[to the Death Eaters as they appear in Little Hangleton Graveyard]

Welcome, my friends. Thirteen years it's been, and yet, here you stand before me, as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself... disappointed. Not one of you tried to find me. [He unmasks the Death Eaters one by one and as he does they fall to their knees] Crabbe! Gah, Macnair! Goyle! Not even you, Lucius. [He pulls off Lucius' mask who falls to his knees]

My Lord, had I detected any sign; a whisper of your whereabouts –

Oh, there were signs, my slippery friend, and more than whispers!

I assure you, my Lord, I have never renounced the old ways! The face I have been obliged to present each day since your... absence – that... is my true mask.