Lin Ze squatted next to Ryan's body, his face looking very ugly.
He thought he was saving people.
"Fuck." He squatted there and cursed. The night wind blew from the direction of the pier, blowing away some mist and also blowing Ryan's messy hair up slightly.
However... it's not like everything was gained. At least judging from the scene, the opponent's blood-sucking efficiency is very fast, matching the time of Rosier.
When Ben arrived, Lin Ze was already sitting in a fish and chip shop across the alley.
There was a piece of fried fish in front of him, and he was poking at it with the fork in his hand. Judging from Lin Ze's expression, this food shouldn't be too delicious.
Ben saw him through the glass window, walked in quickly, and sat down opposite him.
"What's going on? Didn't you say..."
"Dead." Lin Ze pushed the plate of fried fish in front of Ben.
"Because of my negligence, one Muggle died."
Ben opened his mouth, but he didn't say the words "It's not your fault", because Lin Ze's current expression made it clear that he didn't want to hear such nonsense.
However, Ben was smart enough not to touch the plate of fried fish. He believed that Lin Ze's taste buds allowed him to push the food to him without saying a word, and it would definitely not be that good.
"Is it notified over there?" Lin Ze didn't care that he didn't eat the fried fish he pushed over.
"Notified, Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes has come to take care of it, but we have to give them an explanation, which is really troublesome..."
Lin Ze shrugged, it doesn't matter, the paperwork has been done anyway.
"Help me check someone out when you get back." Lin Ze said.
"Who?"
"A dock porter named Ryan·Watt, check who else is in his family."
Ben was stunned for a moment. "Check Muggle?"
Seeing Lin Ze nodded affirmatively, Ben sighed, took out a small notebook and wrote it down.
"Lin, you said... these Muggle..."
"When their loved ones are killed, they must have something to think about."
Ben opened his mouth, and finally let out a long sigh.
"Lin, we found it." The next day, Ben put a thin file on his desk.
"Ryan·Watt, thirty-five years old, a porter at River Thames port. His wife's name is Daisy·Watt. She disappeared three years ago and was suspected of being abducted by Death Eaters. She has never been found."
Lin Ze took the file and glanced at it.
"Three years ago... that was when Death Eaters and London were at their most rampant," Ben added.
"Who else is in his family?"
"I have a sister who lives in Croydon."
"Have you contacted me?"
"Not yet."
"Help me give his sister some money in the name of his coworker." After saying that, Lin Ze took out a dozen Galleon and threw them to Ben.
After this result Galleon nodded and left.
Lin Ze leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to think about something.
Dark Night Society.
They thought they were seeking revenge, but in fact they were just sacrifices in captivity.
And the person hiding in the dark...
Lin Ze Get up.
He needs to find someone.
When Lin Ze found Bellatrix, she was wearing a maid outfit and cleaning the dust in Rodna's castle with a feather duster.
"..."
Lin Ze looked at the predecessor Death Eaters with a different style in front of him with some speechlessness. He didn't know how Rodna trained her.
"Hey, little mouse, are you here?" Bellatrix didn't feel any shame at all. Instead, he stroked his long hair with some pride.
Lin Ze glanced at her. "Have you ever heard about Mulciber's family when you were in Death Eaters?"
Bellatrix did not stop what he was doing. "Mulciber? What did you ask them to do?"
"Investigating the case."
"It seems that you have almost captured all the people in Death Eaters?" Bellatrix licked his lips.
Lin Ze briefly talked about the vampire case.
Bellatrix snorted, still holding the feather duster in his hand.
"Mulciber's family has been empty for a long time. Wasn't that idiot Mai'er arrested by your people a while ago? With his brain, it would be great if he could spell his name correctly."
"Where is his father?"
"Old Mulciber?" Bellatrix stopped for a moment and looked back at him with a half-smile on his expression.
"You doubt him?"
Lin Ze didn't answer the call.
"That old guy had no sense of existence before Dark Lord gained power." Bellatrix turned back and continued to wipe the shelves.
"Have you met him?"
"I met him once, when Dark Lord summoned Pure-blood families. The old guy was sitting in the corner. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He looked like he was going to die at any moment."
"What kind of person is he? In other words, what is your impression of him?"
Bellatrix turned in a circle and leaned on the handrail of the stairs, "I can't even hide the Dark Magic aura on that old guy, so those Ministry of Magic people will regard him as an ordinary old man."
"Is there anything else unusual?"
"You mean he turned into a giant vampire bat? Haha, stop making trouble, vampire blood is poison to wizards, and no wizard will let a vampire transform himself." Bellatrix said.
"So what you're saying is that Old Mulciber has nothing to do with vampires?"
"I didn't say that." Bellatrix poked the nose of a portrait on the wall with a duster. The old man in the portrait groaned in anger.
"I'm just saying that even if that old guy really has contact with the vampires, he will never be a fool who turned himself into a vampire. The two words Pure-blood are more important than life in their eyes." Bellatrix turned around and smiled at him.
Lin Ze nodded thoughtfully.
Bellatrix turned back again, humming an off-key tune.
"But..."
"But what?"
"That old thing gave me a very strange feeling." Bellatrix drew circles in the air with a duster, as if he was reminiscing.
"When other Death Eaters approached Dark Lord, they were either scared to death or crazy with excitement. Only he sat there quietly, as if observing."
"Observe what?"
"I don't know, little mouse, I can't read minds." Bellatrix smiled charmingly at Lin Ze, which scared Lin Ze all over, and left the castle with "Boundary Break".
Knockturn Alley.
A crack with flashing blue arc appeared out of thin air, and Lin Ze stepped out of the crack.
He walked straight along the street of Knockturn Alley, walked for about ten minutes, and stopped in front of a tavern called "Crow's Nest".
He heard Harper mention this place, saying that some declining Pure-blood families people would come to sit here occasionally.
The front door was so small that half of the words on the signboard were lost in the rain.
Lin Ze Push the door and go in.
The tavern was empty. There were two old men sitting in a booth at the back. One was reading a newspaper and the other was taking a nap. There were two glasses of strong wine in front of them.
There's no one behind the bar.
Lin Ze found a table near the door and sat down. After waiting for about five or six minutes, an old man wearing an old vest slowly walked out from the inside.
"Oh, are there guests? What would you like to drink?" The old man's voice was hoarse.
"Is there any black tea?"
The old man glanced at him, turned around and went into the inner room. After a while, he brought out a cup of hot tea, but a corner of the cup was missing.
Lin Ze took a sip of tea, took out several Galleon from his pocket, and placed them on the table one by one.
"Ask someone."
The old man glanced at Galleon in front of him and did not move.
"Old Mulciber, do you know him?"
The old man's eyes moved, and the corners of his dry mouth turned down.
"What are you doing with him?"
"A distant relative wants to know how he is doing."
The old man was silent for a while, then took two Galleon from the table and stuffed them into his vest pocket.
"That old guy lives in the Grey Mist Manor in the northern suburbs of London, but he has stopped accepting guests there for a long time."
"Not accepting guests?"
"It has been like this decades ago. There is only one House-elf left in the manor. In the past few years, I could occasionally see him buying some Potions materials at Knockturn Alley. But in the past two years, I haven't even seen him. Many people thought he was dead."
"What about him?"
"Still alive." The old man said with certainty.
"Has anyone seen him lately?"
The old man shook his head and stopped talking.
Lin Ze took out another handful of Galleon and pushed it over with the remaining Galleon.
"Then... how to get to the Grey Mist Manor?"