Chapter 780 Deterrence (page 12)

To some extent, Death Eaters still have a tough mouth. Due to the fear of Voldemort, it is usually difficult for people from the Ministry of Magic to get anything useful from them unless they use Legilimency or Veritaserum. Information.

The same goes for the Death Eaters who were caught this time. Even though they were all tied up, they all acted as if they wanted to kill and to find out what they were doing. They just held their necks and said nothing, as if they were determined to die. Mr. Weasley certainly wouldn't torture them.

Of course, they were right, Mr. Weasley would not do this, but there were exceptions to everything.

"So you were just sent to Diagon Alley to cause havoc, and you don't know anything else, right?"

When Kyle went back, he happened to see a very horrifying scene.

Mr. Weasley was crouched talking to a head, while the headless body was less than five feet away, guarded by a shopkeeper.

"Yes, I've said it three times, we really only know so much!" The voice in the head said with a hint of crying, "Please, put me back quickly, it's really hurting already."

"There's no rush." ​​Mr. Weasley said slowly: "As far as I know, the separation caused by Apparition can last for about thirty minutes. Now we..." He glanced at his watch. "We still have seven minutes to communicate."

"No, don't... you said that was the approximate time... I'm really in pain now..."

"We really don't know anything... Oh, by the way, Lord Yaxley asked us to come..." The man's voice became smaller and smaller, "And Lord Lestrange... they see He seemed to be in a hurry when he went up... before leaving, he said..."

"Shut up, you traitor!" A Death Eater shouted angrily: "The Dark Lord will definitely kill you because of your betrayal!"

His voice was excited, but not out of anger, but out of fear. He was afraid of Voldemort's wrath.

But the "head" turned a deaf ear to the angry scolding behind him and continued to speak in a weak voice: "They said... to rush back to the master as soon as possible... that is the Dark Lord... only the most trusted Death Eaters... Only then can you become his servant..."

"Servant... it's unbelievable." Mr. Weasley's face was heavy, and he didn't understand why those Death Eaters had such thoughts.

"Please... please... I really don't know any more..." The man's voice became softer, and his face began to become extremely pale.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Weasley immediately lifted his head and put it back on his neck, and then looked at the drugstore owner next to him.

The other party reluctantly took out a bottle of white essence and dabbed it on the man's neck.

At this time, Kyle also walked over.

"You came just in time." Mr. Weasley said, "I just asked some very interesting things."

"I heard it all," Kyle said. "I think the mysterious man is hurt."

"That's not surprising," said Mr. Weasley. "After all, he is facing Dumbledore. It's a pity that we don't know where the mysterious man is hiding. Otherwise, we can take this opportunity to launch a decisive battle with the Death Eaters."

"Maybe others know." Kyle glanced at the tied up Death Eaters around him, "There are so many people here, we can ask slowly."

After noticing his gaze, the Death Eaters immediately sneered.

"You want us to betray the Dark Lord? Stop dreaming, boy."

"Go home and get some milk..."

"Now you kneel down and kowtow twice. Maybe I will tell you when I feel happy."

"Hahaha, yes, it is..."

In the end, the Death Eater's laughter stopped abruptly because he saw that the body of the person who just spoke suddenly foamed at the mouth, and then his body quickly turned purple and lay motionless on the ground.

This scene was simply too weird. For a moment, the surrounding area immediately became quiet, and an atmosphere of fear began to spread.

The reason why these Death Eaters are so arrogant is that they think that people from the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix will not do anything to them. According to past experience, the most they can do is interrogate them before being imprisoned in Azkaban.

At that time, the deterrence of Dementors was still very objective, but now that even Dementors have been absorbed by Voldemort, and Azkaban has almost become their back garden, how can these people be afraid?

But now they suddenly realized that something seemed a little wrong.

"Twa, Twa!"

Someone shouted the other person's name loudly, but it was useless, as if he was dead.

There was silence in the crowd.

Only then did they realize that this was not a game like the previous one, but a real war. Not only could they torture others for fun, but others could also kill them in turn.

"Damn...what did you do!" Someone asked with a trembling voice.

But Kyle didn't even look at him, just pretending not to hear.

"You're done..." Someone yelled sternly, trying to embolden himself with a louder voice, "Use the Killing Curse... Even you, the Auror, will be judged..."

But Kyle also didn't look at him.

"You shouldn't do this." Mr. Weasley frowned and whispered.

"It's ok."

At this time, Kyle waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "The Ministry of Magic is in chaos now. All rules can be ignored until the new minister takes office."

"No, I mean, you shouldn't kill him in front of so many people." Mr. Weasley sighed, "I guess the next minister should be Amelia Bones, I know her , although fair, sometimes a bit unflexible.

"If so many people accuse you at the same time, you may be in trouble. Even if the current situation is special, you will probably lose your position as a senior assistant minister."

"Ah, this, it doesn't matter." Kyle said with a smile, "Just throw it away. In fact, I don't really want to work in the Ministry of Magic. If that's the case, it can be regarded as doing me a favor."

"But you probably don't want to participate in frequent investigations." Mr. Weasley continued: "Even if an Auror uses the Unforgivable Curse, he will have to participate in at least three investigations, let alone you are not an Auror now. There will only be more, and there will be inquests and trials of the Wizengamot."

"It's so troublesome." Kyle frowned, picked up the wand and waved it in his hand, "Then just kill them all to save them from filing a complaint."

A green light appeared out of thin air and instantly enveloped the several Death Eaters in front of Kyle.

"Don't..." Mr. Weasley stretched out his hand, trying to stop Kyle.

"I said, I said!"

"Don't kill us!"

As if they didn't expect Kyle to really dare to do this, there was a cry and howl from the crowd, and a few timid ones even fainted from fright on the spot.

But they soon discovered that nothing happened to them.

"I lied to you." Kyle smiled and raised his wand, "I can't even tell the difference between the killing curse and the lighting curse. I'm not good at it."

The faces of the first few people turned red for a while. It was the shame and anger after being teased. They thought they had been insulted, just like the magical animals in a magic troupe for people to see. This kind of insult was more uncomfortable than killing them. .