This extreme pain was something he had never imagined. He now felt that the Cruciatus Curse resistance training he had endured was as gentle as his mother's hands.

"Ah - ah -" He finally let out some painful roars.

However, this extreme pain was accompanied by extreme sobriety, and he could not even use his body's protective mechanism to pass out.

"Okay, let's start again, I ask, you answer."

"Name, where are you from?"

"You - Hugh -"

Sean shook his head regretfully: "Crucio"

After waiting for a minute, he looked at the flesh and blood monster that had completely lost its spirit.

"Same question... three, two - Crucio"

"I said - ah!!!"

Sean smiled gently: "You finally learned to use the correct eyes, pleading, fear, how pleasant - but, when you and the forces behind you did these things, didn't you consider the consequences? Got it right.

The chance of Dumbledore's absence? Come on, idiot, only the merciful Dumbledore will make you a lucky prisoner - now, answer my question."

"I, my name is Pablo Calkas! From Greece, the blood of the ancient prophet Calkas! I said it!" His saliva was mixed with tears and blood, and his voice was unclear but full of extreme pain.

.

Sean narrowed his eyes, and sure enough, they were the descendants of those ancient prophets again, and there were indeed [Returners] standing behind this group of people.

"How did you come in today? What is your purpose? Is there any relationship between you and Dumbledore?"

The man just shook his head in horror and couldn't say a word.

Sean changed the question: "How much do you know about me internally, and any plans related to me."

"They, I don't know about them! However, the clan really doesn't know much about you! I only know that you are an important role in the prophecy, and I will capture you alive if I have the chance!"

Then, without Sean even needing to press further, the man said everything he could.

"Our purpose this time is the old man with the obscurus, for - I can't say, I can't say... ah, and more! And! Our purpose is to make the world more chaotic and suppress all wizard groups. The specific purpose is

I really don’t know! Yes! Yes! We support the escort team!”

"Ah - other things, other things, I really can't tell!"

Pablo Calcas was wailing in pain, and he even wanted to bang his head against the ground. Whenever he talked about the specific plan of [The Returner], his eyes would immediately fill with something like red.

Something with energy, it's almost like it's going to explode.

This is a contract-type magic that is restricting him... Sean narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Continue."

"Really, really not anymore! I can't participate in the deep planning! Besides, I can't say anything else! Please, please, kill me! Kill me.

!”

Pablo Calcas burst into tears, trembled in pain, and begged Sean to kill him.

"Go on, tell me everything you know." Sean's eyes didn't flicker.

"Please! Kill me! Ah -" His eyes rolled white, and then suddenly widened, with an expression of surprise, "Yes, yes, I can die by myself -"

Before Sean could react, Pablo Calcas shouted loudly: "Dumbledore and my people are cooperating - ah..."

Red magic power spread from his eyeballs, and his magic power source was automatically ignited!

Before Sean could even make any rescue efforts, Pablo Calcas was completely ignited by his own magic power. His life was rapidly drained away, and a look of relief finally appeared on his bloody face.

In the end, he was irretrievably burned to a pile of ashes.

Sean stood up, his eyes serious.
Chapter completed!