#168 - Maximizing value

"So, when you told the others you were going to run away to Europe with them, you were just fooling them, right? With this thing, even leaking a little bit could save your life. Maybe the fact that you were able to get bailed out before was also related to these materials? Could it be that Lucius was able to get away so easily not only because of political donations, but also because of this? And he just happens to be Yulia's brother," Anduin suddenly realized.

After hearing Anduin's series of analyses, Torkil felt a violent tremor in his heart. Now he didn't dare to look Anduin in the eye anymore, and could only force himself to maintain an indifferent expression, turning his head away to hide the panic in his heart.

Karkaroff, who was standing next to him, was furious when he heard this. So, you didn't plan to go into exile overseas with us from the beginning, and you were planning to stay here and continue to be your rich young master, huh? So you've been lying to us all along. You're the one who betrayed us first!

This further strengthened his determination to switch camps.

Torkil now had the desire to die. Not only had he fallen into the hands of a devil, but the secret that his family depended on for survival had also been completely exposed. And before yesterday, he was still the carefree aristocrat of the Travers family.

Originally, according to the plan, if he could fool these few Death Eaters into going into exile overseas, he would be a meritorious official who preserved the strength of the organization if the Dark Lord could really return in the future. If the Dark Lord really died, then these Death Eaters wandering abroad could also become a help for the family to expand overseas in the future, and could seize more power and wealth for him, and they would have to thank him for it.

But what about now? Not to mention whether he can escape Anduin's clutches, just the spread of these secrets would make him a sinner of the entire Travers family.

But Anduin didn't care about the Travers family's problems. What he should be considering now is how much benefit this key can bring him.

It's not reliable to swallow the key privately. First of all, a single key won't allow him to take out the things in the vault, and this secret is more valuable than the key.

Even if he could really take these black materials for himself, it would bring a lot of trouble. That would attract countless enemies to him. Compared to the Travers family, what gives a Muggle-born wizard like him the courage to threaten these Ministry of Magic officials, Wizengamot members, and pure-blood families?

But it's even more impossible to just reveal the news like this, because that would also attract countless people's resentment. It's simply harming others and harming himself. He doesn't want to perish together with the Travers family.

He hates trouble, and he won't actively look for trouble.

So, give the news and the key to Dumbledore or Millicent Bagnold?

This might be a good choice. With that wise Minister's style, she certainly wouldn't be stingy with rewards, but at most she would give a reward commensurate with his contribution. Maybe she would give him another medal. Dumbledore might give him a special contribution award, and he might even get a Order of Merlin, First Class.

But what's the use of so many medals? They can't be eaten, and they don't have any research value!

For a time, several plans flashed through Anduin's mind, plans to maximize the value of this key.

Got it! A gleam flashed in Anduin's eyes, and then he glanced at the listless Torkil, who had completely lost his will to live.

"Heh, this plan is very feasible, and it can be coordinated with the subsequent actions. But it will have to sacrifice Torkil," Anduin thought with a sneer.

Anduin took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. Time was already very tight, and he had to act quickly.

Then he took out another pill from his waist bag, which looked very similar to the one he fed Karkaroff, but seemed to be a little different. He roughly pried open Torkil's mouth, stuffed it in, and then Anduin looked at Karkaroff.

"You have to cooperate with me in a play later, come closer."

Anduin whispered something in Karkaroff's ear, but Karkaroff's face suddenly showed embarrassment after hearing it, and he hurriedly said, "Master, if that's the case, then I will also be by the Ministry of Magic..."

"What are you panicking about?" Anduin frowned in dissatisfaction, "Do as I say, they will let you go. Or are you still thinking about the old feelings of these Death Eaters and can't bear to part with them?"

"No, no, no." Karkaroff shook his head repeatedly to deny, "I have nothing to do with them anymore, but, is this really reliable? If they interrogate these Death Eaters, wouldn't..."

"Except for Torkil, whose brain is protected by a protective curse, I have modified the short-term memories of the other people. There is no problem in dealing with the interrogation. As for Torkil, I have their family's handle in my hand. Do you think he dares to say it? Besides, even if he says something, who will believe it?" Anduin sneered.

Then Anduin ignored Karkaroff's tangled emotions and calmly commanded to collect all the experimental equipment and materials on the scene.

He also arranged for Karkaroff to clean the second floor from the inside out. After a night of tossing, the entire second floor hall was covered with stains mixed with blood, sweat, and urine, which smelled disgusting, but Karkaroff still honestly completed the task.

At the same time, he also had to deal with the injuries and stains on these Death Eaters. At this time, Anduin used the healing curse instead of 'Restore My Beautiful Face Fist'. He was afraid that if he continued to fight, he would really drive them crazy.

It took about ten minutes for several Death Eaters, including Karkaroff, to be cleaned up, and even the holes in their clothes that were pierced by the measuring instrument were repaired.

At this time, it was also the time he had agreed with 'Shunfeng'.

Finally, Anduin used the Spirit Snake to extract about half of the magic power from the Death Eaters, and cast a Disillusionment Charm on both the Death Eaters and himself, before taking them out of the house through the window.

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In the morning, in the Auror Command Office of the British Ministry of Magic, Alastor Moody yawned and put on his clothes neatly, preparing to start a day's work. He didn't know which lucky dark wizard would be hit by his Avada Kedavra curse today.

As the most qualified Auror in the Ministry of Magic, he is a well-known workaholic. He doesn't go home all year round and lives directly in the office has become the norm. In addition, after the vigorous and resolute Minister Millicent Bagnold took office, she gave him great authority and allowed him to use many methods that were not allowed before to treat those Death Eaters and dark wizards, which made him love his work even more.

After eating a few mouthfuls of dry bread to fill his stomach, Moody was going to go to the 'Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes' to see the briefing. Those Ministry of Magic staff on duty were probably secretly sleeping in again, because of their negligence, many magical monitoring signals above XXX level were always missed.