( @ignoxinia wrote: ❛ okay , you’re really starting to scare me … ❜ )
If Antonin had not been impressed by the boy’s performance to begin with, he was much less so now. “Then perhaps.. this isn’t for you. Weaklings aren’t accepted in the ranks, you know.” A sinister smile grew over his lips and he pulled his wand from his pocket. “Perhaps I should do the Dark Lord a favor and end you myself.” Now he grinned, his eyes shining with excitement as he thought of all the things he could do to him. But he knew it wasn’t his liberty to take. The grin faltered but his eyes were still telling a tale of horror as he pucked the tip of his wand under the youngling’s chin. “Pick the knife up. Cut his ear off and feed it to him. I won’t repeat myself again, boy.” the tone of his voice was dangerous. He hated to repeat himself.
