Chapter 610 - Capricorn Ⅱ (1/2)
The room is silent until Alastor raises a hard gaze from the dusty floor. ”You say, War, Percius. Are you referring to the allies of Riddle? And if so, have any giant sightings been confirmed yet?”
”Not yet,” Percius admitted. ”But Capricorn trusts Crow's information, and as do I.”
Alastor nods his head once, before saying, ”Well, onto business shall we, what else is there to discuss?”
Fabian is the first to change the subject as he says, ”The Order will be transferring to a new Headquarters that is even more secure than the Hogs Head Inn. We have yet to be made aware of exactly when the transfer will officially occur as the Safe House is not yet fully ready.”
”Mm,” Alastor grunted, before interjecting, ”Rufus and I have been tracking Runcorn and any known pureblood in connection to the Death Eaters. They are all keeping low profiles for the time being, either out of fear or simply waiting for Riddle's return.
”On the other hand, the underworld has taken a severe hit in their revenue and members,” Gideon gleefully interjected. ”Sanderson hasn't been able to make a move thanks to the A.P.D. as they are excellent at sniffing out any illegal substance and are superb at reconnaissance.”
”Mm, I would not be too sure about that,” Percius said through narrowed eyes. ”Ogden hadn't meant to let it slip, but he said, 'that the Minister of Magic is reluctant to move on Sanderson without proof. And we all know of Ogden's hatred for Sanderson, but that does not mean his words are a lie.”
”The Minister of Magic wouldn't have done such a thing!” Gideon protested before a trace of doubt entered his voice. ”Could she?”
”Bloody, no good politicians the whole lot of them,” Alastor huffed. ”You get that into your skull, Gideon, even the best of them will sell their own soul for a price. And they all have a price believe me.”
The conversation takes a turn to politics for some minutes, before Percius interrupts, ”It is late, and we all have to be up in a few hours. A tired Auror makes for a dead Auror.” (Which was true because a tired Auror could not properly react in time to counter a curse.)
”Fine,” Gideon harrumphed as Fabian was finally unable to stifle a loud yawn causing Gideon to yawn in turn.
The two Prewett brothers stealthily slip away into the night leaving behind the figures of Alastor and that of Percius. Making sure the Prewett brothers are long gone, Alastor coldly says, ”Now explain exactly just what this is about, Percius. I do not want any runarounds just tell it to me how it is.”
Percius rubs the back of his neck tiredly as he stretches and leans back into his seat. ”I was contacted by Damocles not too long ago. From what I understand Damocles owes a life debt to Reginald Prince and intends to pay the debt via the capture of those responsible for the murder of Sirsa Prince, and Tobias Snape. I wasn't certain of him at first, but since he has given his apprentice leave for the next month. I am certain that he intends to leak the location of his cottage with or without my aid.”
Percius closes his eyes and sighs in exhaustion fighting off the urge to fall asleep right then and there. ”Damocles through a Slytherin is not a bad sort, and he was always friends with Secundus despite being a few years older. He has a sharp temperament and is somewhat harsh in his dealing with others, but he is trustworthy as much as any Slytherin can be.”
”But you can't do this alone, Percius,” Alastor protested. ”At least take Dawlish with you.”