"Most favoured?" Barty shouted angrily. "I was the one who helped the Dark Lord return. You were one of the failures who hung about the Dark Lord, weighing him down. I brought him triumph! You helped in his defeat!"
Outraged that she had dared try to touch his beloved master, Barty hurled a Confrigo at her. Let her be blown apart into to the worthless dust she was! He, and only he, was worthy to kneel before the Dark Lord.