Chapter 358: Percy Goes His Separate Ways

The manor was quiet and serene in the dark night.

Until a sharp shout broke the silence here.

"Ah!!! Stop! You idiot! Trash! You poured too much!"

Peter, whose face was as sallow and vicissitudes as Lupin, trembled and moved his hand holding the potion away from the empty space in his master's chest.

"I told you! This time, only half the amount of last time will do! Wormtail! What on earth are you doing, you trash!"

Peter explained in a crying voice.

"Sorry, Master... You know, even if it's not a full moon night... This kind of moonlight makes me very uncomfortable... It, it makes me tremble..."

"Get out!"

Peter shrank in a corner as if he had been pardoned.

Voldemort, who put on his robe again and got up from the chair, looked as pale as a paper man.

His face was extremely ugly, and with that noseless face, he looked like a monster crawling out of hell.

There was no one else in the room except him and Peter, which was particularly desolate compared to the scene of the Death Eaters gathered together before.

Voldemort leaned back in his chair. He was obviously in a bad state, and he might not even have the strength to stand up directly from the chair.

He looked at Peter, who was curled up in the corner and sobbing quietly, with disgust, and said sternly.

"Has there been any news from Mungos!"

Peter answered cautiously.

"He said that he had already communicated with the Dementors. Although those things did not explicitly state that they would cooperate with us, several Dementors had reached a short-term deal with Mungos in private. He arranged two Dementors to do what you, the master, had told him to do before."

As soon as he finished speaking, Voldemort roared. .

"He has only sent someone now! Until now! How stupid can you be to do such a thing! There was still a chance when Harry just returned home from Hogwarts! Going now will only let them know that we have contacted Azkaban, and there is no other use!"

"I, I don't know... Master, Master! It's all Mungos... Mungos himself wants to do this!"

Originally, Peter's series of Cruciatus Curses did not fall on him in fear. Voldemort fell silent at this time. Except for his chest that was still rising and falling, his terrifying face was extremely gloomy.

"Go find Lucius."

Peter was stunned for a moment, and did not hear what Voldemort said at the first time.

"Master... Who are you looking for?"

"Lucius Malfoy! Go find him, don't let Dumbledore's people find him, bring him to see me!"

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The day after the Phoenix Society meeting ended, Sherlock got up and went to No. 12 Grimmauld Place after eating the breakfast made by Silk at home.

Although Silk expressed his desire to go with him, Sherlock still refused.

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After all, he knew how dangerous it would be to work in the Order of the Phoenix. Even Dumbledore could not guarantee his safety, and Sherlock certainly did not want Silk to take risks.

Although Silk seemed a little unhappy, he still chose to leave on his own.

When he arrived at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix through Apparition, the children living here were having breakfast.

In addition to Harry, Ron and Hermione, the Weasley family also moved here, as well as Lupin and some other members of the Order of the Phoenix. Sirius naturally lived here, after all, No. 12 Grimmauld Place was his home.

When Sherlock just walked in, the Weasley children were telling Harry about Percy.

"He has been hired as an assistant to the Minister. It is said that it was Fudge who gave the advice to the newly appointed Minister Scrimgeour after he became an advisor."

"Percy was so happy that he almost went crazy. He felt that his future had never been so bright. He wanted to show off to his parents when he returned home. He looked as if his father would really praise him."

Fred took over George's words. Their voices were deliberately lowered so that Mrs. Weasley, who was still busy in the kitchen, would not hear.

"Dad didn't say anything to him, but just expressed his concern. Scrimgeour's position was fine, but he was not in the same group as us after all. Fudge's advice to him was probably to promote him to the Minister's side as a constant surveillance of us."

Ginny's pretty face said gloomily.

"Then he went crazy, shouting that it was because Dad didn't work hard in the Ministry of Magic that he left that image of their family in the minds of others! He was disgusted with Dad for delaying his promotion!"

Harry and Hermione listened carefully. Among the brothers and sisters of the Weasley family, they actually had the most ordinary relationship with Percy, and now they had no intention of speaking for Percy.

Ron gnashed his teeth.

"He said he wanted to make a big career in the Ministry of Magic with his own ability, so that other wizards would know that not all Weasleys were like my father, and he was the descendant of an orthodox and ancient pure-blood wizard family!"

"After a big fight with my father, he moved out of the house and now lives in London. A few days ago, my mother wanted to visit him, but he didn't even open the door! She cried for a long time when she came back!"

The children at the table were silent. It was not until this time that Bill noticed Sherlock standing in front of the hallway.

"Oh, how long have you been here, Sherlock." He stood up and greeted Sherlock.

Sherlock sighed softly.

"I've been here since you said Percy broke up with your parents."

The scene at the table was very low, and Ron couldn't help but grumble.

"It's a good thing that Professor Forrest was very optimistic about him when he was in school before, but he never wanted to stand with us from beginning to end, ungrateful!"

"Everyone's pursuit is different, we can't always hope that everyone's ideas are on the same line with us." Sherlock said softly, "But Percy will understand, wait a little longer, the longer he stays there, the more he will understand whether what he has been longing for is precious to him."

His words obviously couldn't dispel the resentment of the Weasley children towards Percy, but they also made their low mood much better.

Then Sherlock asked Bill.

"When will Professor Dumbledore come back?"

Bill has applied for a transfer from Gringotts in Egypt to work in Gringotts in Diagon Alley. In addition, he is older than Sherlock and knows a lot about the Order of the Phoenix.

"Sir, he should still be in the Ministry of Magic. After talking with Scrimgeour, he will come back here for lunch at noon. You should be able to see him then."