Chapter 731 - Interview for Divination Post Ⅵ (2/2)
”We know not,” coolly replied the wizard, ”but he has been keeping his movements rather discrete. Still, I am not overly concerned, sooner or later someone will talk.”
”And what of the puppet?” Optimistically asked a wizard's voice changing the subject. ”The puppet has not been acting as he expected and seems to have regained quite the cognitive function.”
The deep wizard voice says, ”A dangerous hazard especially with Lestrange advising at the side of the puppet. The puppet may break free of its string if it continues down this path.”
”That is not what concerns us the most,” interrupted a warm witch's voice. ”Snyde slew the living sacrifice and we, in turn, have taken the curse. We can already see its effects with the destruction of our vessel, Emusa Snyde. Even more concerning is that the puppet sensed a small aspect of us, we forced it out of the vessel's mind in time but that was a telling mark. Not to mention that serpent of the puppet that is sneaking about, I trust it not. It sees and understands far more than any ordinary serpent should be capable of.”
”The serpent seems familiar,” whispered, a cheerful pleasant male voice. ”Perchance, a look into the past is needed.”
”Regardless, the serpent is troubling,” said a young woman's voice, ”but even more so as Life and Death have begun to subtly influence and move their own pawns. Fiona Bly was f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y ejected from the Hogwarts Board by Lucius Malfoy. All our hard-earned efforts to acquire the seat have resulted in absolutely nothing! The effects will only be expounded with the curse and our losses will only further increase with the passage of time. The puppet must die for the curse to desist!”
”We cannot afford to destroy the puppet yet,” whispered the other hooded figures. ”We must not forget the objective and the objective has not yet been met.”
”Then wait we shall, but not for long,” ordered the stone masked figure of Zeus.
”And what of the Prince's,” asked the soft low voice of a witch. ”It would seem in retrospect that the root of all of our misfortunes begin and end with the Prince's.”
”The old Prince has been rather quiet as of late,” murmured a cheerful wizard's voice. ”But then again preparations are in full swing with the presentation of his two grandchildren.”
”We shall finally accept Slughorn's invitation and attend one of his parties,” answered the stone masked Zeus. ”We need to evaluate the Prince grandchildren in person. They are the old Prince's soft underbelly.”
”Indeed,” murmured the soft low voice of a witch. ”But we must aim for a certain kill, the old Prince will surely be prepared for an attack from the puppet's forces and the Verninac family's wards are a deadly hazard not to be taken lightly.”
”No,” they are not they whispered in unison. ”The famous, but now deceased alchemist, Nicholas Flammel is a distant cousin of theirs. In the alchemist's youth, the Verninac's paid for a portion of his schooling and in turn, he repaid them with nigh unbreakable wards that still hold strong until this day.”
”Either way, we must wait until the Giants arrival,” murmured a cool wizard's voice. ”The Giant's arrival will provide a perfect cover and distraction as needed. But in the meanwhile, I will convince Sanderson to move and attack the Ministry of Magic. The more chaos there exists the better for us.”
”And so, let it come to be,” the orange masked figures answered in unison, before walking off in every direction including the white stone masked figure of Zeus. With the curse hanging overhead, they seemed to be followed by misfortune with each step they took. If that was the case, then they would ensure that same misfortune touched others as well.