Re: Bastian, Isaac
"Right," he agreed. "But we could recruit some clever sorts to help us with the sorting bit," he pointed out before he leaned back as a largeish bloke strode by, peering curiously into their compartment. He met the Slytherin's gaze, his jaw setting briefly, until the other had passed.
"Ruddy Death-Eater want-to-bes," he muttered. "Rubbish, the whole lot of them."
It incensed him that the Dark Lord's touch was invading their school. Their school, where all the innocent children were. Where those following his whims were already dabbling deeper into dark magics.
He intended to put a stop to that - at least the ones he could prove. The bastards were sneaky though.