"You wanted it gone," Barty said with a shrug, moving one leg over the bench so he could straddle it and face Gilderoy easier, catching his eyes. Now, for the first time since this conversation had begun, Gilderoy had his full focus. He did like making him squirm. His tongue briefly flicked out, touching the corner of his lips before he spoke, with just the hint of a smile. "Be careful what you wish for."

He reached out, putting a hand on Gilderoy's shoulder. "You have no idea how good I am."