Watching Harry's retreating back, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the grandfather clock by the wall. He walked to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo Powder from the box, and tossed it into the burning hearth. As emerald flames surged up, he said, "Severus, I need to speak with you."
Before long, Snape stepped out of the rising emerald flames.
"What is it?"
Snape had actually already guessed why Dumbledore had summoned him.
"You handled Miss Bell's matter very well." Dumbledore gave Snape a long look and got straight to the point. "But I do not want anything similar to happen again. We were fortunate this time, but we cannot expect to be so fortunate every time. I hope you can keep the situation under control, provide Mr. Malfoy with help and guidance, and prevent him from continuing to attempt such dangerous things."
"I will. Draco will not give up easily until he has experienced failure. This time, I will thoroughly convince him to follow my plan." Snape was quite helpless about the matter as well.
To be honest, Katie Bell's survival had also relieved him. Otherwise, there was no telling what might have happened in the end.
If Katie Bell had truly died as a result of the assassination attempt, he did not think Dumbledore would easily forgive Malfoy—would forgive a murderer.
He understood Dumbledore.
"Good. I hope everything proceeds according to plan. You know this is important to everyone," Dumbledore said softly. "There is one more thing I must remind you of. If something similar happens again, the Ministry of Magic will certainly intervene. At that point, every suspicious student may need to undergo screening with Veritaserum. I believe you know Scrimgeour's methods very well."
"You think the Ministry of Magic will intervene?" Snape