A magical journey that begins in Azkaban.

Chapter 519 Unintentional Notice
The heavy rain in Pennsylvania was still in its final stages, and the rain was like water in a sponge, which could never be squeezed out. Cedric stared at the large and small containers, which were filled with rainwater collected from outside.

He keenly realized that the rain was not as simple as it seemed.

"Immediately feed it to the Muggles below, then lock him up with the snake-people and see if he mutates." Cedric's cold voice echoed in the room, his tone revealing a long-suppressed cruelty.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, and no one responded for a long time. After all, it was hard to accept that Cedric, who was only a graduate, dared to give orders so aggressively.

After a long delay, two Death Eaters reluctantly walked towards the underground passage.

"Damn kid, how old is he? What right does he have to command us old wizards? I have peed more than he has drunk water." The wizard with warts on his nose complained, glaring at Cedric on the stage viciously.

"Humph, it's because he came to us so early. Besides, Lord Cedric is a noble pure-blood wizard!" The second wizard raised his voice deliberately, sounding sarcastic.

"That's right. We lowly half-bloods and mudbloods are only fit to carry Lord Cedric's shoes."

Cedric listened to the rumors coming from the tunnel and couldn't help but clench his fists, his joints turning white due to excessive force. He remained silent, his eyes sweeping over the other Death Eaters in the room like lightning.

Everyone seemed indifferent and had no respect for him, the Lord of Pennsylvania appointed by Voldemort himself.

As the first new Death Eater to join after Voldemort's resurrection, Cedric received the Dark Lord's love and generous reward.

Not only did he learn extremely sophisticated and powerful black magic, he was also able to command and dispatch the older generation of wizards who later defected to Voldemort.

However, his loyalty to Voldemort and the tasks he completed were not enough to allow him to rule Pennsylvania. This is the second largest state on the East Coast, and the old Death Eater Buck only got the small Rhode Island.

In fact, the status he barely maintained today was the result of a compromise between pure-bloods and non-pure-bloods within the Death Eaters.

After all, instead of handing it over to veteran pure-blood wizards such as Buck and Little Barty, it is better to let the young and immature Cedric with no foundation take temporary management.

Cedric knew this, of course, but he was too weak among the Death Eaters and had no power to resist what was imposed on him.

Most of the wizards in Harrisburg today are half-blood or Muggle-born. He, the so-called "pure-blood leader", is the real outlier.

Those people were older and much stronger than him. If they were not afraid of disobeying Voldemort's orders and suffering ruthless and cruel punishment, these real dark wizards would have driven Cedric out long ago. Not to mention standing in the room obediently and listening to him yelling and directing them to do things.

Faced with such a group of subordinates with ulterior motives, Cedric could only make concessions and compromises, barely maintaining his superficial leadership. Today, few people in Harrisburg listen to his orders.

However, he still has his own trump cards: snake people and goblins.

He mastered the language of snakes and became a Parseltongue. As long as he wanted, he could mobilize the snake army in the city at any time. And Narrak was also a powerful ally he found.

“Has the supplies that Narrak contacted not arrived yet?” Cedric looked out the window at the moon that was gradually escaping from the dark clouds, and thought secretly: “If the magic and intelligence of the snake people could be further improved, I wouldn’t have to endure these abominable guys!”

boom!boom!
Just as he was immersed in his ambitious thoughts, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly occurred in the room. Then, Bella and Little Batty appeared one after another.

They held their wands and looked around vigilantly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Death Eaters around them.

"Bella, Barty, what happened to you?" Cedric stood up quickly and looked the two embarrassed people up and down. "Did someone attack you? Where is Rodolphus? Is he okay?"

"He's dead." Bella said dully, with a frightening madness flashing in her eyes. She turned her head and glanced at the other people in the room provocatively, as if she was deliberately looking for trouble.

Facing Bella's aggressive gaze, the wizards held their breath, lowered their eyes and dared not look at her. They were afraid that the slightest disrespect would anger this crazy witch.

All the Death Eaters knew that Bella was the craziest and cruelest among them. If anyone offended her, even a companion would be cruelly tortured.

"You are all a bunch of losers. What are you still standing here for!" Bella shouted angrily. "People from the Order of the Phoenix are coming. Are you going to wait for them to reach the door? Go and get the news!"

Cedric's face suddenly changed, his eyes revealing shock and panic. "Little Barty, isn't the master going to sign a peace treaty with the magic world? How could it be..."

"This is Dumbledore's action." Little Batty pulled a stool and sat down, still feeling a lingering fear. "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​a private organization he founded. The Ministry of Magic has no control over them."

"What about the master..."

"That's not something you should be asking," Bella interrupted him sharply, causing Cedric to shudder.

"What about Professor Baldwin? How is his research going? Is there any progress on the second generation of the Snake Man virus?"

"We're still... still missing samples." Cedric tried to remain calm.

"Have you run out of Muggles down there? Or are you going to experiment on wizards?" Barty Jr. stomped his feet hard, and a hollow, terrifying echo came from under the floor.

"It's not that there is a lack of samples, but there is something wrong with the blood materials the professor has." Cedric took out an experimental file from the drawer and said helplessly: "I have asked his assistant and found that the professor's earliest experimental plan and research materials came from waste materials abandoned by other wizards."

"Among them, the most critical formula of the snake-man virus still belongs to Dean Snape..." Cedric felt that the title of "Dean" was a bit awkward. He did not expect that Snape was actually a spy planted by the Dark Lord in Dumbledore.

He paused, and then continued, "Those things can only support the professor in making the snake-man virus. And according to my investigation, there seems to be the shadow of other wizards behind the success of the virus."

"Who?" Bella and Little Batty looked at each other, and their expressions became more solemn.

If what Cedric said was true, it meant that Baldwin was being used without knowing it. Even Voldemort himself might have fallen into a wizard's conspiracy.

"A wizard named Green." Cedric said as he handed them a letter filled with dense text about potions and blood curse research. "I'm sorry, the content is too professional and complicated, I can't understand it.

I think, except for potion masters like Snape and Baldwin, it would be hard for anyone else to understand it."

"You mean, Snape has been secretly helping Baldwin study the snake virus?" Barty glanced at the letter and felt his scalp tingling. He had excellent grades in school, but after so many years of graduation, a lot of professional knowledge has been returned to Hogwarts. Even at that level, the content on the paper seemed difficult and obscure.

"This..." Cedric hesitated, and a vague figure emerged in his mind: the substitute professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Green.

"I don't know." He confessed, "But do we really need to study the second-generation snake virus? If it succeeds, the wizard will also..."

"Humph, are you scared?" Bella stared at him with eyes as sharp as knives. "As long as the snake virus can distinguish between wizards and Muggles, there must be a way to make it distinguish between pure-blood wizards and non-pure-blood wizards."

"Cedric, this is not a bad thing for you. Besides, don't you think those dirty guys in the room just now are disgusting?" Bella suddenly raised her wand and grabbed the two wizards who were eavesdropping in the tunnel.

"Be… Lady Bella, we didn't mean to eavesdrop. Lord Cedric asked us to go down."

Cedric nodded slightly, signaling Bella to let them go first: "How is the experiment on rain water going? Did the Muggles who drank the rain water mutate..."

"Sir, your guess is really accurate!" The wizard who had mocked Cedric before smiled flatteringly, "After the Muggles drank the rain water, even if they were locked up with the snake people, or even directly injected with the snake people's blood, they did not show any signs of mutation at all."

"What!" Little Barty exclaimed, his face turned pale: "Is there something wrong with this rain?! Damn, that old guy Dumbledore is too insidious. Without the snake man..."

"Shut up, little Barty! Are you doubting the power of the master?" Bella shouted coldly, her eyes sweeping over fiercely: "Have you found anything else?"

"No...nothing, Lady Bella." The two men were so scared that their faces turned pale. They answered tremblingly: "These are all we saw and heard. We promise that there is nothing hidden...Can we go out?"

"Get out?" Bella suddenly curled up a cruel smile and quickly swung her wand to cast two killing curses.

The next moment, the two men's bodies collapsed to the ground, their eyes wide open, already dead.

Cedric's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his lips almost lost all the blood. Although he had heard of Bella's crazy killing, seeing her kill her fellow Death Eaters so capriciously still made him feel cold.

The room fell into complete silence for a moment. The three people stared at the two bodies on the ground, with complicated thoughts flashing in their eyes.

Although no wizard would truly doubt Voldemort's power, this sudden winter rain completely extinguished the most terrifying threat of the snake-man virus: its contagiousness.

Without this trump card, the entire wizarding world would probably not accept the reality that the Dark Lord ruled the east coast of America.

They would rather witness the complete destruction of the American wizarding world and Congress than allow the snake-man virus to spread throughout the area under their jurisdiction.

It was this fear that became the most basic prerequisite for both sides to reach a compromise and start peace talks, and it was also the most important means for Voldemort to deceive the entire wizarding world.

However, no one expected that just when the negotiations were about to be settled, Dumbledore would make such a quick and decisive move to completely cut off the harm of the snake-man virus.

Next, as long as he exerts his influence to urge the wizarding world to give up peace talks with the Death Eaters, and then unite the wizards to fight against the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters, then, the only thing waiting for everyone here is death and failure.

"He won't get what he wants." Little Batty suddenly sneered, breaking the solemn silence in the room. "I know the faces of politicians. Just like old Batty, they will not give up their own interests. Besides, I don't believe it will rain everywhere tonight."

Bella and Cedric did not respond. They both understood that it would only take rain in the core areas. As for the edge of the world, even if there was a massacre or complete destruction, the wizards on both sides of the Atlantic did not care.

Two streams of blazing fire shot out from the tip of Bella's staff, and the corpse on the ground burned quickly and fiercely like pine wood full of oil.

Cedric covered his nose and asked again in a low voice unwillingly, "Where's the master?"

"The master and Buck are in the British wizarding world, they have more important things to do." Bella's tone was very stiff, and she obviously didn't want to explain more.

The atmosphere became awkward again, and an atmosphere called orphan was slowly brewing in the air.

If the Aurors and the Order of the Phoenix launched an attack tonight, the Death Eaters would most likely be severely damaged. Fortunately, they were not as united as the Death Eaters.

Just when this dull and suffocating feeling reached its peak, a Death Eater ran back in a hurry, "Lady Bella, Little Master Barty, a huge airship appeared in the northern sky. It is approaching quickly. Should we attack it?"

"Those are the winter supplies brought by the goblins!" Cedric immediately spoke up to stop them. "Guide it to a safe landing. The supplies I've been waiting for are finally here."

"Do we have to buy them separately from the goblins?" Little Barty shrugged disapprovingly. "Don't Muggle supermarkets out there have everything? If you need anything, can't we just go and get it?"

"It's been ruined. You don't think snake people don't need to eat or drink water? They also need energy to sustain life. Besides, I don't want to expose those Muggles to the risk of the virus."

"Isn't there rainwater? Wouldn't it be possible to resist the virus if we use rainwater?"

"Heh..." Cedric sneered and glanced at him as if he were an idiot. "Then do you have any clean Muggles for the professor to experiment with? Do you have to wait for a batch of newborns to grow up?"

Barty licked his dry lips subconsciously, raised his eyebrows slightly, and admitted his negligence. Moreover, after this winter rain, those uncontaminated Muggles became the most scarce experimental subjects.

"You guys go." Bella said coldly and turned to go up the stairs.

Little Barty quickly tugged at Cedric's sleeve, signaling him not to ask anything.

Among all the Death Eaters, Barty felt that Cedric was the most like him, so he was closer to him. However, if he offended Bella, he would not plead for him.

The two walked out the door side by side, chatting about their different but similar upbringings. Old Barty and Diggory both put too much pressure on their school days.

A huge blue-white airship was lying between the moon and the earth, casting a shadow like an invisible veil over the buildings on both sides and their heads.

Cedric couldn't help but sigh, thinking secretly: "The skills of the goblins are really extraordinary. Even wizards can't build such a perfect flying machine. It's right for me to cooperate with them this time!"

(End of this chapter)