A hint of smugness appeared on Herpo's face. "In fact, high-level people on the Muggle side have already begun contacting those Goblins to ask whether they're willing to cooperate, so I'm not worried about them."
"Oh, right! I only received this news this morning." Realizing something, he broke off and hurriedly raised his voice. "I only just learned what had happened on the Goblins' side."
No sooner had he finished saying this than his expression turned ugly.
As The Shepherd of the Isaiah Society, he had actually tried to cover for himself by reflex just to avoid being tortured. It was far too humiliating!
Voldemort did not turn around, so he could not see Herpo's expression, and had no idea just how marvelous Herpo looked at that moment.
"In that case..." Voldemort pondered as he continued in an icy voice, "then we'll change the strategy."
"After Carcas revives, don't monitor Dumbledore for the time being. Use the Heavenly Eye to watch Vizet's movements instead!"
What he wanted to do most right now was hide the whereabouts of his Horcruxes.
Since Dumbledore knew his secret, he could not let that secret spread any further and allow Herpo and the others to discover it too!
"That Guardian?" Herpo looked at Voldemort's back, his brow knotting tightly, his voice full of confusion. "You mean... have Carcas monitor him later?"
Herpo was not the only one with such doubts. The Black Mist floating above Gregory Vladimirovich's corpse trembled several times as well, as if using that to express its confusion.
"That's right! Haven't you always been questioning my judgment?" Voldemort said. "Then I'll give you a chance. By monitoring Vizet, you can confirm that my judgment is correct."
"Just see what he does this afternoon. According to what I understood of him at that