The Eternal Bet 4

He would temporarily spare Voldemort's henchmen.

That was why.

Ian had more pressing matters to focus on.

And besides.

He intended to use that Death Eater as bait.

But before that.

He needed to figure out why this had happened.

Under Ian's gaze.

Jorkins felt immense pressure.

Feeling Ian's gaze and its oppressive force, Jorkins tensed all over and hurriedly said, "Y-you, please ask! I'll tell you everything I know!" He looked thoroughly terrified.

He probably had no idea that the mysterious, powerful wizard standing before him was technically his junior—and a Ravenclaw wizard as well.

"Mm, I hope you can clear up a few things for me." Ian's gaze swept across the "ordinary" Muggle street around them before settling back on Jorkins's face, his eyes profound.

"That Death Eater was chasing you just now. I can roughly reconstruct the route you took, from when you fought until you were forced to reveal yourselves here. Given your position at the time and the surroundings, there were at least three other routes you could have taken—shorter, more concealed, and more likely to lead you to other wizards or allow you to escape directly to a Ministry of Magic safe house. Yet you chose a longer path, one that crossed a relatively open Muggle area and ultimately happened to bring you to the entrance of this Royal Catherine Hotel."

His tone was merely stating facts, but cold sweat instantly broke out on Jorkins's forehead again.

"That makes me very curious." Ian continued, a trace of inquiry entering his voice. "Was it a coincidence? Or... did you deliberately lure him here?"

Yes.

This was the suspicious detail Ian had discovered in the Death Eater's memories.

At those words, Jorkins's face turned paper-white. He frantically waved his hands. "No! That's not it! Sir! How