"I'm sorry, but I can't agree to your request."
"Besides, whether Voldemort's vessel souls are found means nothing to me."
"Even if Voldemort returns to his full strength, it won't make any particular difference to me."
"The world will simply descend into chaos."
"And my Elemental Magic will still be the best choice in an age of chaos."
Katelyle had never cared whether Voldemort would return or what impact that might have on him.
Even if Voldemort returned and stood against him, he would not spare him a second glance.
To him, Voldemort's game was just another little game of his own, a game for training students.
Only games on a higher level, full of unknowns, could interest him.
As for the Veiled Organization, it was an ambitious organization that had always maintained its secrecy.
If not for their greed for certain so-called benefits, they would have remained well hidden and unknown.
Katelyle's words did nothing to improve Mulciber's mood.
He had come here precisely because he believed that, with the secrets of all Voldemort's vessel souls now in his grasp, he could free Harry Potter from his troubles for good.
But he had not expected Katelyle to look so utterly indifferent.
"Professor Katelyle, aren't you at all worried about Harry Potter's safety?" Mulciber had no choice but to remind him.
"Worried? Why should I be worried?" Katelyle looked at Mulciber with a hint of mockery. "Aren't you underestimating him?"
Mulciber raised his eyebrows, momentarily unsure how to answer.
He had already investigated Harry Potter's strength thoroughly enough.
Yet he still did not believe Harry Potter could survive the coming crisis.
"Since you're so confident, Professor Kate, let's wait and see."
"Believe me, you'll come to us seeking cooperation of your own accord."
Mulciber felt there was no point in