Manufacturing a Murder Case

"What did our mediocre and cowardly minister say?" Sean asked with a smile.

Barty Jr.. sneered, "Fudge was as usual—he had helped Bock when he was in office, and naturally he wanted to get all the help he could for the July election, any extra Galleon that could garner votes. At the time, Fudge tried to use his influence to suppress the matter, but clearly, the people who orchestrated all this weren't going to let him off easy. Five minutes later, a reporter from the Daily Prophet arrived at the ministry."

"The situation came to light too quickly. Even though the Burke family has some power and wealth, they didn't have time to maneuver. Burt Burke is now being held in a temporary detention room."

Sean gently stroked Naja and said casually, "Have you investigated who orchestrated this?"

Barty Jr. immediately lowered his head. "Master, please forgive my incompetence, I haven't found anything yet, please give me a little time..."

Sean waved his hand to interrupt him, "Barty, you know I don't like listening to this kind of powerless, empty nonsense. Controlling the Ministry of Magic is of paramount importance. You should understand what I mean."

"Yes, Master, I will eliminate all unstable factors before you take over the Ministry of Magic," Barty Jr. said respectfully.

"Very good, I believe you won't let me down."

After speaking, Sean looked at Regulus again, slightly raising the corners of his mouth and slowly lifting his head, staring at the other with a faint smile.

"My esteemed master, what... what are your orders?" Regulus stared at him calmly, appropriately displaying a hint of fear.

Sean suddenly laughed, and all the Death Eaters in the audience tensed up.

The capricious Dark Lord —no one knows if he'll raise his wand and take one of their lives at any moment.

Of course, most people can now see that Regulus Black seems to have done something to displease the Dark Lord —several of his men have begun to slowly shift their positions.

"Regulus, how long have we known each other?" Sean asked slowly.

Regulus lowered his head even further. "It's been sixteen years, great master. Over these years, I've come to realize more and more how right it was to join the Death Eaters. Only you can lead us to our ultimate glory."

Sean chuckled, then turned to Lucius: "And you, my cunning friend?"

Lucius swallowed hard. He hadn't expected to be the one being questioned, and he had been ordered at the last gathering to join Regulus in finding out about the French Wizarding Rights Protection Association.

There's been a problem in France... It's very likely that news of the master's return has been leaked...

Lucius certainly wouldn't dare do such a thing, so Regulus is most likely the traitor...

Having thought all this through, Lucius replied respectfully, "I heard of your greatness when I was at Hogwarts. I joined the Death Eaters immediately after graduation, and it has been twenty-one years since then. In the next twenty-one years, and in the future, I will continue to prove my loyalty to you."

Sean rubbed his forehead noncommittally and said in a playful tone, "Look, look at my two loyal and reliable friends—it's truly touching..."

Regulus and Lucius lowered their heads even further, not daring to utter another word.

In truth, Sean wasn't sure who this traitor was either. Lucius probably wouldn't dare, but it wouldn't hurt to give this opportunist a warning. As for Regulus, he had no idea.

He had always held a favorable impression of the current head of the Black Family, and given the man's personality, his continued presence among the Death Eaters likely indicated other motives.

The fact that the other party didn't risk their life to take down one of Voldemort's Horcrux is likely because of Grindelwald and Dumbledore's long-term suppression, which kept the Death Eaters from showing their true colors and prevented Voldemort from revealing his true cruelty. Regulus may have been in a state of hesitation.

Sean didn't know if the person who leaked the information to the France was Regulus. If so, he would definitely have to give him a warning, not to win him over, but to make him side with Dumbledore.

If not, then it proves that the other party has not betrayed Voldemort. In that case, one should act more brutally and capriciously to create a "traitor" by one's own hands, and the other party will also turn to Dumbledore's side.

"I'm so clever... "Sean thought with satisfaction.

Of course, he didn't show a warm smile on his face; his expression remained sinister and ruthless.

"Regulus, Lucius," Sean licked his lips, "Don't you have anything to say about the task I gave you at the last gathering?"

"Master, please believe in my loyalty. No one can hide anything from the great Dark Lord— " the two said urgently.

Sean chuckled. "So you can still sit here and talk to me now, but what about the mission? Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Regulus and Lucius exchanged a glance, and the former knelt on one knee and said quickly, "Lucius and I have just re-established contact with the Aiken Family. We made special preparations and did not expose your whereabouts in any way. I told them that the Death Eaters will be led by Bella for the time being, and there will be new cooperation details in the future—but that Mr. Aiken is an old fox. He sensed that you might return beforehand, and I don't know if this will reveal any information."

Old Man Aiken's awareness of Voldemort's return was within Sean's expectations, but the latter was unaware of his actions against Little Aiken. Normally, Old Man Aiken would pin the blame on the Death Eaters —however, the traitor exposed what Sean had done while under his true identity, and the information that Sean and Voldemort were "the same person" was not revealed.

Aiken Family as a weapon to test themselves... There are bad people among the people...

After all, the idea of taking over someone else's body for one's own use is practically a pipe dream. That traitor feared Voldemort's former power, but he was also unaware of Sean's current state...

That at least proves that the other party has mastered a fairly high Occlumency – apart from Bella, no Death Eaters knows that Sean doesn't have the original Legilimency at all.

Snape is known to fit this condition... but after my return, Snape did not appear, most likely on Dumbledore's orders, no doubt about it... and Snape had no reason to help the France...

Sean glanced at everyone present and raised his eyebrows slightly.

A whole bunch of jerks, and among them were some villains with ulterior motives... Voldemort really failed miserably in creating this organization...

He looked at Regulus and Lucius, who were kneeling on one knee. "I'll give you half a month, and then give me a satisfactory answer. Don't disappoint me; I've been generous enough."

The two breathed a sigh of relief and replied in unison, "Thank you for your kindness."

Sean waved for them to return to their seats, and then began the routine group discussion.

The Death Eaters ' conversations were mostly about the same things: their main task was to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic, and their secondary task was to investigate the Dark Wizard who would never support the Dark Lord.

The conversation was always filled with sinister laughter and arrogant expressions, and Sean began to shake his head silently as he listened.

The plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic was fairly meticulous, after all, Barty Jr.. was quite clever. As for the tasks assigned to the others—just hearing about their plans made one roll their eyes.

Simple, brutal, and utterly devoid of detail, they constantly spout the so-called "glory of the Pure-blood," but their intelligence is truly worrisome. It would be a miracle if this group could succeed without Voldemort's powerful magic.

But Sean had no interest in helping them improve their plan. In his eyes, most of the Death Eaters present were cannon fodder that he could abandon without hesitation.

As the party was drawing to a close, a gaunt wizard spoke with a sneer, "My lord, I'm wondering if we could do something about Old Barty Crouch's campaign for Minister for Magic."

Sean turned his head and saw the cruel and violent wizard licking his lips excitedly.

Evan Rosier, Dark Wizard joined the Death Eaters early on, comes from the Rosier Family, one of the Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Families. He is a cruel and ruthless individual.

When Sean obtained the Death Eaters information, he investigated and found that the Rosier family in England seemed to be a branch of the France Rosier family. In other words, Evan Rosier and Vita Rosier, the Vice Principal of Newmontgard and a confidant of Grindelwald, had some blood ties.

But he learned from Grindelwald that the two Rosier family from different countries had lost contact long ago, with only their family trees still containing information about each other, and that the France Rosier family was a fervent follower of Grindelwald.

Sean raised an eyebrow and turned his head with interest. "Tell me about it, Evan."

"Master, I have an idea. You will eventually reign supreme over this world, and the name of the Death Eaters will resound throughout the land. I think it's time to release some information about us first—"

"Go on," Sean said expressionlessly.

"During the ministerial election in July, the Ministry of Magic's focus will inevitably be on the power transition between the old and new ministers. We can use this time to create an event. On the one hand, it will allow our Death Eaters to appear in this world. On the other hand, Old Barty's appointment is almost a certainty. If a major murder occurs shortly after he takes office, we can easily find two scapegoats and send them there. This way, Old Barty can quickly win people's hearts and also demonstrate his abilities—"

He looked at Barty Jr. with a sinister smile, "Anyway, Barty will use the Imperius Curse to control his father. The higher Old Barty's evaluation is, the more advantageous it will be for our future actions."

Sean narrowed his eyes, then looked at Barty Jr.: "Barty?"

Barty Jr. showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever; instead, he excitedly licked his lips. "Great plan! My foolish father values his reputation above all else; we'll give him a boost, he'll definitely be happy, ha—"

That's really twisted, conspiring with others to deal with one's own father...

Sean stroked the Occamy, asking calmly, "What's the target, Evan? You know I don't like empty talk. If you haven't even set a target..."

"Of course, my master, I won't waste your precious time," Evan Rosier chuckled nervously. "Ha— the Prewett family is a good choice."

"Those two brothers, Gideon Prewett and Fabian Prewett, are a disgrace to me to be listed among the Twenty-Eight Sacred Families. They have long forgotten the glory of Pure-blood, befriending Muggle and associating with those filthy Mudblood. Even their family unions are so—tch, indiscriminate."

Sean narrowed his eyes. Of course he knew the Prewett brothers; they were Mrs. Weasley's brothers and Ron's uncles...

Evan continued, "Master, you probably don't have time to concern yourself with such trivial matters. That Prewett family, their youngest daughter married into the Weasley family, the cheapest and most shameless of the Pure-blood families. Apart from being able to have children, they are utterly useless."

The other Death Eaters chimed in with disdain.

"Master, when the time comes, I will take a few men and send the two Prewett brothers to report to the Death God. This will not only help our plan, but also eliminate a filthy family, that despicable Pure-blood families traitor."

Sean laughed, "Ha-ha-ha!"

The Death Eaters joined him in their wicked laughter, with Evan Rosier laughing especially heartily.

However, to their surprise, the master of the first position suddenly raised his wand, and Evan Rosier, who had been snickering, suddenly trembled, his shrill laughter turning into a shrill wail.

"Ah—ah—!" The screams silenced the living room. Everyone stared in horror at Sean, who had suddenly stopped laughing and looked impatient.

Evan's screams continued for quite a while before subsiding. He was panting heavily on the floor, his eyes filled with terror and confusion.

"Master, Master..." he called out weakly.

Sean slowly stood up, expressionless, and stepped on Evan's head. He said, word by word, "Stupid—stupid beyond redemption."

He tapped the other man's trembling back repeatedly with his wand, saying with disgust, "Evan, is this your plan?"

"Master, I don't know, I don't know where, where..."

Sean grabbed his hair and pulled his head up. "Evan, my close comrade-in-arms—if you're not used to thinking with your own brain, I can help you get rid of it..."

"No! No! Master, I was wrong! I, I..." Evan's eyes widened in terror, but he dared not make any move to resist.

Sean snorted coldly, then slammed the other man's head hard onto the floor, and crimson blood spread out.

He coldly scanned the others, especially Barty Jr. who had just agreed, and only spoke when the other was trembling slightly, "Very smart? Come on, Barty, tell me, at this crucial moment in the ministerial election, a murder has occurred in the Wizarding World. Such a coincidence, tell me, whose attention will this attract?"

Barty Jr. paused for a moment, then finally realized what was happening.

Dumbledore...