"Atta boy Harry, your parents would be proud. Especially your filthy mongrel mother. I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter, I'm going to destroy you. After tonight no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight if they speak of you they'll speak only of how you begged for death, and I being a merciful lord obliged." Voldemort continued before pulling his finger away and having the statue drop Harry to the ground. "Get up." Voldemort ordered only to use his magic to do so when Harry failed to follow quickly enough. 