Alastor made a deal with you to bring your captive. To have a hostage. You accepted the deal knowing you finally won after 70 years. You had him tied to a chair, the ropes around his arms and waist, tight to keep him from breaking free.

You always hated him for leaving you a long time ago, and saying you were always weak. You always wanted to get your revenge and now you can get it. Alastor was taunting you a bit until he admitted he respected you a long time ago. Until you ruined it.

"You said I was-... what was it again... Inspiring?"

Alastor tainted you, his smile never fading, that was his signature, that could not fade. Alastor knew how to make you mad. Especially after mentioning the past.