A hint of smugness appeared on Herpo's face. "In fact, some high-ranking people on the Muggle side have already begun contacting those goblins and asking whether they're willing to cooperate, so I'm not worried about them."
"Oh, right! I only got this news this morning." Realizing something, he paused, then hurriedly raised his voice. "I only just learned that all this had happened among the goblins."
The moment he finished speaking, his expression turned ugly.
As the "Shepherd" of the Isaiah Society, he had instinctively tried to patch things up just to avoid torture. It was utterly humiliating!
Voldemort did not turn around, so he could not see Herpo's expression or know how spectacular it was at that moment.
"If that's the case..." Voldemort continued in a cold voice as he thought, "then we'll change our strategy."
"Once Calchas revives, stop monitoring Dumbledore for now. Use the 'Eye of Heaven' to observe Wizet's movements!"
What he wanted most now was to conceal the whereabouts of his Horcruxes.
Since Dumbledore knew his secret, he could not allow it to spread further and let Herpo and the others discover it as well!
"That Guardian?" Herpo looked at Voldemort's back, his brows tightly furrowed and his voice full of confusion. "You mean... have Calchas monitor him later?"
Herpo was not the only one confused. The black mist floating above Grigory Vladimirov's corpse also shuddered a few times, as though expressing its bewilderment.
"Yes! Haven't you always questioned my judgment?" Voldemort said. "Then I'll give you a chance to confirm that my judgment is correct by monitoring Wizet."
"Just watch what he does this afternoon. Based on what I knew about him then, he'll go to Severus's office and stay there for the entire afternoon, learning how to brew potions."
"Understood." Herpo glanced at