Lin Ze smiled, "Madam boss, give this gentleman a glass of whiskey and charge it to my account."
The landlady looked at Lin Ze, hesitated for a moment, then took out the wine bottle and glass from the wine cabinet behind her, poured a glass and pushed it in front of Karkaroff.
"Where are you...Britain from?" Karkaroff asked in surprise, his right hand touching his waist without leaving a trace.
"Of course, but you don't have to panic. I'm different from others. How about we go over there and talk?" Lin Ze pointed to a wooden table in the corner of the hotel.
"Sir, your coffee with sugar." The landlady placed the brewed coffee on the bar.
"Thank you." Lin Ze nodded, then picked up the steaming cup and walked over first.
Karkaroff looked at Lin Ze's back, gritted his teeth and finally followed.
He sat down opposite Lin Ze, holding the whiskey in both hands, his fingers trembling slightly, and the liquid rippled in a small circle on the wall of the cup.
Lin Ze picked up his coffee slowly, blew the foam on the surface, and took a sip.
"This coffee is good. It's much better than what I drank in the ministry. Would you like a cup of it for you?"
"No need."
"Okay, let's get straight to the point."
Lin Ze put down the cup, crossed his hands on the table, and wore a smile that made Karkaroff very uncomfortable.
"Let me introduce myself first. I am Lin Ze, the deputy team leader of Department of Magical Law Enforcement Special Operations Team. You can call me Lin."
Karkaroff's pupils shrank, and he did not speak, but waited for Lin Ze to finish speaking.
"Mr. Karkaroff, do you know how much you are worth now?"
Karkaroff's expression froze for a moment, and then he pretended to be calm. "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Don't understand?"
Lin Ze took out a small notebook from his pocket, opened a page, and read.
"Igor·Karkaroff, one of the core members of Death Eaters, is suspected of participating in at least seven attacks against Muggle and three The kidnapping case of Ministry of Magic officials and the attempted murder of Auror. Dark Lord absconded after his fall and is currently listed as a Class A wanted criminal by Britain Ministry of Magic, with a reward amount..."
He raised his eyelids and glanced at Karkaroff, "Five hundred Galleon."
Karkaroff's face twitched twice and his mouth opened.
"I can tie you back now to collect the reward."
Karkaroff's Adam's apple rolled violently, and he spoke hoarsely, "You... what do you want from me?"
"Information."
"What information?"
"As for the information about other Death Eaters, you have been in Death Eaters for a long time, and you should know a lot of people."
Karkaroff's expression became subtle.
"I need those Death Eaters lists in your head, and I need you to help me find them."
"You... want me to betray Dark Lord?"
"Tsk... How can this be called betrayal? It's called those who know the current affairs are heroes. You also know that Dark Lord has fallen, and Ministry of Magic will begin to liquidate next..." Lin Ze looked at Karkaroff with a deep look.
Karkaroff tapped his finger on the wine glass unconsciously, his eyes wandering around uncertainly.
"What would I gain if I told you...?"
"Identity and freedom, if everything goes well, you will be Ministry of Magic's informant placed inside Death Eaters. While the wanted order against you will be cancelled, you will also gain a good reputation."
Karkaroff's eyes no longer looked around, but stared at Lin Ze: "Why should I believe you? If you get what you want, just backhand and sell me to Crouch..."
"Mr. Karkaroff." Lin Ze interrupted him.
"I think you have made a mistake. I am not discussing this with you, but informing you that you must do this. You have only two choices, cooperate with me or be kidnapped by me."
Quiet--
Karkaroff looked angrily at the young man in front of him who was talking nonsense about him. His right hand was already on the wand at his waist, ready to shoot Dark Magic at any time to make the other person remember it for a long time.
But...
Being naturally cautious, he had to think in his mind whether the other party dared to say this to him alone, whether it was the arrogance of a young man or the lack of fear.
Lin Ze was not in a hurry after he finished speaking, and just stared at Karkaroff, whose expression was changing.
The air between the two was surprisingly quiet at the moment.
Karkaroff went through everything Dark Magic he knew in his mind.
From Cruciatus Curse to Killing Curse, he even uncovered a few curses that he almost forgot his name.
But he didn't pull out the wand in the end.
Not because of fear...
Well...
Well, just because of fear.
The young man in front of me was too calm.
He was so calm that his heart went crazy.
The other party had already served as the deputy leader of an important group in Ministry of Magic when he was in his twenties, and he dared to go to Arctic Circle alone to chase him.
She was sitting opposite him drinking coffee, looking at him like he was looking at a tortoise trapped in an urn...
Either this kid is a complete lunatic, or he has absolutely great strength...
Karkaroff has been in Death Eaters for so many years, and the most important survival rule he has learned is that you should never bet with a madman, and never easily test the bottom line of a madman.
However, he prefers the latter. Without strong strength, Ministry of Magic would not have given him such an important position, especially during the liquidation period after the fall of Voldemort.
Karkaroff picked up the glass of whiskey on the table, raised his head and took a big sip.
The wine dripped down his chin and dripped onto the collar of his shirt that he had not changed for several days, leaving a dark stain on it.
"Okay." He put the cup on the table.
"I can work with you."
"A wise choice."
"But you have to give me a guarantee. I've seen a lot of people burn bridges over the years. Don't expect me to be stupid enough to show my heart to you."
"Guarantee?" Lin Ze raised his eyebrows, picked up the coffee and took another sip, "What kind of guarantee do you want?"
"Unbreakable Vow."
When Karkaroff said these words, his tone was decisive.
Lin Ze's hand holding the coffee cup paused slightly.
Unbreakable Vow is no joke.
Once this thing is established, the price of breach of contract is death. There are no loopholes to exploit and no luck to speak of.
"Otherwise, I would rather use what I know in exchange for the reduction of my sentence in Azkaban, and you don't want to know a word of information from my mouth."
Karkaroff stared at Lin Ze fiercely. He was showing Lin Ze his attitude and his bottom line.
Lin Ze looked at Karkaroff, and Karkaroff looked at Lin Ze.
For a long time...
"Chi--"
Lin Ze scoffed.