Chapter 391 The Situation of the Parkinson Family

As early as the third day after Yang Tian and his family left England, Sally led three wizards in black robes wearing cloaks and hoods and walked into the old house of the Parkinson family. They were dressed in heavy clothes and exuded a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere.

After a hypocritical welcome, they were led to a large, spacious study room. Almost as soon as the door was closed, a quarrel broke out.

"Sallys, are you crazy? Is your alliance crazy?" Hector Parkinson said gloomily, "Who gave you the courage to secretly target the Parkinson family's money bag?"

Sally's sturdy voice rang out immediately: "Oh, my stupid brother, have you not seen the situation clearly after all this time?" Her tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, "Also, why did I touch you? Don't you know?"

Hedok immediately counterattacked: "How should I know?" His face became even uglier, but the confidence in his words seemed to be less strong.

Sally's face immediately turned cold. She said nothing and just stared at her brother.

The atmosphere around him seemed frozen, and it was so oppressive that it was suffocating. Hedok lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look anyone in the eye. He knew his sister too well. If she had mocked or yelled at him, there might still be room for recovery, but the indifference at this moment was only the calm before the storm.

Sure enough, the next moment, Sally's voice was as cold as falling into the abyss: "Herdock, it's been a year, a whole year, and we have given you many chances. Today is the last time. Remember, I am also a member of the Parkinson family. I know 80% of the secrets of the Parkinson family, and I know where it will hurt you if I hit you! The trial run these two days is just a small warning to you. But if you still insist on being stubborn, then in the days to come, you will know what a real storm is." Sally's words pierced Herdock's heart like an ice cone, making him feel unprecedented fear.

At this time, one of the black-robed wizards slowly took off his hood, revealing a delicate face. She smiled and said, "Don't think that Sallys is exaggerating. What would you do if the price of mithril in Europe suddenly dropped by 30%? Oh, by the way, the tranquilizing flower is also a monopoly industry of your family, right? And..." The person who spoke was Madam Zabini. Her voice was as pleasant as a clear spring, but the threat contained in it was chilling.

"Stop talking!" Before Mrs. Zabini could finish her words, Hedock had already roared. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was as ferocious as a beast: "Are you really going to push the Parkinson family into a dead end? Aren't you afraid that I will fight to the death?"

"Hehehe..." Mrs. Zabini's charming laughter echoed in the air again, but this time, it sounded particularly cold: "Heddock, you are just too confident. Don't worry, the fish will die, but the net will never break." As her voice fell, an invisible pressure spread in the room.

Hedok's heart suddenly trembled. The other party was obviously fully prepared to be so presumptuous. This realization made him collapse to the ground as if his energy and spirit had been drained away. Finally, he asked weakly, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"First, tell me about your position in this murky water." Mrs. Zabini sat back on the sofa and asked elegantly, "Oh, by the way, don't try to deceive us. Letting you speak yourself is giving you a chance. Do you really think that we know nothing and will attack the Parkinson family?"

Hedok was stunned when he heard this. He quickly explained, "Don't talk nonsense. What position can I hold? I have always adhered to the family's established policies and am a loyal ally of the Malfoy family! You didn't believe any rumors, did you?"

"Haha, my stupid brother, then let's talk about the Malfoy family's position?" Sally was not moved at all, and teased wantonly: "No matter how stupid you are, you wouldn't be so focused on clearing the way for the other party without knowing what role they play, right? Let's not talk about anything else, just say that among the eleven covert actions against our alliance, you directly participated and acted as a pioneer in eight of them. Brother, what on earth do you want to do?"

"I...I..." The secret was irrefutably revealed, and Hedock was speechless: "Well, since things have come to this, I can only tell the truth. But please believe me, I really don't know much. Let me put it this way, Lucius is an important window for the Dark Lord to communicate with the outside world, and he is also the money bag of the Death Eaters. In the wizarding war, the only thing fought is money. After the Dark Lord disappeared, Lucius inherited these communication channels and sent us tasks from time to time. After we completed them, we would also get considerable income. Just like when the Dark Lord was still there."

In just a few words, Lucius's position seemed to be clear at a glance. But Sallys was not going to let him off so easily. She continued to ask, "Then your secret attack on our alliance was also a task issued by him? And participating in the internal struggle of the Ministry of Magic, such a task with obvious direction, would you take it without thinking?"

"These actions are of course unrelated to the mission." Hedock explained in a stammering voice, "But these things are indeed inseparable from Lucius. After the trip to Albania, Lucius called all of us together for a meeting. He believed that the existence of the alliance had threatened our development; he also believed that a Ministry of Magic that was mutually restrained would be most beneficial to us. He let us participate on the condition that we would increase our mission remuneration and proportion. I really had no choice, Lucius gave us too much."

"Haha, you've cleared yourself of all blame." Madam Zabini said disdainfully, "Since you've pushed everything onto Lucius, that's easy to deal with. Tell me what you'll do next. You have to understand that we won't let our enemies get away with it."

"Alas... do I have any other choice?" A long sigh expressed all the ups and downs in life.

"Very good, there are three things you need to do now. First, use the name of the Parkinson family to recommend a graduate named Elena Shafik to the Department of Magical Games and Sports of the Ministry of Magic. Ensure her career and safety throughout the process, and do not let anyone know about our relationship with this girl." Sally said casually.

"Haha, of course there is no problem with that. I guarantee that she will be able to do well in the Ministry of Magic... But there is no need for us to test each other like this, right? You can accomplish such simple conditions by yourselves." Hedock said with a hint of sarcasm.

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