Chapter 160 Blue Eyes

Sherlock's breakfast was toast and hot milk.

Snape went straight back to the room after breakfast. He had just received today's Daily Prophet and was looking at the headlines on it.

This time the headlines were not related to any Death Eater attacks, but a piece of gossip.

"Mrs. Evans remarried and moved to Germany. Her new husband is the Deputy Minister of Magic"

The news was about the ex-wife of the current Director of the Department of Magical Transportation, Taylor Evans, marrying in Germany.

It was not news that she was just a simple remarriage. The key point was that Mrs. Evans had been married and divorced six times in just five years, and each husband was a senior official in the British Ministry of Magic, and the lowest position was the office director.

Mrs. Evans was called only from her current husband. She was previously called Mrs. Nelson, Mrs. Andrew, etc.

It is said that she is so charming that every man will be fascinated by her when he sees her for the first time.

There are even rumors that Mrs. Evans is actually a veela, and no man she wants to seduce can escape her clutches.

But now she finally seems to be tired of playing in the British magic world. A few days ago, she divorced her current husband again and married to Germany. The Daily Prophet naturally reported this extensively.

In addition to saying that she finally left and went to the German Ministry of Magic, it also secretly satirized the lust of the senior officials of the British Ministry of Magic, who hooked up with the wives of colleagues and subordinates. There is a reason why the situation in the magic world is so corrupt.

Sherlock was not interested in such news. After taking a look, he threw it aside and continued to eat his bread.

However, other people in the bar were very interested in this. Listening to the Aurors and Death Eaters fighting every day almost made people depressed. Some different gossip, relaxing their mood, still made them want to talk.

"I heard that this Mrs. Evans actually had a child with her first husband, who was just an ordinary Auror captain at the time."

"They both had a child, and it's still like this?"

"Can you tell from her appearance that she is a woman who has given birth to a child?"

"So the rumor that she is actually a veela is not without basis. That silver hair is really too conspicuous."

Sherlock had no interest in listening to their conversation, so he got up and went upstairs to his room.

And just a minute after he left, two wizards in black robes pushed the door open from outside.

They wore wide hats, which made it difficult to see their faces, and they didn't seem very eye-catching.

But what they did next made everyone present uneasy.

Before Tom had time to walk forward to entertain them, they pulled out their wands from their robes, chanted spells, and suddenly stuck the tips of their wands into the ground!

Suddenly, almost all the wizards sitting in the bar stood up, because at this time, the two wizards revealed their true faces, which were two hideous faces.

In front of them, a green pattern of a python emerging from the mouth of a skull flashed.

Dark Mark!

Death Eaters!

Immediately, someone used Apparition to escape from here, but the bodies of those wizards who Apparated flashed for a moment, and then reappeared in the same place again. The magic failed!

Everyone's face turned pale. The first magic used by the two Death Eaters after entering the tavern was the anti-Apparition spell.

Most people knew the faces of the two Death Eaters.

Igor Karkaroff and Thorfinn Rowle, the core subordinates of the Dark Lord, the mainstay of the Death Eaters.

In the battle in Wales not long ago where four Aurors died, both of them appeared.

"I advise everyone not to act rashly." Karkaroff was tall and thin, with a mellow and pleasant voice, but his eyes were full of indifference and sharpness.

"The Dark Lord has a mission for us. As long as everyone cooperates, no one will be hurt today. But if someone wants to be a hero, he may enjoy people's praise after becoming a ghost."

No wizard in the bar dared to act rashly, and no one dared to reply.

Although there were only two Death Eaters, they could summon their companions at any time through the Dark Mark, and no one dared to confront these villains.

Looking at the reactions of these people on the scene, Karkaroff seemed very satisfied.

He walked to the front of the bar and picked up a piece of toast from the tray that Tom was holding tremblingly. He looked like an ordinary diner who came here for breakfast.

"Your cooking skills are good, Tom. I always feel that you are underappreciated working for the Ministry of Magic." Karkaroff praised.

Old Tom showed an extremely ugly smile on his face and stammered.

"I, I just want to make a living, just a living..."

"Don't be nervous." Karkaroff patted his shoulder, making Old Tom's body tremble more violently.

He lowered his head to Tom's face and looked him in the eyes with his cold eyes.

"The Dark Lord wants to find someone, and I think she might live with you."

"You, you are talking about..."

"A little girl, surnamed Butler."

Old Tom recalled for a moment, then swallowed his saliva and said

"No, no, sir, my store has never received a little girl named Butler."

Karkaroff's eyes did not move away from his eyes, just staring at him.

"You'd better think more clearly, old Tom. The toast is delicious, and the cider tastes sweet. You must want to continue to taste these delicacies in the future, right?"

Old Tom's forehead was sweating. Whether he could save his own life, the next words were crucial.

"Yes, indeed, sir, I haven't received any guests named Butler recently."

Karkaroff did not speak again, but looked at him, and the sharp eyes seemed to pierce into Old Tom's mind and see through him.

Just when Old Tom's legs were getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to fall, he suddenly spoke again.

"Then let's disturb the guests staying in your shop a little bit and look for the person we want to find. I wonder if you are willing to do so?"

"Of course, you are welcome." Old Tom said with a forced smile while holding the bar.

Karkaroff left him and walked to another Death Eater, Roll, and whispered.

"Go up and search. Catch all the children. I will watch them."

Roll was a very strong wizard with a face full of flesh. He nodded, took his wand, turned around and walked up the stairs.

After he went upstairs, Karkaroff turned around and looked at the wizards in the bar hall who were looking at him nervously, and waved with a smile.

"Sit down, everyone, relax. We are all reasonable people. Your misunderstanding of us is due to the constant slander of the Ministry of Magic."

"Come on, let's continue our pleasant breakfast and newspaper reading time. What did the Daily Prophet report today? Oh! My God, this slut is finally gone, otherwise the romantic nature of those senior officials in the Ministry of Magic will be exposed by her, which is not good..."

The moment Karkaroff and Rowle used the anti-Apparition spell on the entire Leaky Cauldron, Sherlock and Snape felt something was wrong at the same time.

They opened the door and looked at each other. Neither of them spoke, but they reached a consensus.

If something is wrong, leave immediately.

Then they retreated to their room, but Sherlock suddenly found that the window in the room had been opened a crack at some point!

He quickly glanced at the small room and found no one except him.

At this time, someone had gone upstairs and started searching room by room. The people who were disturbed had dissatisfied voices, but soon these voices disappeared.

Soon the searchers had found Snape's room 12 next to his.

He heard the door of Snape's room opened and the conversation between him and the searcher.

"Who are you looking for?"

"You'd better cooperate with me, you should know my face and who I work for. Now get out of the way. I want to check your room!"

Snape didn't say anything afterwards. He had obviously let the searchers in.

At this time, Sherlock also spread his control magic and explored every corner of the room. Finally, he found something strange under his bed.

He lay on the floor and looked under the bed. There was nothing underneath.

But Sherlock didn't give up. Instead, he reached out his hand and touched under the bed again. Then he touched an invisible, slippery piece of cloth in the air.

He grabbed the cloth and pulled it gently, and a small figure appeared.

She blinked her bright blue eyes and stared at Sherlock in silence.

Sherlock looked at those eyes, and they stared at each other for about a few seconds. In the end, he didn't say anything, silently covered the invisibility cloak again, and then stood up.

At this time, the searcher had already checked Snape's room, and then he opened Sherlock's door with the unlocking spell without knocking.

"What are you doing?" Sherlock frowned and looked at Roll who walked into the room.

Roll said with a grin.

"If you read the Daily Prophet every day, you should know my face, so you'd better be honest and don't move next."

Of course Sherlock knew his face. In the past three months, Roll's photo appeared twice in the Daily Prophet, once in the Ministry of Magic's bounty on him, and the other time was a report on the Welsh attack.

Sherlock didn't make any resistance, let him walk into his room, and then searched the cabinets, under the bed and the bathroom.

After finding nothing, Roll stared at him fiercely.

"If you find a child named Butler, it's best to hand her over to us. The Dark Lord will reward you. If you find one but don't do so, you will also receive a special reward!"

The special reward is obviously not a real reward.

After Sherlock nodded to indicate that he understood, Rawl walked out of his room and turned to Room 10 next door.