Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

For Lucius Malfoy, he did not require that the real thief be caught, as long as he could recover the money bag and successfully complete Voldemort's mission.

Whether the process Glenn described is true or false is not important and is not worth investigating.

"Speaking of which, I have a question," Glenn glanced at him and asked casually, "According to Draco, those dark magic items were stored in Borgin Burke last summer. Why is Voldemort so separated?"

Jiuma suddenly remembered that he wanted you to take it back? Is there anything there that he is anxious to use?"

The question was not obscure, and Glenn did not hide his motives for wanting to find out Voldemort's true identity, but he was not worried that Lucius would refuse to answer.

Firstly, I had just helped the other party solve the problem so that he would not be punished by Voldemort; secondly, the other party had already expressed his desire to change sides. If he was secretive about this insensitive issue, it would be difficult to let him go.

He believed that he really had the determination to turn from darkness to light.

As expected by Glenn, Lucius almost didn't hesitate and answered directly: "The Dark Lord didn't specify what he wanted specifically. Based on the experience of working under him for many years, I have a guess. This is very much like a test."

, to test my loyalty."

He paused and then added: "The Dark Lord has a suspicious character. Because of the diary incident last year, I almost lost all his trust, but now the limelight is too tight and he cannot summon all the believers. Due to lack of manpower,

He will still have some things that need to be left to me. This is why he wants to test me with this matter."

"It makes sense." Glenn nodded silently, "If you fail to get the things back, or if someone suddenly appears and snatches away those things, Voldemort will naturally think that you did it on purpose, or that the news was leaked in private. As for

Those things may really be just ordinary black magic items."

Although he said this on his lips, he still had something in mind. With Lucius's character, even Voldemort could betray him, let alone his so-called ally with a fragile relationship.

His eyes flashed, and he quietly activated his master-level Legilimency, but the target was not Lucius himself, but Draco beside him.

Unlike Dumbledore's ability to penetrate the target's mind without their knowledge, master-level Legilimency will still more or less make the other party aware of it.

If Glenn's mind-reading target chooses Lucius, he can easily guess what he has done based on his experienced experience. This is not a good choice for the already fragile relationship between the two.

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Not only that, after being with Voldemort for many years, he probably also mastered Occlumency, but he was far from as advanced as the double agent Snape.

Although Narcissa was not so vigilant, if she accidentally mentioned it to her husband, the result would be almost the same.

Therefore, the most suitable target is naturally the careless young Master Draco.

An underage wizard with no social experience, even if he is slightly aware of Legilimency, he will only think that the other person's eyes are sharp. Just like a certain savior whose memory has been checked by Professor Snape more than once

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Draco's memory was undefended, and the memories in his mind were clearly seen by Glenn.

When Voldemort issued the order to Lucius, he happened to be in the same room and watched the entire process.

As Lucius himself said, Voldemort only mentioned that those dark magic items contained what he needed, but did not specify which one.

In this way, it can basically be concluded that Lucius did not lie about this matter.

"alright."

Glenn quickly withdrew his Legilimency ability. From Draco's perspective, he just felt that he and he were looking at each other.

"Now that the matter has been resolved, we won't leave three more people. You must be more careful in Knockturn Alley. Thieves are becoming more and more rampant now."

Mr. Carmichael on the side almost smiled when he heard his words.

As for the increasing number of thieves, my second-hand store is the biggest contributor.

The Malfoys were polite again, and then they said goodbye to the three of them and left through the back door of the darkroom.

Glenn waited a moment and spoke again.

"Finally these little things have been settled, Mr. Carmichael, and we can finally talk about business."

Mr. Carmichael said nothing and waited quietly for him to continue.

"We just talked a few days ago. If we want to make intelligence work more efficient, we need to make some adjustments. However, the manpower was limited at the time, so we could only make a simple plan." Glenn said directly without being too polite, "

Now with Mundungus, plus Mr. Dearborn and yourself, I believe we have enough to cover the important work."

"That's right." Mr. Carmichael nodded, "If Mr. Dearborn can be responsible for sorting and identifying the intelligence, there should be no problem."

Glenn glanced at Dearborn with a smile and said with certainty: "Don't worry, based on Mr. Dearborn's past work experience, this will not be difficult."

An employee of the Department of Magical Disasters and Accidents, but very experienced in intelligence work. Although Mr. Carmichael had a little doubt about this, he did not ask any more questions.

This is what makes him so good in life, he is able to control his curiosity. If he needs to know about this matter, Glenn will naturally take the initiative to bring it up.

The three of them chatted briefly for a few more words, and Glenn found an excuse to become the hands-off shopkeeper, leaving Dearborn to continue the discussion with Mr. Carmichael, while he returned to the wand shop alone, feeling relaxed.

"I'm back!"

The wind chime on the door made a familiar sound, and the old Ollivander behind the counter raised his head and showed an intriguing smile.

Glenn was stunned for a moment and asked blankly: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that."

Grandfather didn't answer, he just pursed his lips where he couldn't see, with a kind aunt smile on his face.

Glenn followed his gaze and understood the meaning of that smile.

Sitting on the wooden bench next to the door was an elegant girl.

The girl's brocade-like black hair was spread over her shoulders, her peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, and she had a bit of a smile. She wore a knee-length pearl white skirt, and a crystal swan necklace on her slender jade neck.

"See you again, Glenn!"

The girl stood up, winked at Glenn, and said playfully.