"Still can't find him?"
Lucius Malfoy's voice was icy, and his eyes brimmed with undisguised fury. He glared coldly at Peter Pettigrew, wishing he could pull out his wand and teach the useless fool in front of him a lesson.
Peter Pettigrew was utterly useless. He couldn't even find one person.
"This really isn't my fault." Peter Pettigrew was still trying to defend himself. "Even reporters from the Spanish Ministry of Magic want to interview him, but no one knows where he's staying temporarily. Besides, we only just arrived. There hasn't been enough time, and those methods you mentioned for finding people simply don't work."
Peter had been busy for half a day. It really wasn't his fault that he couldn't find that Mudblood's lodging!
"...Useless!"
Lucius Malfoy gritted his teeth in fury and pointed his trembling wand at Peter. A spark shot out by accident, scorching Peter's clothes.
"This really isn't our fault. The plan was too rushed. We haven't even figured out the current situation, let alone made arrangements," Selwyn also tried to defend himself. He had no intention of taking the blame.
If Lucius Malfoy couldn't complete the Dark Lord's task, didn't that prove the two of them hadn't been too useless before? The enemy was simply too difficult to deal with.
"The language barrier is also a huge problem," Peter Pettigrew muttered quietly.
The best option at present was to find where that Mudblood was staying, then secretly lead people into his temporary residence, kill him there, and leave Spain. The task would be finished.
It was a simple and brutal approach, but undoubtedly the best one they could think of. However... the problem was that they still could not find that Mudblood's temporary residence, and no one knew where he was staying.
Since the simplest