The banquet to celebrate the expulsion of the Death Eaters ended at eight o'clock in the evening. Although Percival left several hundred Galleons for the two bars in Hogsmeade, most of the dark wizards did not drink much at the celebration party. They all knew that the people around them were not good people, so they would not be stupid enough to let themselves get drunk. Did they think they had lived too long
As the night deepened, the large number of dark wizards gathered in the bar began to disperse, and the lights in the village gradually went out. This moonless night was particularly quiet.
"Crack"
There was a noise in the middle of the night, and the wooden door was opened from the inside. A figure holding a wand stealthily poked his head out from behind the crack of the door, looked around the house cautiously, and after making sure that there was no one around, he came out of the house. With the cover of night, he walked quietly out of Hogsmeade village, and disappeared in the wilderness far away from Hogsmeade village.
"Who's there?"
After hearing the crackling sound, several dark wizards on guard immediately raised their wands and pointed in the direction where the sound came from.
"It's me."
The cloaked man took off his hood, exposing his face to the dark wizard to avoid being accidentally injured by friendly forces.
"Bagman, I hope you have good news for me."
On the path from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade, the Death Eaters led by Yaxley had been waiting here for a long time.
Although Alecto's people had already informed him of the situation in Hogsmeade through the communication bookmark, Yaxley was still not reassured and decided to spend more time waiting for the news brought back by his people.
"Although most of the dark wizards attended the celebration, since they lacked trust in each other, almost no one allowed themselves to get drunk." Bagman transformed himself into a competent spy and reported his reconnaissance mission to Yaxley.
"So the plan to attack them while they're drunk has failed?"
Yaxley's face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, and no one could see the change in his expression.
"Yes, I'm afraid that plan is not very reliable."
Bagman also heard the strangeness in Yaxley's words and said quickly, "However, most of those dark wizards don't trust each other, so most of them chose not to stay in Hogsmeade. There are only about one third of the dark wizards left in the village, about a hundred people."
After hearing the news, Yaxley's face looked much better.
"There is one more thing. That fanatic named Percival believes that the Death Eaters are likely to attack Hogsmeade again in the next three days. I don't know how much the others have heard, but... it's better to be careful. However, before I left, I didn't find any signs of an ambush in the village. Those guys should have rested."
Bagman chattered on and on about what he had seen with his own eyes and the information he thought was useful, providing Yaxley with a lot of useful intelligence for his night raid on Hogsmeade.
"Does that bastard Percival stay in Hogsmeade?" Yaxley raised his hand to interrupt Bagman's chatter and asked the question he was concerned about.
"Yes, he lives in a house," Bagman said.
"Are you sure?" Yaxley confirmed again.
In Yaxley's opinion, if Percival was really the Mudblood in disguise, he would certainly not stay overnight in Hogsmeade.
"I'm very sure." Bagman said firmly, "That guy has gathered an elite team of dark wizards. It is said that they are targeting the giant eight-eyed spider in the Forbidden Forest."
A pint of Acromantula venom costs one hundred Galleons, and Bagman has been coveting it for a long time.
After the Death Eaters formed an alliance with the Acromantula, they could no longer enter the Forbidden Forest and hunt the giant spiders at will.
Of course, the eight-eyed giant spider is not a vegetarian, and most wizards who dare to do so lose their lives.
"Very well, whether that guy is that mudblood or not, tonight is the day he dies."
Yaxley's eyes flashed dangerously as he ordered, "Let the Inferi head towards Hogsmeade. Use the cannon fodder to attract the attention of the dark wizards, and then cooperate with the Dementors to sneak attack and give them a fatal blow.
Even if the opponent is stronger than them, they will have no choice but to surrender when they are attacked by surprise or besieged.
There was no doubt that no Death Eater thought they would fail, and even fewer thought that a late-night raid was a despicable act.
"You're ready to leave now. You really don't want to wait until dawn?"
Looking at the Death Eaters preparing to take action and the Dementors rushing towards Hogsmeade village, Snape really couldn't understand what Yaxley was thinking.
If he was really that afraid of Anderson, he should at least act with caution.
"Percival should not be the Mudblood. I heard about him from other places. He was the third runner-up in the duel tournament. The reason he didn't become the champion was because he met the Mudblood and the Dark Lord."
Yaxley believed that excluding Anderson and the Dark Lord, the guy named Percival was definitely qualified to be the champion of the duel tournament.
This also explains why Morag and the other two were killed so easily.
"Of course, just in case, I want you and McNeill to stay at Hogwarts. Once the Dark Mark appears above Hogsmeade Village, I hope you can bring Aurors to support us. Is that okay?"
"If that's your request, I have no objection."
Snape didn't want to get involved, he still felt that Hogsmeade was a trap.
"Yes," said Yaxley.
"I will arrange for Aurors to keep an eye on the situation in Hogsmeade in the Astronomy Tower and provide support to you at any time."
"Very good." Yaxley looked at McNeill.
"If you catch Percival and plan to behead him in public, remember to hand it over to me." McNeill made a cruel request. It was a great regret for him that he failed to chop off Hagrid's head himself last time.
"no problem."
The Death Eaters set off.
A slow and hurried sound of running rang out across the wilderness. Urged on by several Death Eaters riding on flying broomsticks, these freshly-baked Inferi were stumbling towards Hogsmeade.
The Dementors arrived earlier than the Inferi. They used the cover of night to silently surround Hogsmeade village from all sides.
Even though the Dementors were only scattered around the outskirts of the village, the temperature still dropped rapidly at night, and even a thick layer of white frost froze on the window glass.
"It will take some time for those Inferi to arrive."
The Death Eater who came to report to Yaxley looked extremely excited. "The werewolves are already in place, and the Dementors have completely surrounded the village. Our people are ready and can join the battlefield at any time."
Tonight's surprise attack on Hogsmeade had almost united most of the Dark Lord's forces, and they had no idea how they could lose.
No matter how powerful that Mudblood was, he couldn't stop them from retaking Hogsmeade.