Chapter 280 278. Intolerable nausea
Both Grindelwald and Hans outside the wooden house heard the screams from inside.
Hans asked with some concern.
"Would you like to go in and have a look, master, those experimental items are very precious, if he can't hold back, he will kill one."
"Then kill."
Grindelwald's voice was cold. He looked at the corpses hanging from the trees and fell into deep thought.
"Is there any news from Eric?"
Hans nodded cautiously.
"Eric made some discoveries in the glaciers of the North Pole, but he said that a lot of Death Eaters suddenly appeared there recently, so he had to move the laboratory to another place."
"Death Eaters?"
Grindelwald's eyes were deep.
"Keep in touch with him and ask him to pay attention to the movements of those people in addition to conducting normal research. If they have been in the North Pole and have no intention of leaving, let Eric report the news to me."
"yes."
Once a person becomes bad, the degree of evil committed will exceed everyone's imagination.
Jon has always felt that he understands this truth. He never treats everyone as a normal person. He can only insist that he is a person with a little conscience.
So after seeing those Death Eaters who were disembowelled, he would feel uncomfortable for the first time. Any normal person should feel uncomfortable seeing his own kind being treated like this. This has nothing to do with thought and morality. It doesn't matter, it's just a human instinct.
But after recording the actions of each of these living Death Eaters in the wooden house, Jon felt that sometimes human beings don't even have instincts.
The witch who was the first to beg for mercy learned from an ancient magic book a curse that could preserve youth.
This magic requires a lot of human blood, and it must be completed with the blood of a virgin.
So she secretly killed 7 Muggle girls. Originally, she only had to kill 5, but she chose the wrong targets for 2 of them. They were no longer virgins and could not meet the requirements.
She used their blood to complete this magic, making her skin smooth and bright. Even at the age of forty, there were no wrinkles or spots on her face, and she was as young and beautiful as a young girl in her twenties.
The oldest wizard among these people is over 60 years old. He likes to make some alchemy props related to the human body, but some things have very strict requirements on the person himself, such as a pair of eyes that are born blind. The right hand of a twin, the skull of a 100-day-old baby.
He will specifically follow these requirements to find objects that can be obtained, and then get what he wants. Then use the Forgetting Charm to modify the memories of the victims and their loved ones, making them think that the loss of their body parts was just an accident.
Counting the wizard that Jon interrogated at the beginning, these three people are the three most vicious among the 14. Although the others are not as perverted as the three of them, they all have innocent people on their hands. blood villain.
The two notebooks that Grindelwald gave him were already full of all the information these people uttered. The five bottles of Veritaserum were not used up, and there were more than three bottles left.
Jon walked out of the wooden house with these things. The sky outside was completely dark, and the starry sky was much brighter than that in low latitudes.
Grindelwald didn't leave, he stayed here all afternoon.
Jon glanced at the snow-covered ground in a daze, then walked back to him with the bag containing the notes and the remaining veritaserum, and handed over the harvest.
Seeing him approaching, Hans asked anxiously and uneasy.
"How many did you kill?"
Jon still has no expression on his face until now, and his calm voice makes people feel numb.
"One is not dead, they are all alive."
Hans showed a happy and relaxed expression on his face, and hurriedly walked towards the wooden house to check his precious experimental products.
Grindelwald took the cloth bag from Jon, his expression was normal, as if he had completed some meaningful social practice with Jon.
"The harvest is full?"
Jon didn't say anything, he didn't seem to know what to say, and he couldn't tell the most perverted crimes.
Grindelwald didn't care about Jon's silence, and he led Jon towards the monastery where he came.
"Perhaps it may be the reason why he has been educating you all the time. In fact, you are very similar to Albus when you were young. You all think that you have seen people through, no matter how bad people are, how bad can they be? But in fact this It is an answer that has no lower limit, because you are not bad enough, so you can't imagine what a real villain can be."
"It is precisely because of the lack of concepts in this area that you also have a wrong understanding of black magic. Sometimes even if you can use it, it is extremely unstable."
Jon asked in a slightly hoarse voice at this time.
"Not bad enough to be a mistake?"
"Of course it is a mistake." Grindelwald replied without hesitation, "If you are just an ordinary person, there is no problem in being a good person without a heart, but if you are a leader, you must have enough evil. "
"It's just that the difference from those people in the wooden house is that you have a bottom line for being bad. You should clearly distinguish who should be the most malicious, and who should keep the most basic kindness."
"From what you have seen today, you should understand that you cannot guarantee that you will always win. If one day, you lose, then the people around you will be like the people who are bullied and tortured by these demons His fate is even worse than theirs."
Jon didn't speak anymore. He followed Grindelwald all the way to the monastery, and kept silent all the time. He seemed to be thinking about what Grindelwald said to him, and he seemed to be thinking about the The horrific deeds heard in the cabin.
They came to the monastery and approached the dusty fireplace that hadn't been lit for many years.
Grindelwald didn't go to get the Floo powder on the fireplace, but looked at Jon and said flatly.
"Don't hold back, if you want to vomit, just vomit it here now, otherwise if you vomit in my office later, I don't promise that I won't do something to you."
After hearing his words, Jon finally couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned on the side of the fireplace, retched, and then vomited until the sky was dark.
The most bottomless evil to people, the intolerable disgust.
Damn, this chapter is two thousand
(end of this chapter)