The clerk's voice continued to echo through the hall, reading out name after name, making one intercepted attack after another public.
"...Incident seventeen, October twenty-third. Location: a Parkinson family property, the rear entrance of a black-market auction house in Knockturn Alley.
A Confundus Charm targeting a guard was intercepted..."
The Parkinson patriarch's face instantly turned the color of raw liver.
"...Incident twenty-five, November second. Location: the perimeter of Nott Manor. A high-intensity Cruciatus Curse was intercepted..."
Old Nott shuddered violently, nearly losing his grip on his cane inlaid with Serpent's Eye Stone.
The atmosphere in the hall began to turn strange.
At first, people were merely surprised, but as the list grew longer, surprise turned to horror, and finally to a chilling silence.
Of the more than fifty Wizengamot members present, over half had their names on this list of attack targets!
And the vast majority of them knew nothing about it!
The homes they had thought impregnable had already been watched, probed, and even attacked by countless eyes from the darkness over the past month.
"...Incident thirty-seven, November tenth. Location: Malfoy Manor.
A combined Shrinking Charm and Levitation Charm attempting to infiltrate through a house-elf passage was intercepted.
Source of the attack...unknown."
When Lucius Malfoy's name was read out, a deathly silence fell over the entire hall.
All color had drained from Lucius's face. He stared fixedly at Sirius, his gray eyes filled with disbelief and humiliated fury.
"Order!" The Chief Wizard struck her gavel hard.
Sirius's smile grew even brighter.
"It seems Mr. Malfoy isn't the only one concerned about our company's security."
He spoke unhurriedly.
"So many people have been helping us conduct pressure tests through practical action."
"You...this is slander!"
Lucius finally forced the words through gritted teeth, his voice trembling slightly with anger.
"Who knows