"You will go by your birthname, Tom Riddle," Dracnar tells him, as a collar was fitted around the young man’s neck and a belt around the waist. "The collar signifies you belonging to us four. You are not part of the Imperial Harem, you may have been returned to your handsome looks, but the heinousness of your actions outweigh almost every chance of you ever being free to do your own thing ever again. Framing Rubeus is one of them.