Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

When the elderly wizards of the Witch Party arrived at the meeting room one after another, Regulus finally rushed back panting and patted his old face heavily.

"I've called everyone to this meeting today because something very disturbing has happened outside," Regulus said to everyone present. "This matter concerns whether we can continue to stay here safely... or, in other words, whether we should relocate."

He took out a piece of parchment and placed it on the conference table.

It was a huge wanted poster - the photo on the poster was of a man with a thin face and tangled, foot-long hair.

The man was holding a sign with the prison code written on it, looking at the outside of the wanted poster with a crazy expression, and occasionally bursting into chaotic laughter.

Below the photo were several huge bold words:

"Have you met this man—Sirius Black."

"My foolish brother has escaped from prison," Regulus said slowly, looking at everyone present. "He may be able to forget the torture he suffered in Azkaban in a few days and fully recover his ability to move... and he has the authority of 12 Grimmauld Place."

"Then kill him!" Ms. Rosier said coldly, "Killing is the safest thing to do."

"That's inappropriate," Regulus denied with a quick shake of his head.

No matter how many conflicts he had with Sirius, he still couldn't bear to let his brother be killed by members of the Wiccan Party.

"What's inappropriate?" Ms. Rosier pressed on. "Since he has authority here, we must ensure he's dead to maintain secrecy."

"But Sirius Black has received too much attention. If we kill him suddenly, it is likely to attract the attention of the wizarding world." Regulus quickly retorted.

"Besides, even the Ministry of Magic can't find him. How can we find the wanted criminal with such limited manpower?"

"Then what do you say we should do?" Ms. Rosier asked with a frown.

"I don't have any choice now." Regulus shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at Lycos.

"Perhaps Lycos has a better solution?"

……

Chapter 176: A student from Eton College?

After hearing what Regulus said, all the members of the Witch Party turned their eyes to Lycos.

Lycos, who was hiding in the corner of the conference room and slacking off, was stunned.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Lycos rubbed his brows and asked helplessly.

Although he had thought of a way to deal with Sirius after a whole day of thinking, that method required him to find Remus Lupin, who would be the new year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, to work with him after school started...

According to the original book, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew were four very good friends during their school years. They called themselves the Marauders.

Except for Lupin who is a werewolf, the other four are Animagus who can transform into animals.

Only the four of them could recognize each other's animal forms... Sirius Black had the idea of ​​escaping from prison when he accidentally saw the rat Scabbers, also known as Peter Pettigrew, on Ron's shoulder in the Daily Prophet.

As a wanted criminal, Sirius would be extremely cautious and would most likely remain in the Animagus state for a long time.

Lycos obviously couldn't tell Sirius's animal form... He wouldn't just grab any black dog he saw, would he?

And even if Lycos wanted to take action, he would not be too blindly confident to think that he could capture an Order of the Phoenix elite like Sirius.

So Lecos's plan was to wait until school started, find an opportunity to secretly capture Ron's pet rat Scabbers, then drug the rat to make it unconscious, and then pretend to accidentally send the rat to Lupin.

What happened next was a smooth process. Lupin realized that Peter Pettigrew was not dead, and confronted Sirius. In the end, he realized that it was Peter, not Sirius, who betrayed James...

Unfortunately, Lecos did not think that Sirius's appearance might expose the location of the Wiccan Party's headquarters.

So his plans might need to change.

"Your current identity is very useful..." Regulus said, "You are secretly a Death Eater, and Sirius is also listed as a Death Eater on the wanted list. Maybe you can make him less vigilant..."

"Wait, Regulus," Madam Rosier interrupted him suddenly, "according to you, Sirius Black was 'considered' a Death Eater?"

She emphasized the word "treated as".

"You mean... he's not actually a Death Eater?" Madam Rosier frowned at Regulus and asked in confusion.

"Yes, I never thought Sirius would actually become a Death Eater." Regulus' tone was quite certain, "No matter who becomes a Death Eater, he will never work for Voldemort!"

"You seem very confident in your brother," said another member of the Wukh Party sitting nearby. "But how do you explain that evidence?"

"At the end of the Wizarding War started by the Death Eaters, Sirius Black betrayed the Potters as the Secret Keeper, killed his former best friend Peter Pettigrew, and blew up an entire city block of Muggles."

He stared at Regulus intently and asked word by word, "Before you try to cover up your brother, you'd better give a reasonable explanation for these crimes!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the conference room became tense.

"Alright, there's no need to argue until the matter is resolved." Mr. Barebon waved his hand, and the tense atmosphere in the meeting room was instantly dispelled. "Regulus, tell me what you think first."

Regulus straightened his clothes slightly and turned to Mr. Barebon.

"It's like this... In my opinion, there must be some hidden secrets behind Sirius's incident." He said seriously, "But the truth is not important to us now. Our first priority is to prevent Sirius from returning to the Black mansion to prevent the headquarters from being exposed..."

Having said this, Regulus turned and looked at Lycos: "So I think Lycos might have a way-"

"As a relatively young wizard, Lycos naturally wouldn't arouse Sirius's excessive vigilance. Furthermore, as both a Hogwarts student and a Death Eater, he could flexibly adapt and use his different identities to lower Sirius's vigilance..."

"Of course, we can't completely rule out the danger posed by Sirius." Regulus stared at Lycos and said carefully, "I will arrange for people to hide in the dark and protect your safety."

Then, everyone's attention was focused on Lycos again.

Lycos: “…”

Things have come to this point, and it seems he has no choice but to make a statement.

"So this is a mission?" asked Lycos.

"Of course." Regulus nodded, "But you can refuse... Because if my judgment is wrong, your life will be in great danger!"

"That's nothing." Lycos shook his head nonchalantly. "No matter how dangerous Sirius Black is, can it be more dangerous than going undercover with Voldemort?"

Lycos naturally would not refuse.

Because he knew very well that Sirius Black was not a violent and crazy Death Eater or a murderous dark wizard. Instead, he was a good person in the universal sense...

A wizard who was tortured by Dementors for more than ten years but did not go crazy, but instead was obsessed with avenging his brother when he saw that his enemy was still alive, how could he be a bad person?

However, the protective measures arranged by Regulus are still necessary.

After all, Sirius had been in Azkaban for more than ten years, and Lekos found it hard to believe that his mental state could still be completely normal.

Therefore, it is best to be fully prepared before going to him...

Lycos's fingers drummed unconsciously on the table.

Perhaps, he should change his identity to gain Sirius's trust?

……

During this period, Harry Potter was very unhappy.

Because during the summer vacation he could only stay at the home of his aunt Petunia Dursley and uncle Vernon Dursley, and the three of them treated Harry very badly.

Especially their youngest son, Dudley Dursley. Harry was bullied by Dudley almost from childhood...

These past few days have been particularly difficult for Harry.

Because these days, his Aunt Marge was a guest at the Dursleys' house - Aunt Marge was arguably the meanest person to Harry, more annoying than the Dursleys and even his arch-enemy Malfoy at Hogwarts.

Harry has been on the verge of losing his temper these past few days, fearing that he might use magic to blow Aunt Marge into a balloon...

Today is Aunt Maggie's last night as a guest here.

Aunt Petunia prepared a fine dinner, and Uncle Vernon opened several bottles of wine.

They ate and chatted, either Uncle Vernon rambling on about his company that made drilling rigs, or Aunt Petunia talking about how well-behaved Dudley was, or Aunt Marge taking pleasure in insulting and accusing Harry.

Then Aunt Petunia made coffee and Uncle Vernon got out a bottle of strong brandy.

"Would you like some, Maggie?" he said.

Aunt Marge had drunk a good deal of wine, and her large face had grown very red.

"Then drink a little less," she laughed drunkenly. "A little more than this... a little more... that'll be enough."

This annoying woman drank her wine and started praising her little nephew who was almost as fat as a pig.

"I do love seeing healthy, normal children," she said, winking at Dudley. "You'll grow up to be a normal-sized man, Dudley, just like your daddy. Oh, Vernon, I'd like a little brandy too..."

It was not enough to praise the piglets, Aunt Maggie also found a control group.

"Look, this one—" She tilted her head towards Harry, "This kid is much smaller than a normal person, and he just looks selfish... Dogs are like that. I drowned a dog last year. It was a little thing like a rat, very skinny and underdeveloped."

The woman didn't take into account that Harry's thinness was due to not having enough food to eat since childhood.

"It's all due to bad blood, and bad blood shows," Aunt Marge continued. "I'm not saying anything bad about your family, Petunia -"

She patted Aunt Petunia's bony arm with her spade-like hand. "But your sister is a bad creature. She came from the best family, and then she ran off with a good-for-nothing, and now we're seeing the consequences..."

Harry felt the blood surging in his head, as if the magic power in his body had become active, which seemed to be a precursor to a magical riot.

Just as he was about to go berserk, there was a sudden knock on the door of number 4 Privet Drive.

"Boom boom boom——"

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation in the room.

"Who's outside?!"

Vernon Dursley grumbled, then staggered to the door and looked out through the peephole to see a boy of about twelve or thirteen.

He opened the door and waved his arms, trying to drive away the boy outside.

"Go away, boy, you've got the wrong door!"

However, the boy outside the door showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he smiled very standardly and asked:

"Excuse me, does Harry Potter live here?"

The boy's question made Vernon Dursley freeze in place, and his drunken consciousness seemed to sober up a little.

Then, his expression suddenly changed, and his fat face, which was already red from drunkenness, became even redder with anger.

"There's no Harry Potter here!" he roared, shoving the door inward, trying to close it as if there were some terrifying monster outside.

However, I don’t know if it was stuck, the door never closed.

Vernon Dursley was even more horrified. He turned around and shouted at Harry, "How dare you give your home address to someone like you!"