Voldemort glanced over to Tobias for a moment before he lifted his wand,  the Elder wand. Even from this distance, I could feel the death magic emanating from Deathly Hallow. With a flick of his wrist, the piles began to swirl with green and shadowy energy. It was obvious that it was death magic, everything these people did was. The sacrifices at the top of the piles released blood curdling screams. The dead bodies below started to shrivel up, turning to near ash as their life force was being transferred to the top. The former Death Eaters at the top started to bloat, but it didn’t stop their horrifying shrieks.