Chapter 733 - Interview for Divination Post Ⅷ (1/2)

Watching the fleeing Death Eater's, Dolohov lets out a mocking snort, ”Cowards,” before downing the rest of his firewhiskey and carelessly tossing the glass to the side. The glass shatters carelessly against the ground causing Nagini to turn in the direction of the glass shattering. Taking that opportunity Dolohov pulls out his wand and points it fearlessly at the serpent.

With a battle about to commence between wizard and beast, the pal, crimson-eyed figure of Lord Voldemort emerges from the Great Hall. ”Nagini,” Voldemort chastises causing the serpent to sheepishly uncoil and slither hurriedly towards him. Turning his crimson gaze towards Dolohov, he says, ”And just where you about to do, Dolohov, old friend?”

Dolohov flashes a haughty smile, before placing his wand away. ”Mm, I was merely testing your companion's reflexes, old friend,” Dolohov sardonically retorted. ”It would not do for an accident to occur to the Dark Lord's serpent companion during battle, now would it?”

”Nagini has proven that she can take care of herself well in battle,” Voldemort retorted. ”You would do well to remember that, Dolohov.”

”As you say,” Dolohov answered without promising anything. ”I am simply famished; I wonder what Gibbon's old house elves have prepared for dinner.” Without excusing himself, he simply walks away and out of the Front Hall.

”Dolohov is more audacious with each passing day,” Voldemort observed with a frown. ”It is most unbecoming.”

”That has always been Dolohov's character, Dark Lord,” Rodolphus interjected.

”Perchance,” Voldemort simply replied, before turning his crimson gaze onto Lestrange. ”Tell me, Lestrange, why are you here? Did I not send you on a missive?”

”Indeed, you did, Milord,” Rodolphus coolly answered. ”However, I bring urgent news, a whispered prophecy so to speak.”

”And what might the prophecy have to say?” Voldemort aloofly said, before furrowing his brow. ”Or does the prophecy relate in some manner to me, Lestrange?”

”That is why I come to discuss the information which was acquired,” Rodolphus replied with his eyes cast on the ground keeping the serpent twining around the Dark Lord's feet within his sight at all times. ”Our spy was only able to hear a portion of the prophecy, unfortunately, due to the location-.”

”I understand! Continue, Lestrange!” Voldemort impatiently snapped with a brief trace of old anger. As if recalling himself, Voldemort forces himself to speak calmly. ”It would seem that I am weary if you would continue, Lestrange.”

”That which Cassandra has spoken is gone, but that which is spoken can never be truly be taken. And so, it returns, and so I say, 'Two stars have fallen, both equal in might…. Both filled with darkness and despair….”

”That is all our spy managed to overhear, before being cast out of the Hogs Head Inn by the rowdy crowd,” Rodolphus carefully lied for that was the only portion of the prophecy that Capricorn had conveyed to him.

”And the rest, who overheard it?” Voldemort snapped as his mind firmly believed that he was one of the fallen stars mentioned in the prophecy.

”Certainly, none fully within the Hogs Head Inn except for Headmaster Albus Dumbledore,” Rodolphus truthfully answered.

Voldemort's crimson eyes race for a moment, before becoming hard. ”It would seem that we will need to pay a visit to the Hall of Prophecy, after all. Can your spy within the Auror's acquire the prophecy?”

”Not easily,” Rodolphus candidly replied. ”Ever since the attacks, Minister Jenkins reinforced the security of the Ministry of Magic to the degree that it would be safer to place the Keeper of the Prophecy Hall under the Imperius spell than to acquire that which we seek.”