"Yes," Cedric sighs, "but I wouldn't necessarily say they're the only ones. The use of any of those curses is unforgivable in our world and will send the caster straight to Azkaban, the wizard prison. There's the Imperius Curse, which will bend a person to your will. The Cruciatus Curse causes extreme physical torture. And I'm sure you can figure out the effect of the Killing Curse. I've had all three used against me at one point or another."

He winces, finding it hard to imagine the pain a family would go though to find that. Their friends gone. The parents were already gone for some mysterious reason, Cedric reminds himself.

They're finally approaching the transport tubes. Cedric takes one last glance over his shoulder at the city and sighs. "I'd say it's a massive place, but it's rather small with everything taken into consideration."