"I'm just a wannabe who has the entire world running in terror at the very mention of my name," Voldemort shrugged.
"Is that is finally going to convince you to try to kill me? Your pathetic display of a blasting hex at the Quidditch arena isn't going to do it," he said. "I'll tell you what, I'll show you how to kill by sending you my memories of when I tear your lover to pieces."
He thought for a moment. "Or better yet, he looked pretty happy. I know a Dementor who would love to give him a kiss."