Barty felt a little flicker of hope, at that. "You knew Mr Lestrange?" he asked, brightening, then fading a little as he remembered he was gone. "He... was my teacher. Rodolphus, Rabastan and Lady Bellatrix... they were training me. But we all..." he swallowed and shook his head. "It doesn't matter. I am also glad to be not alone."