The clay pots in the cellar were sent to St. Mungo's's inspection room overnight.
Lin Ze asked Carl to watch the progress, while he returned to Group Three's office.
It was already dark, and the rest of the team had finished work. Only Ben was still lying on the table to catch up on the previous action report.
Lin Ze pulled up the chair and sat down, spreading the pile of communication records under the desk lamp.
This person named "M" never talks about specific matters in his letters, and always uses some very obscure words to imply something.
Lin Ze Hold the letter paper up to the light. There is no watermark or invisible ink on the paper. It is just the most ordinary letter paper. Diagon Alley You can buy it in any stationery store.
It seems that Greengrass did this very carefully and never left any title in the correspondence.
Three days later, the test results of the pottery pots in the Greengrass Manor's cellar were placed on Lin Ze's table.
St. Mungo's Toxicology Laboratory's conclusion is brief:
The residue in the tank contains a highly concentrated magic extract. The raw material base is wizard blood and bone marrow tissue. The formula is mixed with at least three banned alchemical catalysts.
The person in charge of the laboratory attached a note, saying that this formula first appeared at the peak of the witch-hunting movement in the Middle Ages. Dark wizards used it to peel off magic crystals from living wizards. The process was extremely painful, and the person being stripped would die of exhaustion within a few hours.
There are at least dozens of clay pots stacked in the cellar today, which means that Greengrass Family needs to consume or has consumed at least dozens of wizards.
The three people in the hotel died in the same manner. The black spots around the eye sockets and the purple lines on the iris are typical traces left after the magic power is forcibly extracted.
There was a high probability that they were fed something or had some magic weapon held on their face before they died.
Lin Ze Thinks of the North those dark red threads in the pile of bones.
Feeding Shedding Gods requires extracting the life source of ordinary people, but now Greengrass Family is extracting magic power.
There are thousands of years between the two, but their logic is surprisingly similar.
He sighed and locked the report in the drawer, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes for a while.
Hugh·Greengrass ran away.
Cotswold Manor was turned upside down, and everything he could find was placed on his table, except for the owner Greengrass Family himself.
A Pure-blood families clan leader emptied his treasury and emptied his accounts that night after the news broke out. His actions were clean and neat, indicating that he had a plan in advance.
Lin Ze shouted Ben.
"Is there Greengrass Family's industry in the Highlands?"
Ben flipped through the information for a long time and shook his head. "There is no indication in the list."
Lin Ze stood up and walked to the Britain map on the wall. The area of Scottish Highlands is not large, but the terrain is complex and sparsely populated, so it is not difficult to hide a few people. If Xiu really ran to the highlands, he would either be seeking refuge with someone, or there would be places in the highlands that he had not registered in the family property list.
He remembered the letter in the cellar - "The wine has been brewed and we are waiting for good news", the recipient's code name was "M".
"Ben, check the code name 'M'. The scope is widened. In all the Ministry of Magic files involving the remaining parties of Death Eaters in the past five years, is there anyone who has used this code name, or has any communication records with the code name M."
Ben wrote it down, then raised his head and asked, "After Hugh ran away, have you checked Greengrass Family's relationship with Wizengamot?"
"Check. Fudge Is there any news over there?"
"Yes, Fudge handed over a list yesterday. Greengrass Family has a total of five contacts in Wizengamot. Two of them are current judges and three are from Administrative Office. Fudge said that these five people have recently received 'holiday greetings' from the Greengrass Family. He did not dare to ask in detail what they were."
Lin Ze took Fudge's list and glanced at it, writing down the names of the two judges.
"Don't stop them first, and build a solid chain of evidence. Hugh has run away, but Greengrass Family's property is still there, and the accounts are still there. Let Harper pull out all Wizengamot officials who have had financial dealings with the Greengrass Family, and start the investigation from five years ago, and don't miss a single thing."
Ben responded and went out.
Lin Ze sat down again and read the test report of St. Mungo's again.
Magic extract requires a lot of wizard blood from raw materials to finished products. No matter how rich Greengrass Family is, it is impossible to buy so many raw materials from regular channels. They must have a stable source, either by kidnapping people from the Muggle world or the bottom population of wizards, or by long-term cooperation with an organization that specializes in this business.
He contacted Grot again.
"Help me check one thing. In the past five years, does Greengrass Family or Gringotts have any record of continuously paying large amounts of money to an individual or institution?"
Grot agreed and said it would take half a day.
Lin Ze is thinking about another question.
Hugh ran away, and ran very swiftly, which meant that someone had tipped him off.
He made an appointment with Sirius to meet at Leaky Cauldron.
There were not many people at Leaky Cauldron in the evening. Old Tom was cleaning glasses behind the bar. Sirius was sitting in the corner with an untouched glass of Butterbeer in front of him.
"Do something for me." Lin Ze sat down opposite him.
"Say it."
"I need to check if anyone has contacted Scottish Highlands through owl or Floo Network in the past week, focusing on Wizengamot and Administrative Office. This is your latest identity."
With that said, Lin Ze handed over a Auror badge with the name Sirius engraved on it.
Sirius turned the badge over between his fingers, and the silver surface reflected Leaky Cauldron's dim light.
Sirius raised an eyebrow. "So authoritative? You want me to check? Are you sure I can eat well in Ministry of Magic?"
Lin Ze shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.
"Why does it feel like the current Ministry of Magic is just like your back garden, Auror Office allows you to stuff people in it at will..." Sirius muttered softly.
"Hey, you're right, it's as easy as drinking water." Lin Ze raised his eyebrows at Sirius.
"Okay, it's just idle time anyway." Sirius shook his head helplessly. Who has let someone save his dog's life more than once?
Lin Ze It was completely dark when we came out from Leaky Cauldron.
He went to Gringotts. Grot, where the results usually come out in half a day. He didn't want to wait until tomorrow.
Grot was counting Knut behind the counter. When he saw him coming over, his ears stood up.
"Oh, Mr. Lin, I just finished sorting these things and want to send them to you." Grot said.
"I don't need to trouble you to make another trip. Who is the person with the most frequent transactions and the largest amount of Grot, Greengrass Family?"
Grot pulled out a piece of parchment from a pile of documents and pointed his finger on it: ""White Raven Chamber of Commerce"."
Lin Ze took the parchment and glanced at it roughly.
The records above are densely packed, and there are transaction records of this "White Raven Chamber of Commerce" almost every week.