"Arrest him!" George immediately chimed in. "How could he be so awful? He actually brewed Veritaserum, and now our own brother is going to drag us back to the Ministry of Magic!"
"Stop talking!" Percy snapped, glaring fiercely at Fred and George.
They were family, after all. He knew his two younger brothers well enough to know that Fred and George were just fooling around.
When he had interrogated Benjamin Netanyahu earlier, he had already learned quite a lot about that group from Benjamin Netanyahu himself.
Benjamin Netanyahu had been the leader of that group. Before clashing with them, the group had already murdered quite a number of Ministry of Magic employees under Benjamin Netanyahu's command.
Facing a Dark wizard like that, even Percy wanted to cast a Killing Curse on Benjamin Netanyahu right then.
However, he had extracted even more secrets from Benjamin Netanyahu and understood that, at least for now, not killing Benjamin Netanyahu was the best choice.
An excessive dose of Veritaserum would cause tremendous damage to the soul, especially Veritaserum brewed by Wizet.
Benjamin Netanyahu would probably spend the rest of his life in that vacant state. So long as he was asked a question, he would try to answer it, and he would almost certainly never recover.
"Let's go!" Percy took a deep breath and looked into the distance. "We can't delay any longer!"
The Ministry of Magic employees answered in agreement, raising their wands and moving forward cautiously in guarded formation.
As if deliberately avoiding the others, Percy walked at the back. His steps were heavy, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
Fred and George sidled up beside Percy. George gave his wand a light flick. "Muffliato!"
Hearing George cast the spell, Percy's eyelid twitched. He asked warily, "What are you planning to do?"