factly stated.
Instead of sitting down each one of them take a position against a window, the door, and the fireplace with the exception being Alphard given his illness. Looking much better than on Hallow's Eve night, Alphard takes a seat in the only chair in the room, while Alastor Moody remains standing in the middle of the room.
”I know I have been vague with the current ongoings of that night and all of you were loyal to a fault by coming to my aid without many questions. But now is the time for your questions to finally be answered,” Alastor bluntly said.
”Who is this Dark Lord, we are fighting?” Alphard pointedly asked.
”His name is Tom Riddle, a Slytherin graduate. He is the son of Merope Gaunt, who used a love potion to on a muggle, Tom Riddle Sr. to force him to love her. As usual, the tragic tale did not end well as Tom Sr. left her the moment, she ceased to use the love potion on him. Heartbroken Merope lost her ability to use magic, and while giving birth Merope Gaunt passed away,” Alastor said. The six of the frowned at the already tragic circumstances of which no doubt lead to an orphan boy so easily being filled with darkness.
”His army call itself, the dark army or better yet, Death Eaters. As for him-,” Alastor paused as he raises his wand and writes the name of Lord Voldemort in glowing letters in the air.
Gideon opens his mouth to read the name out loud, when Alastor hastily says, ”Don't say it! To some degree he can sense those who call out his name!” Gideon Prewett shuts his mouth with a snap as Alastor adds, ”From now on we shall simply refer to him as Tom Riddle.”
Percius Clements nods his head and thoughtfully says, ”It is rather uncommon for such a trait to be possessed by a dark wizard but not unheard of. Although I am more curious to come to know how such knowledge came into your possession. Is there an informant on his end?”
”I cannot reveal the identity of my contact for now, but you will come to them come soon enough, please be patient until then, ”Alastor carefully replied.
Fabian glances out the window in watchfulness and mutters, ”Very well, what about the list?”
Sara's sharp eyes gleam as she pointedly inquires, ”List, what list?”
Alastor removes a list from his pocket and says, ”Everyone please memorize the names on the list as it will shortly be destroyed. Every listed name has already been confirmed personally by me and the Prewett brothers as Death Eaters. Unfortunately, these names are only the ones we know of.”
Alastor hands over the list to Alphard and continues, ”We must watch and keep an eye on them, and if need be, kill them. I cannot emphasize this enough, Ladies and Gentlemen, we are not dealing with simple-minded dark wizards, but a united army of dark wizards with a sole purpose of destroying the Ministry of Magic and killing any that they deem as muggles.”
Alastor gazes gravely at all of them. ”For now, we trust no one beyond this room for as previously shown, the Ministry of Magic has already been infiltrated,” Alastor quietly reiterated.
Alphard solemnly passes the list to Sara, who lets out a cry of anger and shock at recognizing a few names on the list. ”We couldn't have been infiltrated this badly without anyone noticing, could we?” Sara exclaimed.