"Have you found it?"
In the study, Snape poured Yaxley a glass of wine, took another for himself, and sat in an armchair opposite the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to discuss the Death Eaters' recent major operation with his old companion.
"Not yet, but it should be soon. I've already had people investigate those abandoned Muggle villages. There aren't many of them. If we check them one by one, we'll definitely find the rats' nest."
At the mention of this, Yaxley's eyes gleamed brightly. This was the first time they had gained the upper hand in their struggle against that Mudblood.
"Are you sure it isn't a trap?"
Snape's question made Yaxley's expression change abruptly, because it seemed... not impossible.
No, quite the opposite. It was very likely.
That cunning Mudblood had indeed made them suffer badly.
Yaxley's silence left Snape rather speechless.
What was this?
That said, the Death Eaters had indeed been badly played by Albert Anderson lately. It had even made Snape wonder whether the gap in intelligence between the two sides was really that large.
Now that they finally had a chance to regain some ground, it was no wonder Yaxley was so pleased.
"Even if it's a trap, it doesn't matter. The Dark Lord will be going too. We're just..." Yaxley was not worried. Whenever the Dark Lord was present, that Mudblood usually chose to retreat of his own accord.
Naturally, they did not need to worry about stepping into a trap and getting themselves killed.
Watching Yaxley chatter on about the next stage of the plan, Snape was utterly speechless. He felt that his colleague seemed to have forgotten that the Dark Lord often came off worse when facing Albert Anderson.
Naturally, Snape would not casually voice such treasonous thoughts,