"I see you made friends with the ministry, they are dead. The majority of your students are also dead, as are the teachers and other animals you keep. What a price to pay for one boy." He started, he raised his wand at harry and sent the death spell at him, he had managed to avoid it, just, narrowly skimming his arm. The others trying to step forward and protect him. "he dies and I shall allow you to collect your dead and bury them respectfully, even be able to build this shack back up onto something far finer under my management."