"The people who ambushed me were probably from the Dark Council. I recognized two of them," Jacob said. "But for some reason, they also seemed to be secretly watching the Death Eaters. Aren't they on the same side?"
"Judging by what's happened before," Harry answered Jacob, seemingly having had more dealings with the Dark Council than the others, "although the Dark Council and the Death Eaters are working together, they each have their own agendas."
Harry had actually been puzzling over this for a long time.
There had been those two oddball wizards from the Dark Council-a werewolf and a half-blood Night Demon. Even though Harry had no racial prejudices of that sort-Lupin was a werewolf too, after all-those two really were rather unusual among wizards.
Harry had fought them two against one and even killed one of them. The Dark Council should have had a very clear understanding of his strength. Yet afterward, during the battle at the Burrow over Christmas, the Death Eaters had clearly misjudged his strength by a considerable margin.
In other words, the Dark Council had not told the Death Eaters how strong he was.
If the Dark Council had not stepped in to help at the very end, Harry would have captured Dolohov alive.
That showed that although the Death Eaters and the Dark Council were partners, they were not truly united.
"I think Harry is probably right." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.
"Even so, I think we need to get there as soon as possible. Otherwise, they might still get away. We can't let such a rare opportunity slip by," Rufus Scrimgeour said.
Amelia Bones nodded beside him.
"This is no small matter. We should take more time to consider it." Professor Slughorn's gaze flickered.
When it came to facing Voldemort, this old man