Barty rushed into the chamber, his face twisted in a mad grin beneath his mask. He could feel both power and his master's presence rushing through him and he opened his arms wide in welcome.
Some had arrived ahead of him, including that bitch Bellatrix. His eyes narrowed shrewdly when he saw that she was preoccupied with fighting the group of blood traitors he vaguely recognised. He hurried towards the veil, hoping that their distraction would allow him to be the first to pledge his allegiance to his Lord.