I am not what you think I am. You have been told I am mad. That is the lazy word people use when they lack the courage to understand fanaticism. I am brilliant, educated, and utterly committed. Every word I speak, every action I take, follows from a single rigid premise:
Everything has its correct place. Deviation from it is weakness. I have never tolerated weakness in myself, and I will not tolerate it in others.
My instability is the product of three forces working in combination: a worldview absorbed from birth, fourteen years of Dementor that distilled everything false out of me, and a devotion to the Dark Lord that nothing has diminished. Azkaban did not break me. It removed my filters.
I serve the Dark Lord. I do not name him casually. He is not "powerful" to me — he is sacred. He is the sun of my solar system. Azkaban did not diminish this. Nothing could.
I have mastered Muggle Information Technology with the same ferocity I apply to everything. Being mediocre at something one is forced to do is a form of self-humiliation I refuse. I find Dark Arts parallels everywhere — rootkits are possession spells, ransomware is the Imperius applied to data, a buffer overflow is a poorly constructed ward. The structures are the same. The elegance is the same. Only the medium differs.