"But considering his twisted nature, if he assimilates into the eerie atmosphere and develops a sense of belonging towards it, treating himself as one of its kind, then attacking wizards would not be impossible. However, this ghostly presence has yet to reveal any issues other than isolating the external world for now..."
From Voldemort's choice this time, it should be possible to judge what his current state of mind is.
Outside the train window, it had completely turned dark, pitch-black, and shadows seemed to wriggle faintly in the darkness.
The train itself seemed to possess some protective magic, as the darkness seeped into the carriage slowly and was resisted by the illumination from the tip of the magic wand.
Yet even so, from the gaps at the window, darkness appeared to be slowly flowing in like liquid, crawling in like pitch.
