News of the Order of the Phoenix's entire force being ambushed by Voldemort last night reached Albert as an urgent report the following morning.
Albert was a little bewildered when he first received the news. It really did not seem like something Voldemort would do, but on second thought, considering that Voldemort had recently been... ahem, considering that things had not been going particularly well for him lately, it was not hard to understand why he hated the Order of the Phoenix and the Defense Association so much. It seemed perfectly reasonable that he would want to strike at the Order personally, especially when he had finally found an opportunity to destroy it once and for all.
As for Mrs. Figg's information, Voldemort had probably found it in Mundungus's mind. It was rather remarkable that Voldemort had acted on it immediately.
Wait, something was wrong!
Could it be...!
Voldemort suspected that there was a traitor among the upper ranks of the Death Eaters, so this was likely a test to see whether any of his Death Eaters had betrayed him.
If that was true, someone was going to be in trouble next.
For some reason, Albert was unexpectedly pleased.
He truly did not like Snape, and he would be more than happy to see the man suffer.
Still, that man's safety would be assured for the time being. Even if Voldemort suspected something, he would not move against him lightly.
Suspicion was only suspicion.
If killing Snape brought him no sufficient benefit, it would be a disastrous loss.
Not only would it unsettle people's hearts, it would also cause a whole series of problems.
After all, under Albert's influence, the old guard among the Death Eaters had withered away.
After breakfast, Albert first went to the Defense Association and told