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If he told her to turn, she turned. If he told her to stand, she stood. If he told her to stop breathing, she’d suffocate. Of the three Unforgivable Curses, the Imperius had always been his favorite.
Ron shuddered involuntarily. There were many people in the world that he no longer feared crossing, having seen and survived everything he’d been through since meeting Harry Potter on the Hogwarts Express. Susan Bones was not one of them.
If you’re going to make her live with this then she has the right to look Jugson in the eyes before we lock him up in Azkaban and throw away the key. She has the right to tell him to burn!
Cursing Jugson was inadequate, a quick and easy end to a life of wanton cruelty and senseless brutality. The monster didn’t deserve such mercy. If he wanted to play with fire, he would be extinguished.
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