Fred shook his head. "No, it's not exactly like the Imperius curse. They've created a new way to control the thoughts of the population, specifically the thoughts regarding the Ministry and the Death Eaters. It's something that is mass distributed at these weekly meetings we all have. Be wary at the next one, yeah? If they offer anything for you to ingest, do your best to make them think you've done it without actually ingesting anything." Again, too much information, but he wanted her to know what was going on.
It nearly broke his heart to know she was tearing up and, glancing down, he lifted a hand to wipe at her tears with the pad of his thumb. "I know it does, Monty, I know. You're dealing with four years of pain right now." He closed his eyes and sighed. He hated that she had to go through this. "I'm sorry," he whispered. For the fact that he couldn't take her pain away, for the fact that it was even necessary for them to have this conversation in the grand scheme of things, for not being able to do more to right the world than what he was already doing.