Professor Moody: What was it like? What was he like?
Harry: Who?
Professor Moody: The Dark Lord. What was it like to stand in his presence?
Harry: ...I dunno... It was like I'd fallen into one of my dreams. Into one of my nightmares.
Professor Moody: Were there others? In the graveyard, were there others?
Harry: ...I don't think I said anything about a graveyard, Professor.