Fenrir Greyback said nothing. He had tortured far too many Muggles and wizards—so many that even he could no longer remember the exact number.
As for the methods Wizet was using now, Greyback had used them on more than one child. A single method alone was not enough to make him recall any specific incident.
Noticing the hesitation in Fenrir Greyback's eyes, Wizet gently shook his head. This reaction from Greyback was actually within his expectations.
"Professor Remus Lupin..." Wizet said slowly. "Do you remember him?"
"Lupin?" Fenrir Greyback finally reacted. "You call him Professor? A werewolf? He actually became a professor?"
"A werewolf like you can survive until now, yet you're surprised by that?" Wizet countered, casting the Severing Charm again and slicing away another layer of Fenrir Greyback's flesh.
Fenrir Greyback's body shuddered from the agonizing pain once more. "I never even got the chance to torture that Lupin! I didn't expect his father to arrive so quickly..."
He growled through gritted teeth, forcing the words out from between them. "But it wasn't really unexpected! You know my memories... You must know why..."
"But I want to say it myself! It was a truly wonderful revenge! On that Lupin's birthday, I turned him into a werewolf!"
"Wizet Lovegood! Isn't that meaningful? In truth, I'm that Lupin's father too! Everything he became as a werewolf was because of me—"
"Crucio!" Wizet's tone was chilling. Black and green light intertwined like a frenzy of venomous serpents, slipping through the wound in Greyback's chest and burrowing into his body.
The Cruciatus Curse left no wound on Fenrir Greyback's body, yet it plunged him into an even more indescribable agony;
Instinctively, he tried to arch his back, but the shackles binding him prevented him from completing the motion;
The strain of that