Chapter 129: Chapter 128
Sitting on a bench not far from the battle site, Severus (Ichiros) calmly studied the memory of Nestor, who was bowing before him, the head of the first group of the "Steel" branch of the Black Star organisation, operating in the Northeast of Europe, and the rest of his subordinates were lying nearby and from the rising and falling chest, it was possible to understand without any problems that they were still alive, yet, the Archmage simply did not see anything interesting in killing those who had already lost the will to fight.
Of course, if they had attacked at the moment when he was walking with Bella, Snape would not have been so gentle, and he did not have completely different plans for them, and he was sure of everything that they would definitely not see sunlight again one hundred percent.
The "Master" in this organization was not the last person, and he knew a lot: from the level of strength of the leaders of each branch, to the location of all bases, although still one thing was unknown to him - this is the leader of the organization itself, who never showed his face, even to six heads of departments and behaved quite secretively, giving all orders through messengers, who could be anyone: from a dog to a cat, to Muggles under Imperius, and even wizards.
The "Steel" department, under the command of Witold, a "Master" specialising in Plant Magic, arrived in Britain with several goals: first of all, to gain a foothold in the country and gradually seize the ministry from within, placing its people in all free positions and, in the end, to reach the post of Minister of Magic, because this was the best time to launch spies into the enemy's camp; secondly, to capture the shadow part of Magical Britain, after the disappearance of almost all groups, as well as the investigation of this case; and thirdly, learn the recipes for some potions that are produced only in Britain, but mainly focus on the "Strength" potion, which currently brings the lion's share of the country's profits.
And the last thing, Severus was very surprised, because he thought that the recipes would leak into the world in a maximum of six months, but the fact that even now no one could decipher them was a real surprise for him, although they still managed to make a weaker version, It's just that it couldn't be compared with the potion that is produced in Britain.
As for the other goals, Snape had to admit that they are not impossible, because if they continue to support the Death Eaters and thin the ranks of the Aurors using them, this will force the Ministry of Magic to recruit more and more wizards and turn a blind eye to quality and dark areas in history "newbies".
If we talk about the capture of the dark part of Magical Britain, then they began to act a little late, because several new gangs had already appeared, dividing it into seven parts, and for the plan to succeed, they would have to try a little and a measly four hundred wizards would not be enough for this task, and they would have to wait for support from the organisation when they are almost on the other side of the continent will take a very long time.
But the fact that they decided to try to take over this country is not a bad goal, because now it is very weakened and we can say that this is the best time to try their luck, and they chose the right methods and Snape has no choice but to honestly applaud the leader or the one who came up with this plan.
There was just one problem, with their plan, they began to interfere with him, who had just settled down normally, and the fact that they still decided to target him himself became their biggest mistake, because Witold intended not just to talk to him, but to extract recipes , after all, no one hid their author and everyone knew that these potions were created by a seventh-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Severus Prince, and only because of the patronage of the Ministry, no one touches him, although they come to the store every day trying to buy Shafiki's prescriptions.
Therefore, he still decided to intervene, and use the name Ichiros and "slightly" spoil the plans of the Black Star.
And after a few minutes, he removed his wrinkled palm from the head of the startled Nestor.
Yet, when wizards voluntarily open their minds, finding the information they need becomes much easier. "Not bad, not bad, you have a smart leader," the old man(Severus) said with a chuckle, looking at the man with short gray hair and glasses, who was flinching at every word, Ichiros no longer had a hood and the wizard could see his face normally, "It's not for nothing that he was called "Tyrant" with such a naturally evil face and cold character, but…" - at that second, the man was trembling like an aspen leaf and no longer had the former menacing expression on his face. " …"
"Well, thank you for the information and what should I do with you?"
"I beg you, don't kill me!" He exclaimed with panic in his voice, lowering his head to the ground.
"Hmm... okay," and Nestor's face lit up in that very second, "I'll let you live, but I can't let you go, you've seen too much, but..." looking up, Nestor came across two red dots and, swallowing, quickly, he lowered his head, "... if you serve my student…"
"I'm ready! Please let me become your slave!" in front of him stood a real monster and perhaps the strongest wizard on earth, and to become even a slave of such a person was a real heavenly whim, because Nestor, unlike most of his colleagues, always strived for power and not for the sake of anyone, but only for himself and he hoped that someday this powerful wizard, if he could prove his devotion, would teach him something or tell him how to overcome his limits, become as strong... a real "sun" like the man in front of him...
"You have your head it works, it's commendable,"the Prince almost immediately understood what this man wanted, even without using legilimency, yet such a look in his world was not uncommon, because almost everyone there strived for power.
"Show your chest." Nestor didn't even think about it, because he understood what the old man standing in front of him wanted to see. And throwing off his robe, he loosened his tie and opened his shirt, not paying attention to the buttons flying in different directions.
Severus's gaze immediately fell on the black star sign in the center of the man's chest and stretching out his finger, he touched it and calmly changed its shape to a black flame, and also corrected the seal mechanism, making it a slave, just like on Jose.
"Go to the store and show this sign, from this day on, you will also guard it."
"Yes! Thank you! I will not let you down!" Excitedly, he bowed several more times and seeing the "swinging" gesture with his owner's hand, Nestor stood up and quickly took the staff lying on the ground, hit the hard surface and disappeared.
"So I found another security guard... maybe I should open a second store?" Severus drawled thoughtfully, remembering all the rubbish from the Room of Requirement,
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A few minutes later, flashes appeared outside the park and several dozen Aurors appeared, who very quickly began to clear the memory of nearby Muggles, as well as those who were running out of the park.
"First group, follow me," barked a man with an artificial eye and locks of gray hair, tightly clutching his wand and gloomily looking towards the column of smoke.
"Yes captain!" ten people who followed him exclaimed in unison.
They quickly reached the site of the recent battle, where the flames were still burning and the ground was completely scorched, but in some places traces of the battle could also be seen.
And when the rest of the Aurors only looked at it all in amazement, the captain himself did not take his eyes off the very familiar flame that he had already seen before, but it was weaker.
But the next moment, his artificial eye moved sharply and after a few seconds he froze on a man in a robe, sitting on a bench and watching them.
Which made him swallow nervously, because in his memory that day in the cave was still vivid when he thought that he was about to lose his life.
Swallowing nervously, he remembered a meeting held by the heads of the departments: Magical Law Enforcement, Magical Incidents and Disasters, and Magical Espionage, who had gathered everyone, the very next day after a major raid on one of the Death Eater bases, which was eventually destroyed by a terrifying fire spell.
And this was only for one purpose, to talk about a wizard who cannot be touched under any circumstances, unless he himself begins to act and treat him with respect, and this same wizard at that second was sitting calmly on a bench and watching them.
"Crap! Why him again?!" the captain shouted in his heart and on weak legs he trudged towards him, of course, he noticed a mountain of bodies, but first, the man still wanted to talk to the old man. "And you weren't in a hurry…" Ichiros said slowly, grinning, looking into the eyes of the nervous auror.
"Greetings, Mr. Ichiros, I am the captain…"
"Let's get down to business, I'm not such an important person."
"You tell this to my superiors and those gangs from whom you left nothing!" Moody shouted in his mind, but on his face there was a smile that over the past ten years, no more than five people had seen, that's why he was called among his friends not only "the menacing eye", but also "the gloomy Moody,"
"Can you tell me what happened here?"
"Of course, my student was attacked by these people at the tree and I had to intervene a little, so I wanted to ask you to take care of this matter and not punish my student, he was only defending himself…"
"Of course, rest assured, we will check everything and imprison those who were involved in the attack!"
"I'm glad to hear this, it's rare that anyone helps old people like me..." Ichiros sighed heavily, causing Moody's right eye to tremble, but he still decided to keep his thoughts to himself, he didn't want to turn into ashes, because he wasn't thinking about beautiful landscape and butterflies, "... and in gratitude, I will advise you something, dig deep into their heads, you will find a lot of interesting things…"
"What…" Moody did not have time to finish anything, because the "old man" right before his eyes turned into the ashes and dissipated, "...now I'll definitely go home no earlier than tomorrow morning…" sighing gloomily, Moody looked towards his subordinates, who stood in one place and looked at him with shock on their faces, "Damn you all! Why the hell are you standing still?! Why did they foist some idiots on me again?! Remove traces of the battle! Bodies! Blood! Let's work, otherwise, upon your return, I will arrange an unforgettable week for you! Do you understand me?!"
"Y-yes!" and only after such a "pendal" did they quickly begin to work.
"Idiots," Moody muttered irritably, going up to the bodies and taking out an iron box, he moved them into it, and then gloomily began to watch his subordinates, "And again they slipped me green newcomers, they will definitely lead me to the grave…"
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