——————Harry was laughing as he tortured the man with the cruciatus curse repeatedly. The man kept resisting. He then invaded the mind of the man breaking his mental defences as he saw memories of his wife and children. His daughter was in Ravenclaw. Isobel MacDougal, she was part of Dumbledore’s Army. He laughed again at that memory. He poked and prodded until he saw a memory of the man going into a room in the department of mysteries. Suddenly everything went dark and harry was thrown out of the mind.   The man on the floor was seizing and his mouth was frothing up. "Ah, a failsafe... how pitiful..." Harry then walked back to the high chair in the room and took a seat. There were a few death eaters around him. He looked at one and in the same unfamiliar deep voice said "well done Rookwood... even though polyjuice is vile, I think it’s the best option..."