Chapter 241: 'Confidants”

Chapter 241: “Confidants”

After being stunned for a moment, Regulus moved the cup full of tea to his lips, took a sip, and then said slowly, “Mr. Aiken, I don’t understand what you mean.”

Looking at the elegant posture, Mr. Aiken frowned quietly.

He cleared his throat, “Black, I’m not stupid. There’s no need to play riddles, okay?”

Regulus didn’t mind that he repeated what he said just now. He still held the teacup gracefully, “I clearly didn’t understand what you just meant.”

This time, it was Mr. Aiken’s turn to be confused. According to his son’s description, the tattoo on the pretender’s forearm must be the Dark Mark. According to his information, the Death Eaters, represented by the Dark Mark, the pure-blooded radical organization in the UK, and their masters are mysterious.

Although the Association had cooperated with the Death Eaters, Mr. Aiken didn’t know who the master of the Death Eaters was. He got the news that their master was missing. There are two theories. One is that the master got a backlash when he was studying some kind of terrible dark magic, causing his soul to dissipate. The second was that the master was wiped out by an extremely powerful wizard.

The Death Eaters hadn’t made any major moves for nearly a year. As far as Mr. Aiken knew, even the people they installed in the British Ministry of Magic no longer operated.

Regulus was one of the leaders of the Death Eaters, so Mr. Aiken came to verify the Death Eaters when he found the Dark Mark. However, things do not go very well.

Mr. Aiken was not sure about their master’s status, hesitated for a while, and decided to clarify his purpose.

“Black, I hope you don’t forget the promise you made with the Association.” He reminded me and then told me about his son’s experience.

Regulus stroked the smooth teacup lightly and said slowly, “Of course, the promise will not be forgotten. But the specific matters have always been decided by the master, and I don’t understand what you mean by returning. Our master never left.”

Mr. Aiken continued to press on, “That’s good to hear, but how do you explain the Dark Mark?”

Regulus replied, “That’s not our member, Mr. Aiken. Take a gander. We don’t need to take action against your son. What’s the purpose? For a profit?”

He doesn’t believe his words and decides to spend a lot of money to get someone to take action after he goes back and checks his son carefully.

“Black, whether you guys did it or not. I came here in person to remind you.”

“Thank you for the reminder,” Regulus narrowed his eyes slightly, “But Death Eaters didn’t accept threats.”

Mr. Aiken sneered secretly. He had never thought highly of the British wizarding community. Mr. Aiken had always believed that there were no wizards in the whole of Britain that were worthy of being taken seriously except for Dumbledore.

Looking at Regulus in front of him, he wondered if it wasn’t for the cooperative relationship between the Association and the Death Eaters or because of his family bloodline. He would not have a relationship with him. After the whereabouts of the Death Eater’s master disappeared, the two would probably cut ties with each other.

When Mr. Aiken came in, he also saw the decoration of his home. It was different from his luxurious and spacious mansion. It was gloomy and old-fashioned, and he didn’t have much intention to change it.

Just like the old house elf who came up to deliver tea just now, the ancient pure-blood family has only one servant, and there is not even a powerful wizard hired to guard the home.

According to Mr. Aiken’s knowledge, the Black family is not a special case. Most pure-blood families in England are like this, even the Malfoy family.

It’s just that these British people don’t have enough sense of urgency, and they don’t know how to use their ancestors’ property to expand their power and influence.

In France, only a few pure-blood families have declined. They have more ostentation than the British.

Although, it has a lot to do with Mr. Grindelwald. Thinking about his name, Mr. Aiken felt that his left hand under his robe began to itch, and the sense of fear in his heart also spread.

When the powerful wizard, who was the first Dark Lord and not the Principal of Nurmengard, was raging, most of the world experienced his horrors. These lucky Brits escaped a whole lot because Dumbledore protected them. Grindelwald ravaged Europe and did not lead his group to where Dumbledore set foot.

“You!”

Seeing that Lestrange had already drawn out her wand, Regulus reluctantly stood up to stop the two of them. He pondered for a while and said, “You can try. If master really returns and needs some small help, that will be the best moment to prove our loyalty.”

Lestrange was quite convinced of Regulus.

—-

In Nurmengard, Sean was half lying on the bed, yawned, and closed a book. He is currently learning high-end transfiguration. While the progress is gratifying, it is really exhausting. He pulled the quilt and prepared to fall asleep early today.

Suddenly, he felt a warm feeling on his right forearm, and the slight voice of a woman was calling in his mind.

“Huh?” Sean raised his right hand suspiciously, but the information in his mind made his expression strange.

“My lord, do you need your servant now?”

“This voice is familiar...” Sean frowned and thought about it. He must have heard this voice somewhere but couldn’t remember it.

Of course, this was not the thing that surprised him the most. What surprised him the most was that the warmth he felt and the call in his mind all came from the Dark Mark.

In the beginning, Riddle’s soul fragment wanted to invade Sean’s soul world, but it ended up becoming his small library. As a result, Sean has mastered many high-level dark magic, and at the same time, the description of the Dark Mark also entered his mind.

Tom Riddle is indeed a genius. After learning about the Dark Mark, Sean discovered the magic of this thing. The spell was created by Tom himself, and it can be planted on the forearm of the Death Eaters. This is the symbol of the Death Eaters and a way of communication.

The Dark Mark is a one-way contact mark spell. Only the caster can use the mark to notify other Death Eaters. Once the Dark Mark is planted, it cannot be removed.

Of course, Sean, who understands the essence of this curse, can naturally erase it, just like before.

When he pretended to be a student of Nurmengar and planted the Dark Mark on himself. Mainly to divert Fabian’s attention and, on the other hand, to investigate Tom Riddle’s current state.

With Grindelwald by his side, Sean doesn’t have to worry about being targeted by Tom Riddle. After fully understanding the spell, he has the same control as Tom on the Dark Mark.

Sean didn’t expect that he had ever received a message from the Dark Mark before, and after kidnapping Fabian, he erased the mark himself. After thinking for a while, Sean figured out the reason and remembered the caller’s identity.

Bellatrix Lestrange.

“The news has been spread.” Sean frowned and thought.

He waited for a while, but no more news came.

Some hesitant Sean finally found Grindelwald. He just smiled and left him a sentence, “Do it with confidence. It’s a power to control confidants.”

Sean understood the meaning and was shocked. Did Grindelwald want him to control the Death Eaters?

Sean narrowed his eyes, and while he was alone in the dungeon. He raised his wand and replanted the Dark Mark on his arm.

“Let’s wait and see tonight to see if any more news is coming.” Sean muttered.

On that night, Lestrange’s faint voice sounded again.