"What a bunch of misers. I really don't know how those trash got the Dark Lord's approval."
Zac, who had just finished working for the Death Eaters and was still holding a bag of Galleons in his hand, murmured dissatisfiedly that he used to be a member of a search team, but since those damned Mudbloods hid, the search team It is difficult to make money by arresting people.
Fortunately, those Death Eaters are going crazy, they are actually making a large number of corpses, which can be regarded as giving them a good income
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