Tom, Am I Giving You Too Much Face?

"Dark Mark, Death Eaters!?" Gladwin's face changed drastically after only a single glance.

At this moment, the Dark Mark on the inside of the dark wizard's forearm was a blurred, light red.

However, one could still discern from its shape that it was the Dark Mark of the Death Eaters.

When Voldemort was still "alive," this thing had been a deep, dark color.

But after Voldemort was "killed" by Harry Potter, it had turned into this blurred, light red.

As an Auror, Gladwin was very clear on this point.

This meant that the person who had come to attack the young wizard was not just a dark wizard, but a remnant of Voldemort—a fish that had slipped through the net and hadn't been caught.

It also meant that Isaac had "taken down" a Death Eater all by himself.

"Professor Dumbledore, the situation is urgent! We need to take him back to the Auror Office immediately. As for Isaac..."

Dumbledore agreed understandingly, "Leave Isaac to me; I will protect him from here on."

Hearing Dumbledore say this, Gladwin didn't hesitate at all, leaving immediately with his subordinates and the Death Eater.

If the Ministry of Magic's attitude toward Voldemort was one of taboo, then their attitude toward the group known as Death Eaters was one of constant scrutiny.

This was because this group was the source of instability in the British magical world.

Of course, the definition of "Death Eater" here was set by the Ministry of Magic—wizards from wealthy and powerful pure-blood families, even if they had associated with Voldemort, could just as easily brush it off with the excuse of having been under the Imperius Curse, provided they paid enough.

Those who had neither money nor background, yet still followed others as Death Eaters, became street rats that everyone shouted to beat.

When the Ministry of Magic caught such Death Eaters, they would truly strike with a heavy hand.

If they didn't "punish" a few unlucky souls, how could those wizards from pure-blood families be willing to cough up their money?

The unlucky fellow right now was about to become a prominent case for the Auror Office this year.

Who said the Auror Office wasn't doing any work? Hadn't they just dragged back a Death Eater who had just used an Unforgivable Curse?

There were only three Unforgivable Curses in total, and this man had used one and a half at once.

Gladwin hurried away with his achievement, while Isaac looked toward Dumbledore.

"So, Professor Dumbledore is going to live here?" Isaac felt there was nothing wrong with that.

In any case, this villa was originally prepared by Grindelwald for Dumbledore.

If he could really trick Dumbledore into moving in, he reckoned Grindelwald might even let him inherit his estate.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore was not so easily tricked after all.

"Isaac, pack your things. Perhaps you need to begin your life at Hogwarts ahead of schedule."

"Is that so? That works too~" Isaac didn't mind arriving at school early, especially since he was quite covetous of the Hogwarts library.

Knowledge in the magical world was not exactly cheap, and although he could put things on Dumbledore's tab at Flourish and Blotts, Isaac couldn't go too far, could he?

If the Hogwarts library had the books he needed, why spend that wasted money?

"By the way, if we just leave like this, what about Anthony?"

Since one Death Eater could find Isaac's home, it meant that more Death Eaters might come knocking in the future.

Isaac could walk away, but the old butler Anthony had taken good care of Isaac all these years.

His food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all arranged by the old butler.

What if the Death Eaters came knocking again while Isaac wasn't there?

Death Eaters were just like terrorists; they were a group of people who had lost their humanity.

Torturing and killing Muggles was their hobby.

"Rest assured, I will leave a protective charm here before we depart. If any unwelcome guests arrive, I will know immediately." Dumbledore was very gratified that Isaac possessed such "humanity."

In this regard, Isaac was doing much better than Grindelwald and himself.

For the greater good... one had to know that it was Dumbledore himself who had first proposed that slogan.

"That's good."

After finishing his instructions to Anthony, Isaac went outside to meet up with Dumbledore.

Dumbledore helped Isaac carry two pieces of luggage and then extended a hand.

"Grab on, Isaac!"

It was the familiar sensation of Apparition, and the next second, Isaac was brought by Dumbledore to the Astronomy Tower at Hogwarts.

"Krieg~"

Following Dumbledore's soft call, an elderly, "wrinkled" house-elf suddenly appeared.

"At your service, Professor Dumbledore." Krieg bowed earnestly to Dumbledore, then waited for orders from the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Mr. Isaac Waldore needs to return to school early for certain reasons. Please help him arrange a place to stay until all the students return."

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore." Krieg bowed again, then waved a hand to "lift" all of Isaac's luggage.

"Mr. Waldore, please follow me."

"Go on, Isaac. Get a good night's rest; we have plenty of time to talk about everything tomorrow."

Isaac nodded and immediately followed behind Krieg as they walked into the interior of Hogwarts.

Before long, Krieg led Isaac to a room without a nameplate.

Pushing open the door revealed a suite.

"Mr. Waldore, this is the 7th floor of the Professor Tower, used for professors teaching at Hogwarts.

You may stay here until the term begins. If you need anything, you can call for me directly."

Krieg walked into the suite first, and Isaac's luggage was immediately sorted and put away.

Clothes were hung in the wardrobe, and books were placed on the shelves.

"We clean the professors' suites every day, and the bedding is changed daily as well.

I will have dinner delivered to your door shortly. Do you have any dietary restrictions, Mr. Waldore?"

"I don't eat celery or cilantro."

"Understood. I wish you a pleasant dream tonight." Krieg bowed to Isaac once more, then departed via Apparition.

Once Krieg had left, Isaac kicked off his shoes and threw himself onto the suite's sofa.

The entire suite was about 90 square meters, designed with two rooms, a living room, and a bathroom.

One bedroom, one study, a living area, and a washroom.

Only now, sinking into the soft sofa, did Isaac truly have time to himself.

He finally had the energy to start thinking about everything he had encountered throughout the day.

His chance meeting with the Granger family in Diagon Alley was nothing worth noting; the Grangers were rare, good people.

As for the Death Eaters who tried to abduct him halfway, Isaac couldn't understand why they would dare target him when Voldemort was clearly so weak right now.

These rats in the gutter should have been hiding in the sewers instead of daring to crawl out onto the streets.

Furthermore, why would the Death Eaters target him?

His surname was Waldore, not Potter.

Unsurprisingly, the Death Eaters taken away by the Aurors would be interrogated with overtime, and there would certainly be no shortage of Legilimency or Veritaserum.

Isaac only needed to wait one night; by tomorrow, he would likely be able to learn from Dumbledore why the Death Eaters had set their sights on him.

But that didn't stop Isaac from keeping a tally against Tom.