One hour earlier.
In a remote, deserted village in Devon, Sirius and Lupin were carrying out a surveillance mission. Before long, the bait known as "Kenneth" would arrive in the village to make contact with Mr. Anderson, the Prophecy Master.
Of course, both of them were impostors. There was not even a man in that house who resembled Albert Anderson.
But none of that mattered. As long as the Death Eaters and the relevant Ministry of Magic personnel believed Albert Anderson was hiding here, that was enough.
After all, the Death Eaters who wanted Albert dead still had not found a single clue related to him.
Kenneth, who was responsible for "delivering goods" to Zonko, definitely knew something. Even if the person caught this time was not Albert, he would certainly be someone closely connected to him. Once they controlled them, finding Albert would not be difficult at all.
Since the Ministry could use Veritaserum, the Death Eaters naturally could as well—and they had even more brutal methods of interrogation.
So Sirius was not worried that the Death Eaters would refuse to take the bait. Besides, according to intelligence provided by Snivellus, after Lucius Malfoy had spent a fortune in Galleons to get himself sent to Azkaban Prison, the Death Eater who had taken on the task of murdering Albert Anderson was that madwoman, Bellatrix Lestrange.
More often than not, Sirius found his cousin Bellatrix's terrible taste beyond his comprehension. Voldemort's appearance was truly... very distinctive. Just the fact that he had no nose... Sirius was actually more curious how Bella, who had worshipped Voldemort so fervently back then, had never considered marrying Voldemort directly.
It was a joke, but Sirius truly could not understand that madwoman's fanaticism for Voldemort. Was it like the star-chasing obsession people had with singer