"To know you damaged your soul with Dark Magic? To know you’ve committed the unthinkable, trifling into the forbidden realm of the Dark Arts? To know that you’ve dabbled naively into Blood Magic and have no idea the consequences?" Shacklebolt challenged with a smugness taking over his features. "You are naive to think that all ventures into Dark Magic begin with the worst of intentions. Now that you’ve defiled the natural laws of magic, you’ve lost all your moral ground. A shame you were once the brightest witch of your age, the Muggle-born once revered–"