Shawl wrapped tighter around her shoulders as she shook her head- the nights were starting to get uncomfortably cold, especially this year. Not that they did not know what the cause of it was.
Bathsheba followed him from behind as soon as he passed her, arms crossed as she narrowed her eyes. It was getting darker and darker with each patrol, and this was not a good sign if nothing were to change until winter was to come.
“No, certainly not. Such people- they know how to hide behind a needle’s eye. I would say our chances rely more on his imprudence.“
IMPRUDENCE WOULD BE THE PERFECT WORD to describe black. that particular trait almost cost severus his life years before, & it is one of the many reasons he wants to see the fugitive to be returned to rot in azkaban. that selfish desire easily outranked the wish to keep the students safe —– which should be something to be terribly ashamed of as an educator, but resentment is a blinding feeling to the potions master.
‘ while i do agree with you, black is resourceful. he got this far ; putting it all to waste is definitely out of his plans. ’ he says, waving his wand every now & then to open & close doors & shed light on dark corners. ‘ if he’s cowered into some corner, this is our best chance to finally seize him & hand him over to justice. ’
