The Horcrux had been ruled out, but many possibilities still remained.
The Department of Mysteries was a top-secret institution within the British Ministry of Magic, primarily responsible for major confidential magical matters, including the exploration of inexplicable magical phenomena.
For Voldemort to act in person, whatever he wanted had to be no less valuable to him than a Horcrux.
While Vincent was lost in thought, Arthur and several staff members used magic to bind Dolohov to the ground, then shackled his hands and feet.
He could no longer struggle for survival like a worm, but he no longer cared. He merely stared fixedly at Vincent, muttering curses under his breath.
"Damn Mudblood... Kill me now if you dare... Once the master appears... All of you will die..."
Arthur frowned and hit him with a powerful Stunning Spell, silencing him for good.
The corridor instantly fell quiet, but it did not last long.
The Magical Communicator on Arthur's wrist began to ring. It was Fudge.
He looked at Vincent with a complicated expression and did not answer immediately.
Given Fudge's nature, once he learned that Death Eaters had infiltrated the Ministry of Magic, he would likely forcibly recall every Auror currently outside carrying out rescues and dealing with the source of the curse, then seal off the Ministry completely.
Compared to Muggle casualties, Fudge cared more about the political consequences of the Ministry being invaded.
There was no need to guess how this would end.
"Dark Lord Vincent Wayne spread the curse in an attempt to stage a performance and clear his name, but the curse spiraled out of control, causing massive casualties among innocent Muggles."
If they concealed the information and failed to report it...
Just as Arthur found himself caught in a dilemma, Vincent suddenly spread his hands slightly,