I can see how frustrated he is and that he wants to help me, but can’t. "You need to trust me, I can do this," we stare at each other. "But I need your help. I was thinking about it and the Dark Lord won’t create a very strong bond with me, but still a bond and the war is coming. I don’t know what the future will hold for us, but I need to be prepared. I read about a spell in the book from the Black family. It suppresses your humanity. I tried it myself, but it didn’t work. I need to accept what is going to happen and I need to become a true Death Eater. Please, help me, I will not be able to do all the torture and things that I will need to do."