Studying the leather jacket and the long hair and the fang dangling from his earring, the Dark Lord stated, "You are the curse-breaker." When the young man merely nodded, he continued, "My "equal" - as you chose to call him - told me about a particularly inventive curse you placed on the Dursley's house. One bound by his blood if I am not mistaken." When Bill chose not to comment, he inquired, "What do you have to say to that?"