Chapter 543: A Sieve-like Team

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Voldemort's fingertips tapped the table slowly and forcefully. The seemingly careless movement silently revealed his inner anxiety and impatience.

The dull and regular knocking sounds echoed in the room, and each one was like an invisible hammer, hitting the Death Eaters' hearts, making them shudder.

No one dared to speak, and the entire Riddle Mansion was shrouded in a suffocating silence.

Voldemort's face was hidden in the shadows, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of dangerous coldness. He slowly glanced at the Death Eaters in front of him and spoke coldly.

"Tell me, what are your casualties in the battle with the Saints?"

His voice was low and there was not a single ripple in his tone, but it was this flat tone that made the people present unconsciously tense up.

The Death Eaters swallowed subconsciously. No one wanted to be the first to speak, fearing that a wrong word would anger the other party.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and his gaze wandered among the crowd, finally landing on a figure on the left.

"Yaxley, tell me about the situation in the United States first."

Yaxley sat up straight, put his hands neatly on his knees, and spoke in a respectful voice.

"Master, please punish me. The saints came too suddenly. We didn't have time to react before we were attacked by them. The goblin treasures we had...were all looted."

"The only thing to be thankful for is that those saints did not kill us. They just drove us out of Gringotts and stopped there."

Voldemort raised his eyebrows slightly and finally showed a hint of reaction.

"So, all your people are alive?"

"Yes, Master." Yaxley lowered his head and his voice became smaller. "Almost everyone followed me back to England."

Voldemort pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly.

The Saints acted so decisively, but they didn't kill him at the last moment. It seemed that Grindelwald still had some reservations about him and didn't intend to completely break off relations with him.

It’s good that there are no casualties. As long as these combat teams are still there, we can eventually regroup and make a comeback.

"Lucius." Voldemort turned his gaze to the figure on his right. "What's the situation in France?"

"Master," Lucius did not dare to neglect, leaning forward slightly, and said carefully, "The situation in France is similar to that in the United States. The Saints acted quickly, and we were forced to evacuate before we could launch an effective counterattack."

"The goblin's treasure also fell into their hands. But in terms of personnel, there was almost no loss."

Voldemort's expression remained unchanged, he just nodded coldly and turned his gaze to the other Death Eaters.

Seeing that the Dark Lord had no intention of investigating further, the Death Eaters breathed a sigh of relief, and the others stopped waiting and began to proactively report the situation in various countries.

Among the many Death Eaters, there was one who kept his head down, standing out from the others, and Voldemort soon noticed him.

"Karkaroff."

His tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it revealed unquestionable majesty.

"Why are you looking down? Tell me about the situation in Austria."

Karkaroff's body shook violently, like a mouse being stared at by a poisonous snake, and cold sweat instantly seeped down his back.

He suppressed the fear in his heart and stammered, "Master, Master..."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly and waited patiently for his answer.

Karkaroff swallowed hard, his voice as dry as dried bark: "After the last meeting, I followed your orders and went to Africa and Asia to investigate those who pretended to be us. However... I had just arrived in Egypt and had not yet taken any action when I received the news that Gringotts in Austria had been attacked."

"And then?" Voldemort's voice was flat.

Karkaroff's fingers trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "By the time I rushed back to Austria, Gringotts had already fallen completely... My people..."

"Only more than 20 of my men escaped, and the lives of the others are unknown."

Karkaroff lowered his head and wailed in his heart.

What a shame!

Compared to others, my performance is too poor.

Those saints are very gentle to others, but when it comes to me, they hit me hard. Why?!

Karkaroff obviously forgot that Austria is not an ordinary place. It is Grindelwald's base camp, and most of the saints there graduated from Durmstrang. However, Karkaroff was only the principal of Durmstrang for about ten years and did not recognize those people.

The Saints were disgusted with his actions to discredit Durmstrang and had long wanted to teach him a lesson, so they took this opportunity to knock out all the new members and used this method to make Karkaroff get a lecture in front of Voldemort.

If Sebastian had not wanted to keep Karkaroff and arrange for him to continue to shine in Azkaban in the future, Karkaroff would never have come back alive.

In fact, it's not just Karkaroff's men who have problems. The men that Yaxley and other Death Eaters brought back from various countries are also not clean. At least a small half of them are undercover agents planted by the Saints, and the rest are members who were actually recruited by the Death Eaters from various countries.

Unlike the Death Eaters, the Saints were full of talent and had no shortage of manpower. Even if they let go of these undercover agents, they still had enough power to openly step forward and, according to Sebastian's established plan, completely drive the Death Eaters and their newly recruited forces back to Britain.

It can be said that the Death Eaters had already lost the battle from the very beginning.

To be honest, Sebastian has been envious for a long time as he saw the Death Eaters expanding their influence in various countries and going deep into the underground magic markets everywhere to frantically recruit new members.

For the Ministry of Magic of each country, these people are the source of unrest, and it takes a lot of effort to maintain the stability of the wizarding world.

But in Sebastian's eyes, these people are the best labor force.

Not only can they work, but they don't even have to get paid.

However, Sebastian's identity made it inconvenient for him to take over other people's business, and he had no reason to capture criminals from other countries and put them in Azkaban in the UK.

Now, all these people have come to the British wizarding world. Sebastian only needs to wait for the right opportunity. After Voldemort is defeated, he will be able to put these people into Azkaban and make them glorious workers.

By then, the wizarding world of various countries will have gained stability, Sebastian will have gained cheap labor, and these "workers" will be able to change their appearance and become new people through labor reform. It can be said that everyone has a bright future.

Karkaroff's situation naturally aroused Voldemort's dissatisfaction. He stared at Karkaroff, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.

At this moment, Lucius suddenly said, "Master, compared to Karkaroff, I have a more serious situation that I need you to know."

"The personnel brought from abroad were all stationed in the various manors owned by Malfoy. The servants in the manors told me that those foreigners were restless and on the verge of collapse at any time."

"Master, what should we do?"