#112 - report

“What if he doesn’t leave the school during the holidays?” Travers asked.

“Then we'll wait for the Easter holidays. If he's still hiding his head in the sand by Easter, we'll wait for the summer holidays. If he's still hiding then, we'll wait until next year. He'll be in his third year next year, right?” Yaxley laughed.

“What do you mean?” Wilkes seemed to realize something.

“Exactly. Third-year students always go to Hogsmeade, and Professor Bones should be leaving next year. The Dark Lord's curse is no joke. Vanessa will also be graduating soon, and then Slytherin will be mine. Don't you want to restore the glory of the pure-blood families and make that guy pay for his blood debt? Next year, we'll make him bleed properly, in every sense of the word!” Yaxley said with a gloomy smile.

“Then, what about our wands? Are we going to have to buy new ones? Those are our first wands, the ones with the highest compatibility. And are we just going to let that guy continue to be arrogant for another six months?” Travers said indignantly.

“What's the rush? A viper always has to lie dormant before it can strike a fatal blow.” Yaxley stroked his chin. “As for the wands, you can pay the ransom and get them back first. You need to be patient. Don't provoke him again in these six months.”

“What? Really pay that kid money? Isn't that like bowing down to him!” Travers couldn't understand.

“This is also to teach you a lesson. It's not convenient for us older students to move around in the school recently. That old guy Bones is not simple. I can always feel someone watching me. I have to wait until he's gone before I can let go.” Yaxley frowned slightly. His strength was not weak, and he could sense that inexplicable sense of being watched, but he really couldn't figure out how it was done.

On the other side, Anduin arrived at Professor Bones's office and found the office door wide open. Professor Bones was sitting leisurely at his desk, the runes on the side of his monocle constantly emitting a faint light. It could be seen that Professor Bones had been using this alchemical item to observe something.

“Professor,” Anduin said softly, seeing that Bones's mind was mostly on the glasses.

Bones came back to his senses, noticed Anduin, nodded, and said, “Anduin, what's wrong? It doesn't seem to be evening yet.”

“Have you heard about the Longbottoms?” Anduin said in a deep voice.

Bones frowned upon hearing this. “I just received news. Amelia, who is responsible for taking care of them, sent me a message. They are out of danger, but because they were tortured by the 'Cruciatus Curse' for a long time during the attack, they have not yet woken up.”

When Anduin heard that the two were out of danger, he felt relieved and said, “I received news in Slytherin that I know who attacked the Longbottoms.”

Bones sat up straight and stared at Anduin, asking, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, the source of the information should be very reliable.” Anduin recalled the information he had 'interrogated' from Travers and Wilkes and said with certainty.

“Who is it?” After a long period of contact, Bones knew that Anduin was still very reliable.

“Rabastan, Bellatrix, Rodolphus, and others from the Lestranges. I heard that they have a secret stronghold near the Mole River Valley in Surrey, which is very close to where the Longbottoms were attacked. It is possible that they found the two patrolling near there.” Anduin said.

Professor Bones couldn't help but look at Anduin again. This young man not only knew the attackers but even knew their hiding place. This didn't seem like the kind of information he said he could easily find out.

“Anduin, I know you have a good relationship with the Longbottoms, but... heaven and hell are often only one step away. Even the Dark Lord was a promising talent before he fell. Do you understand what I mean?” Professor Bones said earnestly to him.

“I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I have a clear understanding of myself, but...” Anduin paused, “I am a Slytherin after all. Following the rules is not my habit.”

Bones nodded slightly. He knew that some things could only be hinted at, so he said seriously, “The Lestranges have been wanted by the Ministry of Magic for a long time. I have also considered whether this matter is related to them, but we still don't know where they are hiding. Your news is very timely. I will inform Moody immediately.”

Anduin nodded, then turned and walked out of the office.

Bones looked at the departing Anduin with great concern. Such a promising young man must not go astray.

That night, in the Slytherin dormitory.

Anduin saw Rozier coming to find him and said with a smile, “I didn't expect them to send you to find me.”

Rozier received orders from Wilkes and others to help redeem the wand. Wilkes and others were too embarrassed to face Anduin again.

“What, what did you do to Senior Wilkes? His eyes turn red whenever he hears your name.” Rozier was very timid when he saw Anduin, but he still asked quietly.

“Then you have to ask him yourself. Stop talking nonsense. Did you bring the money?” Anduin sneered.

“This is 140 Galleons. How did you do this? They are actually willing to pay to redeem the wand.” Although Rozier didn't know what had happened before, he knew that Anduin had confiscated the wands of those people. Originally, Rozier thought they would gather people to snatch them back, but who knew they would be so cowardly.

“It seems they are not very stupid, or rather, there are some smart people.” Anduin did not directly answer Rozier's question, took the gold coins, and answered irrelevantly.

“What, what do you mean?” Rozier asked puzzled.

“Now they don't dare to make a big fuss at school. They have to wait for me to relax my vigilance, right?” Anduin sneered, “Did they reveal any plans to deal with me?”

“Not really, but I think they all hate you to the core. They definitely won't let it go.” Rozier said, recalling the expressions of the crowd just now.

“I won't let them go so easily either. Go back and keep a close eye on those guys for me. Remember to notify me if there is any disturbance.” Anduin instructed.

“Understood, but, are you really going to start a full-scale war with them? I see how they look, they won't be like dealing with Gryffindor. If there is bloodshed, you may be ordered to drop out of school, and may even be imprisoned in Azkaban.” Rozier shrank his head and said.