"I captured children, knowing they were going to be given to Fenrir Greyback and his people," he said, and Hermione’s mouth trembled. "I captured them, and I handed them over to Fenrir myself, crying and wailing with terror. Screaming for their mothers. And after Fenrir and his, his pack had...finished...I went into their rooms and cleaned up the mess. The leftovers. The remains. Children’s bodies torn apart and scattered on the floor. Mutilated. Unrecognisable. Eaten."