so Tom could speak. She had often scoffed at the tendency villains in novels had to gloat, but at that moment she was seeing the appeal. Unlike in a book, however, she would not make the mistake of allowing him the chance to escape. She strode forwards and clasped a metal cuff rife with runes around his wrist and reveled in the horrified gasp Riddle emitted as he was cut off from accessing his magic.