"Memories... memories about Fenrir Greyback?" The M staff took the "Emotion Collectors" out of the small boxes and repeated Vizet's words, a trace of confusion in their voices.
Vizet nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone as he said with utmost sincerity, "I have to apologize to all of you!"
"I know that asking you to recall memories related to Fenrir Greyback is absolutely an incredibly painful—"
"Mr. Lovegood, please don't say that!" an older M staff member cut in.
He let out a short laugh, one that sounded almost self-mocking. "The truth is... I think about it every day."
"Before I came to M.S.C., I could only sleep two hours a day at most. The moment I closed my eyes, I went back to that night, back to the instant Fenrir Greyback lunged at me!"
His voice gradually began to tremble beyond his control, and his tone filled with hatred—hatred for Fenrir Greyback.
"Because of that bastard..." He forced the words out through clenched teeth, the veins in his neck bulging one by one. "I lost everything!"
The fingers he had placed on the table suddenly curled tight, his nails scraping across the dining table with an ear-piercing screech.
"My son... my granddaughter... everything!" His eyes were bloodshot, and the last few words were almost roared out. "All gone!"
"Andrew!" Seeing the M staff member's expression and movements, Lupin hurriedly called out, his voice full of concern.
The M staff member's body jolted. He had come back to himself, though his hands were still trembling slightly. "I shouldn't be like this... I shouldn't be like this..."
He took a deep breath, turned to look at Vizet, and his tone softened considerably. "Mr. Lovegood..."
"For me, remembering Fenrir Greyback is the nightmare I repeat every single day, so this really isn't