His voice was the same but he did look older. Remembering what she had written in the book: past, present and future co-existed in this place. She didn’t want to believe it but there he was. At least he wasn’t bad looking. “Wait.” Bella lifted her wand higher towards him ready to cast at a moment’s notice when he stepped forward out of the shadows. “How do I know you are really Rodolphus?” Her eyes taking note of the dark mark on his arm. That was something that not anyone could fake.
“I can’t be too careful. Not every day that you are pulled out of Lestrange Manor and into a Village that makes me want to take a scaling hot bath just to scrub of the filth.” Looking around the Boat House, not impressed in the least, “And this place isn’t someplace I would imagine a well respectable member of the Lestrange Family. Is this something I have to look forward too?”