Mundungus Fletcher's misfortune was largely his own fault for having a death wish.
As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, how could Mundungus not know how deep the enmity between the Order and the Death Eaters ran? After Snape exposed his identity as an Order member, he had not chosen to lie low. Instead, he had brazenly broken into other people's homes to make risk-free profits.
It was like dancing in a latrine—asking for shit.
If the Death Eaters truly wanted to cause trouble for the Order of the Phoenix, they would definitely start with the easiest targets. After Albert sent that christmas gift to Voldemort, Mr. Thief was the first to suffer. Who told him not to hide? Who told him he was the easiest to catch?
Albert felt no guilt over it.
If he truly felt guilty about such things, there would be far too many matters for him to feel guilty over.
After all, quite a few wizards had lost their lives because of his appearance. Especially amid the increasingly chaotic situation, even more innocent Muggles would be caught up in it and die.
Albert sympathized with them, but that was all.
What he needed to consider now was what new changes would occur in England after Mundungus fell into Voldemort's hands.
Though Mr. Thief probably did not know much, Voldemort would certainly squeeze every bit of information out of Mundungus before he died.
That was troublesome.
Who knew how much useful intelligence Mundungus would provide Voldemort before his death?
This was a huge problem.
After carefully recording every issue he could think of in his notebook, Albert took the Crystal Ball used for Divination from the bookshelf, preparing to conduct a detailed divination regarding Mundungus's capture.
He would never allow himself to stumble in