"What! How?"

Alfred let out a growl.

We do not know the exact details but we trailed after a suspicious death eater and overheard him saying that, "the Dark Lord's resurrection is near."

Arth furrowed his brows.

"Is there a chance they could be talking about Tom Riddle? The one from the diary? They could mean they want to reinstate their old glory."

Alfred shook his head.

"It is possible perhaps, but it seems as though they are planning to "revive someone from death" than "reclaim glory". We feel that they are attempting to have two Dark Lords to take over."

Arth sighed.

"They do not. Even if they did, would they listen to a pair of odd dementors?"

Arth clicked his tongue.

"Two Voldemorts. . . . Just having one is a pain in the a.s.s. Why did they have to go ahead and decide to make another one?"

"Most likely to ascertain their success."

"Damn it. . . . William."

"Yes my lord?"

"Follow Albert and Sebastian and help them track the Death Eaters."

"Yes sir."

"As you wish my lord."

"Your d.e.s.i.r.e is my command."

". . . . It shall be done."

There was a slight popping sound as the three dementors warped away.

"Dolorem."

"Yes my prince?" Asked Dolorem while immediately straightening herself.

"Continue to track the Soviet Wizards. Something tells me that these two events might be connected."

"As you wish my prince."

"You are dismissed."

Arth stared at the spot where she disappeared for a minute before once again facing the night sky.

Corvus, who had been hiding the entire time from the dementors, finally appeared once more and settled onto his head.

"Oh Corvus, things are getting really hectic lately. . . . What should I do?"

Corvus let out a cute peep while tilting his head to the side.

"I have so much to do, so much to think about. Nothing is making sense. It's like I'm trying to solve a puzzle with the clues all mixed up."

Arth patted Corvus on the head.

"Who was it that dropped my name into the goblet? Who is behind the Soviet Wizards? What are they trying to accomplish? Where is Tom Riddle?"

Corvus let out a caw.

"Your right Corvus, we can solve it later. For now, let's head back."