"I used to be bright. Yes, brill -- brilliant. I mean, twelve O.W.L.s... if the thing purported to be my father hadn't ruined my life, I wonder what I could have achieved.... But it doesn't matter any longer, does it? I learned about the dark and it comforted me, took me away from what his shrivelled soul did... holy dark, coming in to nurture and fill the emptiness." -Bartemius Crouch Jr
