"Who? " "Well –– I don' like sayin'
the name if I can help it. No one does." "Why
not?" "Gulpin' gargoyles, Harry, people are
still scared. Blimey, this is difficult. See, there was this wizard
who went... bad. As bad as you could go. Worse. Worse than worse. His
name was..." Hagrid gulped, but no words came
out. "Could you write it down?" Harry suggested.
"Nah –– can't spell it. All right –– Voldemort.
" Hagrid shuddered. "Don' make me say it again. Anyway, this –– this
wizard, about twenty years ago now, started lookin' fer followers. Got
'em, too –– some were afraid, some just wanted a bit o' his power,
'cause he was gettin' himself power, all right. Dark days,
Harry. (Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone)