Lin Ze leaned against the cold stone wall of the cell, crossed his arms and looked at the unshaven man in front of him.
"So, you called me here just to confirm whether Peter is still alive?"
"Yes." Sirius nodded.
"Also, I want you to help me find him."
Lin Ze raised his eyebrows.
Of course he knows where Peter is.
The fat mouse with one missing finger has most likely become a pet in a certain red-haired wizard's family.
Living comfortably, eating and waiting to die.
"It's not easy to find him." Lin Ze thought about his words.
"It's not easy to find a Animagus."
"I know." Sirius took a step forward, getting closer to Lin Ze.
"But if you can find out who Secret Keeper is from the Potters, I believe you will also be able to find Peter."
"I don't ask where you got the news from. I don't care. I just want the results."
Lin Ze looked at Sirius's bloodshot but extremely determined eyes and suddenly smiled.
"Mr. Black, we are neither relatives nor friends. Besides, I am a serious Auror. If a serious Auror handles a case, you have to follow the procedures. Do you understand the procedures?"
Sirius snorted coldly.
"You help me find Peter and let him stand trial. In exchange, I can help you with things."
"Hmm? Anything can be done?"
"Yes." Sirius said firmly.
"I remember... are you from Order of the Phoenix?" Lin Ze asked.
"Yes."
"Who did Order of the Phoenix listen to?"
"Dumbledore."
"Then before you do anything for me, do you have to report to Dumbledore first?"
Sirius took a deep breath, took his hand out of his pocket, and rubbed his messy hair.
"Then what exactly do you want me to do?"
"I want to know the movements of Order of the Phoenix, but not all movements, just those things that involve me, you have to let me know."
Sirius was silent for a while. "You want me to be your spy?"
"This word is not used correctly." Lin Ze shook his finger.
"I'm just protecting myself."
"Do you have a grudge against Dumbledore?"
"No, I respect him quite a bit, but respect is respect, and it never hurts to be careful, right?"
Sirius stared at Lin Ze for a long time and suddenly smiled.
"You are so damn interesting."
"Just say whether you agree or not."
"Okay."
Sirius said, "But I still have a condition."
"What?"
"After the trial of Peter, I need to know his escort route and date."
"You don't want to kill him, do you?" Lin Ze asked.
"Of course I want to kill him." Sirius was so honest that even Lin Ze was a little surprised.
"But if you are arrested for this matter... wouldn't it be worth the loss for me?"
"I can't control that. As long as you help me do this, I will be your most loyal eyeliner in Order of the Phoenix."
Hiss--
This matter is a bit troublesome, but it is not difficult for Lin Ze.
"Deal."
When walking out of the temporary detention area, Lin Ze stood in the corridor for a while.
The light of the magic torch danced on the wall, making his shadow grow shorter and longer.
Dumbledore is a great wizard and the anchor of Wizarding World. There is no doubt about this.
But greatness is great, and Lin Ze has no intention of leaving his fate in the hands of others.
What if one day Dumbledore needs to sacrifice him for "For the Greater Good"?
He didn't want to become a pawn on the chessboard that was easily taken away.
As for Peter·Pettigrew...
Lin Ze walked out of the prison area and walked up the stairs, thinking about how to find the fat mouse.
The Burrow.
Lin Ze recited the name silently in his heart.
He needs a reason to go to the Burrow.
The problem is, Special Operations Team's business scope does not include visits to the countryside.
He came to the door rashly, Weasley family didn't know him, why should he let him in?
Lin Ze was thinking as he walked. When passing by the tea room, he habitually turned in and poured a cup of coffee, but this time he forgot to add sugar, and he frowned in pain after taking a sip.
Then he thought of someone.
Ben·Frick.
There is no gossip, big or small, that he doesn't know about in Ministry of Magic.
Lin Ze returned to the office with the coffee cup in hand. Ben was still struggling with the pile of action reports, and a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
"Ben."
"Huh?"
"Ask you something."
Lin Ze put the coffee on the table, took a chair from the Kingsley table, sat on it astride it, and put his arms on the back of the chair.
"Do you know Arthur·Weasley, or do you know any of the staff who are relatives of Weasley family?"
Ben raised his head and scratched his chin with the end of the quill. "Arthur·Weasley? He is in Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, but strictly speaking, he is the only one in this department now."
Lin Ze nodded.
Arthur·Weasley, but Ministry of Magic is a well-known good guy and has an almost obsessive passion for Muggle items.
It's just that in recent years, many children have been born in their family, and the couple is extremely poor in order to support these children.
"Why did you suddenly ask about him?" Ben made a gossipy gesture.
"You don't want to check Weasley family, do you? Let me tell you, Weasley family is innocent and has nothing to do with Death Eaters or half Knut."
"Who said they were going to investigate him?" Lin Ze took a sip of coffee.
"I just heard that he likes to collect Muggle things. I have become a little interested in this aspect recently and want to talk to him."
Ben looked at Lin Ze with a "are you kidding me" look. "Are you interested in Muggle items?"
"Why, no?"
"Okay, of course."
Ben's expression clearly said "I believe you are a ghost", but he knew what Lin Ze didn't want to say, and it was useless to ask, so he thought about it and said, "What Weasley family said... I remember Arthur·Weasley's wife is Molly·Prewett. You should know Prewett's family, right?"
"I know, Pure-blood families."
"Yes, but the Prewett family has long since declined. Molly's two brothers are both members of Order of the Phoenix. After they were killed by Death Eaters, there will be no one left in the Prewett family."
Lin Ze Suddenly, the last name Prewett seemed a bit familiar.
Then he remembered.
The old wizard next door to him is Potions, Ignatius·Prewett.
The old guy who was blocked by the female creditor, secretly brewed medicine and sold it to make money, and complained that Elixir to Induce Euphoria was being abused.
Lin Ze touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Then Molly, do you have any relatives who are still alive? For example... uncles or something like that?"
Ben scratched his head. "I'm really not sure about this. But you can check it out at Records Management Office. There are all the family trees of Pure-blood families there."
Lin Ze picked up the coffee cup and drank the remaining coffee in one sip.
If Old Prewett next door is really Molly's uncle, then he can legitimately go to the Burrow through this relationship.