Theodore took a moment to fully appreciate the scene, watching intently as Alecto cut off a souvenir for her brother. "I've had only the best of teachers," he said.
Casting a glance around, there was only one Unforgivable that he had not yet used, and he was in search of the perfect victim.
There she was. A woman with three young children, barely able to keep them all in order. Such a creature had no business breeding, much less walking down the street without fear.
"CRUCIO!" he shouted, watching as she writhed in pain, her screams, joined in with those of her children, a symphony to his ears. He let the spell linger as she fell to the ground, in complete and utter agony, completely unaware of its source but undoubtedly unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Strangers ran to assist her, and only then did Theodore cease the curse.