*stumbles out of the floo, exhausted*
Two days, I checked all my sources. Again. Some were deeply suspicious, I will not be able to visit them again for months....
*collapses into chair, bone weary from days of Apparating and the difficult navigation of Slytherin-level communication*
No one has heard a word about Potter's lifestone, especially not in connection with the Dark Lord. No information on Pettigrew's movements either.
*scowls, eyelids drooping crazily* All any of them could talk about was how Narcissa would win the Minister's race. They were too confident. I told Albus that Arthur would not be a strong enough candidate.
*head nods*
Potions,
research - none of it worth anything without the catalyst. We need Potter alive....the prophesy-
*drifts into a troubled sleep, still sitting in the chair*