"Snape, what are we going to do......"

Karkaroff's panic is something that cannot be faked, even in the first half of the semester, he does not mean to be in a hurry. But who would have thought that the dark mark on the arm would start to become clearer and clearer this year?

As a former Death Eater, he knew exactly what that meant.

"It's you who you should think about what to do, Karkaroff." Snape's tone was calm.

"Damn it, we're on a rope, you...... You don't want to escape! ”

"I never thought about it." Snape said, "What you did was unforgivable......

"You know, even Malfoy isn't as over-the-top as you do."

"I ...... I just want to live, I don't want to go to Azkaban! Karkaroff was covered in a cold sweat, and even just thinking about the events of those years seemed to be overwhelmed by fear.

"Help me, help me! You must have a way! ”

"People always have to pay for their choices, Karkaroff." Snape's eyes stared at Karkaroff coldly, "Don't choose the wrong ......"

"Tell me, what to choose! What am I going to do! Karkaroff grabbed Snape's robes, but Snape threw them away.

"I can't help you." Snape's voice grew quieter, and he glanced at Karkaroff before leaving.

And Karkaroff, who was lost in his soul, did not hear Snape's murmur before leaving:

"I can't help anyone......"

………

Nights at Hogwarts are never too quiet, no matter what the school rules say, no matter how Filch patrols, there will always be students on night tours.

Some are simply naughty, while others have other purposes, such as going to the forbidden book area to read a book, or going on a date under the stars.

Having lived here for four years, Ike has long been accustomed to hearing strange noises and seeing some clumsy hides during night tours of the castle. Of course, those who had nothing to do with him, as cautious as he would use the Transfiguration Charm every time.

The so-called drowned are all water-savvy, and he knows this very well.

Exit the eighth floor and go straight underground. Snape left the door open, and with a slight push, it opened.

Skillfully flicked a silencer to the door, and Snape also threw two spells, and after being sure, Snape said, "Did you find anything, Strade?" ”

"Yes, Professor." Ike said, "Professor Moody has been looking at you and Karkaroff dangerously lately. ”

"Moody? This is not news. Snape nodded, "As a former Oro, he has always hated dark wizards. So, after seeing two former Death Eaters, it is not surprising that there is such a performance. ”

Looking at Snape's unchanged face, even after all this time, Ike still couldn't figure out what he was thinking. However, it doesn't matter what Snape thinks now......

"You've already guessed it, Professor, what I'm going to do......" Ike's expression became serious, and he sat down in the most familiar place, his face full of seriousness.

"Yes." Snape's face finally changed, but Ike didn't see what kind of mood he was feeling right now.

There are disappointments, worries, apathy, and ...... Wrath......

"I have no intention of judging your choice, Strade." Snape said slowly, "You're a smart man, and smart people always have their own unique ideas. ”

"So, I'm not going to persuade you, and I'm not going to stop it."

"Because I know that what you believe will definitely go on."

"Thank you, Professor." Ike relaxed, with a little relief, "Sure enough, it has to be you......"

"Have you ever wondered what will happen to Filius and your little girlfriend, Miss Jack-of-all-trades?" Snape asked.

"I don't know." Ike shook his head, he didn't want or didn't dare to guess what their expressions would be.

"It seems that you haven't figured it all out either."

"But that's fine, at least it seems ......real," Snape sneered, "I think it might be better if you took your little girlfriend with you." ”

"You know, Professor, that's impossible." Ike looked straight at Snape, his eyes resolute.

As if to see the meaning in Ike's eyes, Snape nodded slightly and said slowly, "Okay, I see." ”

"You can rest assured that your little girlfriend will be fine."

"Of course, if she had made the choice then......"

Before Snape could finish, Ike said, "That's enough, Professor." ”

Looking at Ike, who was inexplicably completely relaxed, Snape suddenly didn't know what to say. He knew very well that in fact, no matter what, the kid in front of him would not be in any danger.

Like some white-bearded black-bellied guy, even if there is a real danger one day, it must be expected, and even likely, an indispensable part of a plan.

"You've figured it out, Professor, what are you going to do then?" Ike asked.

Snape nodded and asked rhetorically, "Is that really inevitable?" ”

"Professor......" Ike replied after a moment of silence, "you should know that it is inevitable, and we can't stop it. ”

"But at least, we can choose when that happens......"

"Sure enough......" Snape sighed, not saying anything more. He took a box out of a drawer and shoved it into Ike's hand.

"In that case, I think you need this."

"Elixir?" Ike opened the box and recognized it at a glance, "Professor, you know, I've ......"

"Of course I do." Snape raised his hand, interrupting what Ike was about to say next, his tone unmistakably firm.

"Take it!"

“…… I see, Professor. ”

Ike didn't refuse, and took out the elixir from the box and put it in his pocket.

"I'll use it when the time is right."

"That's good......" Snape regained his cold look, raised his hand to remove the magic from the door, and walked straight over, naturally pulling the door open.

"By the way, there's an old book in the locker in the Potions classroom with some tricks on it......"

Snape's voice was small, almost inaudible, as if he was muttering casually. But Ike, who had used the Illusion Charm on himself right behind him, heard it clearly.

"Thank you, Professor......"

Snape whispered the same murmur, as if he hadn't heard anything, and walked straight to his resting place.