Rodolphus felt the power of the Cruciatus coursing through him as he passed it on through to Vaisey. His struggle was admirable, the screams music to his ears.
But as quickly as he cast it, Rodolphus stopped. "You know, there's still plenty of time to give all this up and join us. Your family were true believers, at least I even thought your father was. I can even teach you how to muster enough anger to properly do the killing curse."
"Stop wasting your time protecting these... wastrels."
"I might even forgive the fact that your mother was a muggle." He held his wand at the ready, waiting to see what Vaisey would do at the taunt. He distinctly mentioned the mother in the past tense, seeing if he could enrage him further. Messing with minds could be so much fun.