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Unspeakable Things, Chapter 27"Now the stage is set," Luna said with a smile. "Wake him, please?"
"Finite," Harry said, tapping his wand to Krum's forehead. The Bulgarian seeker lifted his head, enraged. "What are you doing, you stoopid English dogs!"
"Interrogating you, of course," Luna said with a happy smiled. She held up a long knife that was red with conjured blood (though of course Krum did not know that). "Unfortunately, I don't have access to Russian truth serums, so I'm just going to get the information I want by cutting off your testicles and penis. I figure by that method, you have three chances to answer our questions. I saved you for last—I'm afraid your friends did not cooperate."
Krum looked and saw his companions, and the copious, clotted blood between their legs. "Are you insane, vitch?" he screeched in a much higher voice. "You vill go to vizard prison for this!"
"Only if they find your bodies," Luna said with a brilliant, terrifying smile. She knelt down between his legs and reached out with a pale delicate hand to lightly grasp the boy's terror-shrunken scrota. "So, here's how we play the game. I ask you a question, and you answer. If I think you are lying, I cut off one of your testicles. If I think you are telling the truth, I will not. We continue until I have no more questions, or until you are a eunuch who sits to pee. Understand?"
"You cannot do this!" Krum insisted.
"I am doing it. You kidnapped one of ours. There is a price for that. So, first question: what drug did you get to Hermione?"
Krum pursed his lips and looked at first one, then the other of his companions, then back down where Luna was carefully, and for Viktor quite painfully, separating a single testicle out with the edge of the blood-splattered knife. She had a look of happy intensity on her face. "Truth serum!" he finally blurted. "SP-118, modified for vizards and vitches. Ve mis-dosed and she fell asleep. It vill not hurt her!"
"Oh, we know, that was a control question. If you had hurt her, we'd be doing this with me angry."
"You don't want to see her angry," Harry said as he stepped into view. "You wouldn't like her when she's angry."
"I don't like the crazy bitch now!" Krum screamed.
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