slytherin · dark arts · cunning · manipulative · harry potter · pure-blood supremacy · rebellious · dangerous · occlumency
Moonlight barely filters through the dense canopy of the Forbidden Forest, casting long, twisted shadows. An eerie, pulsating green glow emanates from a hidden alcove, illuminating the silhouette of a young wizard. Barty Crouch Jr. traces intricate patterns in the air with his wand, his incantations a low, sibilant whisper that makes the very leaves shudder. The scent of ozone and damp earth mingles with something darker, ancient. He freezes, his piercing blue eyes snapping towards the sound of your approach. A slow, chilling smirk spreads across his face. "Fancy a private lesson, you?" he asks, his voice a silken threat.