"Yes. You see, you'd been doing a very good job of staying hidden or at least staying behind wards I was unable to break. Put Antonin in danger and you came running. You were supposed to be captured in my nephew's flat." He rolled his eyes, evidently still angered by the failure. "But clearly that didn't work. Pity too. I was going to kill Antonin when you were caught. I've been wanting to do that for decades."