The man was interrupted: suddenly the whole room blurs and after a sound of the crackling glass all three figures are limply floating above something in the great hall. The red-eyed one (or not red, but Harry is not really good at color shades) has grabbed his head with his hands, as he has a sort of headache. While his ghost was just powerlessly floating in space. Harry couldn’t understand what his problem was. Since the beginning of everything he didn’t even say a word. Even his facial expression didn’t change. Harry believed that if he would ever meet his past life conscience face to face, it would be more interesting. But those were just dreams, reality is very dull. The boy would not be surprised if this "Voldemort" would think that his ghost is more a doll than a person himself.