Chapter 278: Evil Deeds (2 in1)

Chapter 278: Evil Deeds (2 in1)

The expression on Grindelwald's face in response to Jon's gaze remained calm.

"What's wrong with this?"

His casual words sounded as if he was asking about a sparse and trivial matter.

Jon took a deep breath, his face brimming with seriousness and gravity.

"I don't think these people don't deserve death, but even if you are going to kill them, you don't have to use such cruel methods. The least one can do is give them the dignity of being human."

Grindelwald looked like he had no intention of giving Jon an answer to this question, and he stepped forward into the snow that had been stained with blood, as Hans followed him with small, quick steps.

"These are my prisoners, what I want to do with them is up to my personal will, you don't have the right to tell me what to do with my own property."

As they continued to walk in, a shabby hut surrounded by dead trees appeared, a house made entirely of wood, the boards nailed together in tatters, with no way to withstand the cold wind, the rain and the snow.

"There are still 14 living individuals in that hut, your task today is to ask them all the information they know in their heads. They are fated to die as well, these people as Voldemort's cronies must have to provide us with a few values before they die."

As he said that Grindelwald threw a cloth bag to Jon, which is filled with the truth serum.

Jon caught the bag in silence, but he did not want to approach that wooden hut at the moment.

The scene here has already caused him both mental and physical discomfort, even his original impression of Grindelwald which was still good also started to crumble, all this abuse against prisoners has reached the point of anti-human behaviour.

Grindelwald seemed to see what Jon was thinking, he did not have any intention to explain or become offended, he just said flatly.

"Do not forget your words last night, you promised me in front of Albus, now not even a day has passed, and you want to renege?"

Jon took a deep breath, lifted his head and gave Grindelwald a deep look, then walked towards the wooden hut without looking back.

He certainly did not forget his promise last night, and since he promised to do it, and he is capable of doing it, he will do it.

Watching Jon walk into the wooden hut with the cloth bag, Hans skimmed his mouth and expressed his disdain for Jon's reaction just now.

"Why did you bring him here, my lord, a child who doesn't know anything? Isn't only a maximum of three people supposed to be aware of the research here?"

Grindelwald looked over at him, his gaze laced with a terrifying indifference.

"If you are smart enough to know that I brought someone who should not have been brought to such an important place, it means that this person can bring me much more value than this place itself; can you understand? Ramo Hans. He is too naive, and needs some exposure to some things."

Hans's body unconsciously trembled under the attention of that gaze.

This old dwarf, whose hands were already stained with the blood of more than three figures of wizards, could only avoid his lord's gaze in fear at this time, then he said with incomparable reverence.

"I can, can understand, my lord!"

Grindelwald withdrew his gaze as he walked around to the corpses that had been hung on the branches of the trees that had been gutted open out in the ice and snow.

"So after sacrificing so many samples, can you tell me some of your findings now?"

When talking about serious business, Hans also became solemn.

"The samples you sent are excellent material, since yesterday after receiving these individuals, I have been examining all night by our previous suspicions, and indeed there are some gains that have never been found before"

Jon did not know what Grindelwald and Hans are talking about outside.

He pushed open the door of the hut and a smell of blood that simply could not be suppressed rushed to his face.

The floors were littered with scarlet blood, and several pieces of what looked like minced meat and guts were littered in various places, looking dirty and messy.

But what caught his eyes the most was the group of people cowering in the corner.

These people are all Death Eaters who participated in the siege against Jon yesterday, they are both men and women, but there is no swagger they had at sea, everyone is dishevelled, their robes are torn and tattered, their faces are all covered with black and red dried blood like scars.

Their eyes looked faded as if they had been kissed by dementors and sucked out of their souls in the body, but when Jon came in, these people seemed to have some semblance of a living being once again, trembling all over, with eyes filled with fear and despair as they looked at Jon.

"The stupid woman kept struggling, she had never resisted like that before, and she cried and howled that I had ruined everything for her, which made me even more furious. They only cared about their own grievances, but never considered my mood or feelings, so I killed her too."

"They are all half-breeds, not like the mudbloods who can be manipulated at will, so I paid off the people from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement who came over to investigate and set the Krueger house on fire to produce a play about an accidental experiment to cover it up."

"But that woman is too addictive to me, I don't want to forget her, so I cut off her head, and preserved it, and now it is still hidden in the secret study of my house."

Jon's hands have long been clenched into tight fists, listening as the male wizard finished speaking of one of his countless crimes as if he had done an insignificant thing.

He suppressed the desire to take out his wand and use the killing curse on this scum of the earth, but instead gritted his teeth and asked in a shaky voice.

"So, what about the results of your battle last week regarding the Order of the Phoenix encirclement?"

"Those people were so cunning that even after we deployed many people, we only ended up catching one of them."

"Who was it!"

"Emmeline Vance."

Jon remembered this name, she is an amiable old witch, this witch was among the group of members of the Order of the Phoenix who said goodbye to him the night the Hogwarts wagon separated from Dumbledore and the others before Halloween last year.

"You caught her?" Jon stared intently at the male wizard.

"We did catch her at first, but she resisted fiercely and made several suicidal moves. At the first moment we tried to capture her alive she bit off her own tongue, cutting off the possibility of us feeding her truth serum. These people's memories are also very difficult to extract, and there is no way to break through their mind's defences with normal Legilimency. So. We chopped her up and threw her off to feed the Lethifold."

"Bang!"

Jon slammed his fist down on the wooden table! The already creaking wooden table shook violently, almost being broken apart by him, and the shorthand quill that was being recorded on it went up, before falling back down on the table and continuing with the recording.

Jon could no longer hold back his desire to kill, he took out his wand, and the knuckles of the hand that held the wand became white from too much force!

He waved his wand at the male wizard, but at the last moment, he changed his original spell casting, and the incantation in his mouth changed.

"Crucio!"

One of the Unforgivable Curses burst out from the tip of his wand and landed on the male wizard.

The torture that originated from the depths of the soul is simply something that nobody could bear, the intense pain instantly made the male wizard sober up from the state of being hypnotized, and his whole body spasmed and curled up like a boiled prawn!

But Jon did not stop the movement of his hands, his expression was as cold as never before, his eyes were horrific, and the same incantation sounded again.

"Crucio!"

"Ah!!!"

The male wizard let out a miserable shrill howl, his skin clung to his bones as if it had shrunk, veins wriggling like earthworms, twitching under the ghastly white skin!

Jon gasped violently as he stared at the male wizard who had been tortured into an inhuman state, but the fury in his heart did not seem to have been vented at all but instead piled up more and more.

The other Death Eaters were shivering as they watched the scene, and Jon had the desire to leave everything in the wooden hut right now and turn his head and leave.

He wanted to flee from this most bloody darkness and truth, wanted to erase all memories from the time he was brought here by Grindelwald.

But in the end, he did not take any action to move his feet.

Instead, he remained silent for a long while; and finally took an extremely long deep breath, and returned to his emotionless gaze to look at the next Death Eater.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure a bit, let's continue."

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