Chapter 280 278 Intolerable Disgust

Chapter 280 278. Intolerable disgust

Grindelwald and Hans, who were outside the cabin, heard the screams coming from inside.

Hans asked with some concern.

"Do you want to go in and take a look, Master? Those experimental subjects are very precious. If he can't stop, he will kill one."

"Then kill him."

Grindelwald's voice was cold. He looked at the bodies hanging on the trees and fell into a long period of deep thought.

"Is there any news from Eric?"

Hans nodded cautiously.

"Eric has made some discoveries in the glaciers in the Arctic, but he said that there have been a lot of Death Eaters 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 let him pay attention to the movements of those people in addition to normal research. If they have been in the Arctic and have no intention of leaving, let Eric report the news to me."

"Yes."

Once a person becomes bad, the degree of evil he commits will exceed everyone's imagination.

Jon always felt that he understood this truth. He never treated everyone as a normal person. He could only insist that he was a person with a little conscience.

So after seeing those disemboweled Death Eaters, he felt uncomfortable at the first time. Any normal person would feel uncomfortable when seeing his kind being treated like this. This has nothing to do with thoughts and morals. It is just a human instinct.

But after recording the actions of each of the surviving Death Eaters in the wooden house, Jon felt that humans sometimes don’t even have instincts.

The first witch who begged him for mercy learned a curse that can keep youth from an ancient magic book.

This magic requires a lot of human blood, and it must be the blood of virgins to complete it.

So she secretly killed 7 Muggle girls. She only needed to kill five, but she chose the wrong targets for two of them. They were no longer virgins and could not meet the requirements.

She used their blood to complete the magic, making her skin smooth and bright. Even at the age of 40, there were no wrinkles or scars on her face. She was as young and beautiful as a young girl in her twenties.

The oldest wizard among them was over 60 years old. He liked to make some alchemical props related to the human body, but some things were very demanding on the person himself, such as a pair of eyes that were born blind, the right hands of two identical twins, and the skull of a baby that had just turned 100 days old.

He would specifically look for objects that could be obtained according to these requirements, and then get what he wanted. Then use the forgetfulness spell to modify the memories of the victims and their relatives, making them think that the loss of their body parts was just due to an accident.

Counting the wizard that Jon interrogated at the beginning, these three people were the three most evil among the 14. Although the others were not as perverted as the three of them, they were all villains with innocent blood on their hands.

The two notebooks that Grindelwald gave him were already full of all the information these people had said. Five bottles of truth serum had not been used up, and there were more than three bottles left.

Jon walked out of the cabin with these things. It was completely dark outside. The starry sky was much brighter than that in low-latitude areas.

He stepped on the snow, and the cold wind blew past him with the smell of grass and trees, making the hem of his robe rustle. Coming out of the smelly room, Jon suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

Grindelwald did not leave. He stayed here all afternoon.

Jon looked at the snow-covered ground in a trance, then walked back to him with the bag containing the notes and the remaining truth serum, and handed them out.

Seeing him coming over, Hans asked anxiously and uneasy.

"How many did you kill?"

Jon's face was still expressionless, and his voice was so calm that it made people feel numb.

"No one died, they are all alive."

Hans' face showed a look of relief and relaxation, and he hurriedly walked towards the cabin to check his precious experiments.

Grindelwald took the bag from Jon, and his expression was very normal, as if he had completed some meaningful social practice activities with Jon.

"A lot of gains?"

Jon did not say anything, as if he did not know what to say, and there was no way to tell the most perverted crimes.

Grindelwald did not care about Jon's silence, and he took Jon to the direction of the monastery when they came.

"Perhaps it is because he has always been educating you. In fact, you are very similar to Albus when he was young. You all think that you have seen through people. Even if people are bad, how bad can they be? But in fact, this is an answer with no lower limit at all, because you are not bad enough, so you can't imagine how bad a real villain can be."

"It is precisely because of the lack of this concept that you have a wrong understanding of black magic. Sometimes even if you can use it, it is extremely unstable."

Jon asked with a slightly hoarse voice at this time.

"Not being bad enough is also a mistake?"

"Of course it is a mistake." Grindelwald answered without hesitation, "If you are just an ordinary person, there is no problem in being a good person without any thoughts, but if you are a leader, you must be evil enough."

"The only difference between you and the people in the cabin is that you have a bottom line for being bad. You need to know who to be the most malicious to, and who to be the most basic good to."

"You should understand from what you saw today that you cannot guarantee that you will always win. If one day, you lose, the people around you will end up like those who are bullied and tortured by these demons, or even worse than them."

Jon did not speak again. He followed Grindelwald's side and walked all the way to the monastery. He remained silent all the time. He seemed to be thinking about what Grindelwald said to him, and also seemed to be thinking about the horrific actions he heard in the cabin in the afternoon.

They came to the monastery and approached the dusty fireplace that had not been lit for many years.

Grindelwald did not take the Floo powder on the fireplace, but looked at Jon and said calmly.

"Don't hold it in. If you want to vomit, vomit it right here. Otherwise, if you vomit in my office later, I can't promise that I won't do something to you."

After hearing his words, Jon finally couldn't bear it anymore. He held onto the side of the fireplace, retched for a while, and then vomited all over the place.

That was the most unscrupulous evil to people, and it was intolerable disgusting.

Damn, this chapter is two thousand words long