"It really is surprising. I never thought a busy man like you would personally come to tell me about this."
In the dim room, a mirror emitted a faint glow. The young man seated at the table smiled as he looked at the old acquaintance in the Two-Way Mirror. There was neither mockery in his voice nor resentment at being used. It sounded more like he was greeting an old friend.
"How confident are you? Do you need the Ministry of Magic to secretly assist with your next move?" The current Minister, Kingsley, clearly attached great importance to tonight's act of revenge.
"That won't be necessary. I'll use the Fiendfyre Curse directly when the time comes. Just remember to send someone to clean up the mess afterward. If there are any fish that slip through the net, have your people deal with them too." Nelson made no effort to conceal his killing intent toward the Death Eater Remnants. Smiling, he said, "Make sure the Fiendfyre doesn't spread. I'm not some madman who kills without blinking, and I don't want innocent people dying because of the Fiendfyre Curse."
The faint glow on the Two-Way Mirror gradually dimmed. There was no doubt that even the Ministry of Magic would be on high alert when faced with the Fiendfyre Curse. Even the renowned Ministry had few people who knew how to deal with such a thing. If Kingsley wanted to extinguish the Fiendfyre quickly, he would have to assemble a firefighting team of specialists.
"There isn't much time left for either of us."
Nelson chuckled as he picked up the wand beside the table and lightly tapped the Two-Way Mirror. The mirror immediately shattered into countless fragments, which he swept into the pile of rubbish with magic.
A burst of hurried footsteps suddenly