"Is that so?" A deep voice rumbled from behind Severus. "Hello Father." Hermione greeted with a mad exuberance. Jugson and Gibbon spun around eyes wide at the imposing man before them. He raised an eyebrow as his "blue’ eyes appraised the boys before him. Then he noticed the angry figure of Marcus Flint who had made his way over to Hermione ready to defend the Daughter of Darkness, he held in his amusement as he used his talent for Legilimens to plant a message in the irate teen’s mind. With a smirk Marcus nodded respectfully before moving to stand before the man and kneeling down on one knee, head bent down. "My Lord." He declared loudly, Adrian, Graham, Miles, and the other students who had been privy to that information knelt declaring their own loyalty. The rest of the students seemed to be in awe and shock, decorum forgotten as they stared with open mouths, Jugson and Gibbon were the worst off, looking like they were ready to pass out or just die on the spot. Tom sent the boys a burning gaze as he dropped the glamour around his eyes. "You think you have the right to attack my Daughter?" He asked dangerously. "N..n.no my Lord." Jugson stuttered in fear as he fell to a kneel. #lies# Hermione hissed in delight. #I am aware my dear# Tom hissed back, both enjoying as Gibbon fainted, unable to hold out at the confirmation of Parseltongue.#CRUCIO# He snarled out, the vibrant red light unlike any other spell raced out of his outstretched hand wandlessly and hit Jugson in the centre of his chest. The Unforgivables were meant to be impossible to do wandless, yet the Dark Lord had mastered the art before he left Hogwarts. They were more powerful in Parseltongue, except for the Killing Curse, as it couldn’t be more "powerful’, instead it not only hit the target faster but changed color to appear as a simple stunning spell. Jugson’s screams were like nothing any of the students had heard before, sharp and high like a wand on a chalkboard, but also wrenching, pulling on every sympathetic string in those watching. He writhed around the floor, scrambling for purchase, his body bending in unnatural angles, many students would go to use the expression like Flobberworm in heat to describe it.