Chapter 780 [Monthly Ticket Event Added] Extremely Cruel Imperius Curse

The ocean still represents mystery to humans in the deep continents and islands.

Even though humans have been able to land on the moon, they still have insufficient exploration of the ocean that occupies a vast area of ​​their own planet.

Even according to the estimates of Muggle biologists, what humans know about all species on this planet is just a drop in the bucket.

The cruise ship sailed south along the port of New York. Before reaching the island of Cuba, there was a strong wind and the waves swept across.

here,

It is the legendary Bermuda Triangle.

This is an extremely mysterious place for Muggles, but for wizards...

Equally mysterious.

Interestingly, when European Muggles came here, some wizards also followed in search of more opportunities.

"The Cyber ​​pureblood family is one of them."

Standing at the bow of the boat, Mulciber excitedly talked about the past glory of his family, even though he is the only descendant of the pure blood family of Seber.

But no matter what, an island with beautiful scenery, rich products, and unknown to Muggles is still worthy of his pride.

The island is not big, and a tall castle tells the past glory of the Seber pure-blood family. Between the flat land and the pier in front of the castle, a group of Muggle mercenaries are receiving magic teaching and training.

"Siv~" Mulciber jumped off the pier, looked at a man in black wizard robes who was giving a lecture in front of the mercenaries from a distance, and laughed, "You look good, you really deserve to be professor."

Snape looked at him indifferently, "I would rather not be a professor to be sent to such a barren place."

"Oh~ don't say that." Mulciber laughed. "My wife doesn't like the house elves and thinks they are ugly. I sent them away, otherwise I can send a few to serve you."

Snape just shook his head indifferently, "No need."

He looked at the group of werewolves behind Mulciber, and finally settled on a man who looked swollen and hairy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Look~" Mulciber pointed excitedly at the crowd behind him, "Werewolf, a werewolf who knows Muggle guns, haha, the werewolves here are so stupid that they would fall in love with Muggle weapons and abandon themselves magic."

The werewolves were obviously very angry at such a statement, but no one dared to speak out this time.

How could these high-ranking academic wizards know how hard they, unaccepted werewolves wandering on the fringes of society, lived.

Of course, these wizards will not know how terrible Muggle guns are.

No!

They know now!

The werewolves looked at the sturdy mercenaries carrying AK47 from a distance, and they all chose to shut up.

They have been in the fringe world all the year round. They don’t know much about these weapons. The quality of AK47 is rotten, the stability is extremely poor, and there are countless situations such as frequent jamming.

However, it is widely rumored that the AK47 has a reputation for excellent quality today, all because of the Soviet-made AK47, the ultimate labor and materials, and the quality is superb. It is said that those damn weapons dealers wholesale these expensive weapons and can get them for one dollar. a handful.

These mercenaries are now holding this Soviet-made AK47, just look at the mahogany texture of the gun stock.

As for why they know so clearly...

"Come on, get them all down." Mulciber called to the werewolves.

Mulciber was not lying.

These werewolves were given warm and sheltered castle rooms. Those with families were allocated one room, and those without families were allocated one room. They also got food in the auditorium, which was not delicious, but it was enough to make their stomachs growl happily. food.

The soft bed eased the panicked emotions of the werewolves.

It was late at night, and the werewolf who had been busy all day was finally able to rest.

And at this moment, Mulciber and Snape pushed open the door of the room.

"Haha, it's time for another interesting brainwashing session." Mulciber rubbed his hands excitedly, "Every time I cast the Imperius Curse, I feel happy."

Snape looked indifferently at Lupine who was pretending to be asleep on the bed in the corner, and just said in a long voice, "I'll take care of the people in this room, you go to other rooms."

"Wow~"

Mulciber laughed, "Sev, you are finally willing to help, but you don't need it, I can do it myself."

Snapped!

Snape grabbed Mulciber's collar very hard, knocked him against the wall, and looked at him coldly, "Don't call me Sev, my patience has a limit!"

Back then, when this group of unscrupulous pure-blooded children heard Lily call themselves Sif, they began to call themselves that as if they were joking.

Every time I hear it, it's so harsh.

He hated these pure-blooded children from the bottom of his heart. Whether it was the dark wizard Lucius Bella or the predator James Sirius, they were not good guys!

"Oh~oh~ brother, calm down." Mulciber raised his hands, "You come to this room, come here, I'll go to the next room."

As he walked out, there was a loud bang, and the door was forcefully closed.

Mulciber had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, and murmured, "I really miss the time when I was studying, and how humble I was when I was asked to borrow the family's secret collection of magic books. Today, Sif has turned his face and refused to recognize anyone." , is really hateful."

"Don't fall into my hands, hum."

He waved his arms vigorously, as if venting something.

He kicked open the door, pulled out his wand, and looked coldly at the family curled up on the bed in the room.

The male master guarded the outside of the bed, while some beautiful wives over there slept with the little girl in their arms.

Mulciber looked at the mother and daughter with bright eyes, whistled, and gently drew out his wand, "You should be thankful that Remus Lupine's terrible blasting spell blew up my cows before You can't find it either, otherwise you can have a good time."

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, "Remus Lupine..."

This nasty old classmate not only ruined everything about him, but also killed his wife!

"The soul is out of the body!"

The light of the curse hit the hero's head.

As the three unforgivable curses, the Imperius Curse has reached its peak in the field of control, and the caster can only be manipulated by him to do anything, leaving only a faint and empty pleasure in his head.

Mulciber is so proficient in this spell, under his Imperius Curse, the caster will not even know that he is affected by the Imperius Curse.

And their Death Eaters, in the memory of the cursed person, will only be left as a terrifying figure in the mist, and they will start to obey any order of them with fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Staying sensible and obeying orders is the most perfect spell in this world.

And there is no counter-curse!

But...

A strong-willed person can resist the Imperius Curse, which requires testing.

"Hands up." Mulciber stared at the middle-aged man.

The arms are raised slowly.

"Ha~" Mulciber chuckled, "You are resisting tenaciously, and I actually bumped into one, tsk tsk tsk, you don't even know what the order I gave you with magic, you just think it's just Simply raise your hand."

His request for control through the Imperius Curse is to raise his hand and make a gesture of extending a thumb.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, looked at him panting hard, struggling hard, but always felt that his body was so weak.

"Stop struggling."

Mulciber sneered, "If you give up resisting, your wife and daughter will still be your wife and daughter, otherwise I will subconsciously turn them into good-looking cousins, oh yes, they will feel that they are Someone else's wife who doesn't even remember you."

"You are simply a devil!" the middle-aged man growled.

"Then, give up resisting." Mulciber's eyes became cruel, and he waved his wand again, "The soul is out of the body!"

The middle-aged man looked at his wife and daughter sadly, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and he closed his eyes slowly.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, and there was only cruelty and coldness in his eyes.

"Hands up!" Mulciber ordered again.

The middle-aged man turned over and jumped off the bed, squatting halfway, his hands gesticulating as if he was holding a gun tightly.

"Hahaha……"

Mulciber smiled proudly, "Aha~, I really like the Imperius Curse!"

He licked the corner of his mouth and looked at the other two people on the bed. The wife was obviously affected too much by the potion in the meal and fell into a coma, while the little girl opened her eyes and looked at him in fear.

"Don't be afraid, little one."

Mulciber licked the corner of his mouth, "You will become terrible warriors, cold killing machines, leaving no trace of humanity..."

"And then, help me kill Remus Lupine and his godson Anthony Weasley."

"Damn it, how can Anthony be so strong!"

"Sniper rifles can't kill!"

"Maybe I should think of another way?"

"but……"

Mulciber smiled at the little girl, "Remember, the master who leads you mercenaries is the great Gellert Grindelwald, don't miss me."

"Jie jie jie..."

"I really expect Dumbledore and Grindelwald to turn against each other."

"Master, I will complete this task!"