Tobias tapped his cane on the ground and a dark green portal appeared. Voldemort nodded and put his hood back up. Voldemort was the first to enter the portal, not bothering to look back. Tobias on the other hand, glanced over his shoulder. His eyes met mine and I saw a smirk rise on his face. "Goodbye,  mother ," the malice wasn’t hard to miss and it irritated me beyond belief. I might not have treated him well and we never used those terms, but a part of me did see him as my son. He walked into the portal before I could give my own retort. The cultists took the cue and all teleported away. Leaving behind the Abyssal Lords and us.