The two Slytherin members came back, when Herald heard the latch unlocking, he jolted awake in an instant, he could suddenly feel his limbs again, he wiggled his strong toes and his fingers to wake them up.
'You won't be getting any answers from me, you dirtbags' Herald threatened, after he said it he decided that it might not have have been a good idea.
'Don't worry Herald, we brought you something, I hope you like it. Oh and that's another whip by the way.' The shortest one spat, Herald tried avoiding the whip, but it was no use, the ropes were too tight, the whip hit him in the upper left thigh, it
stung for several minutes.
The Tallest Slytherin member grabbed
A black rubber suit type-thing out of his bag and layed it on the ground. 'Okay, so this is how this works, we untie you, you take off your clothing and put this on, then get back into your chair, we will not look unless you do something. Got it? Oh and
you will be weakened, Wetium akardo'
'Why would I do that? I don't want to wear that tight suit!' Herald yapped.
'If you don't get into the Captive suit, we will put you in it. Your choice.' The short one spat.
'Grr, fine I will put it on, make sure to turn around.' Herald admitted. The Slytherin students untied Herald, he threw a punch at the short one, but before it could reach his face, the hand dropped and became numb for minutes. The Slyherin members turned
around so they couldn't see Herald. Minutes later Herald finally announced that he was done, his old clothes were folded neatly in the corner of the room and Herald was standing in the Captive suit. His hands were crossed across him body, like in
a tomb, the tall one gave herald a little tap on the chest and he fell over backwards.
'Hehe works perfectly, now to lift you back in the chair' They said in Unison, they walked over to Heralds sides and lifted him into the chair, after he was sitting, they chained him into it, his legs around the legs of the chair and his arms around the
arms of the chair, with the lock lying on his chest, Herald hated this, it was uncomfortable and he felt abused, he wondered what they would do to him next.
'Now, you have 3 chances to tell us what those meetings were really about, we can pick out any of your lies, especially with that suit, it can sort lies from the truth, simulate pain, use any spell, make you insane and many other fun things, again, thank
you for volunteering too get into it.' The tall one cackled. 'Now, what were those meetings about?'
'I already told you! Dumbledoor is going to wipe Slytherin!' Herald protested, the suit squeezed him so tight he felt like he would explode. Then it grew again and after it was back at full size it electrified him, herald was in a great deal of pain but
refused to tell the Slytherin boys about the meetings.
'Two more chances Herald, better tell the truth, this one is going to hurt.' Cackled them both in Unison once again.
The End... For Now...