Snape glanced at Igor Karkaroff's corpse, as if he understood the deeper meaning behind Voldemort's words, and deliberately showed a frightened look for Voldemort to see clearly.
He hurriedly said, "Master, please wait patiently for a moment. The journey from Durmstrang back home is far farther than one might imagine."
"It isn't actually that far..." Voldemort had been waiting for Snape to say just that, and raised a hand to point at the spot where Snape stood.
"Go on! Use Apparition and go straight there." He gave Snape a kindly smile. "That will be much faster."
Snape said to Voldemort in a respectful tone, "Master, you are so great!"
With an extremely loud "pop," his body seemed to be swept into a rushing whirlpool, vanishing from the Headmaster's Office in the blink of an eye.
Barty Crouch Jr. was secretly annoyed that Snape had beaten him to the flattery, and he quickly stepped forward and knelt before Voldemort.
In an utterly deferential voice, he said, "Congratulations, Master, on taking complete control of Durmstrang! You are so great! No one in the world can compare to you!"
"Mm!" Voldemort responded with a smile. "I still prefer Durmstrang. Becoming headmaster was much easier than I imagined!"
He narrowed his eyes, sensing something. "No wonder Dumbledore was willing to stay at Hogwarts instead of accepting the position of Minister of Magic. So this is what it feels like?"
Barty Crouch Jr.'s heart was filled with curiosity, and he could not help secretly raising his eyes to glance at Voldemort.
His lips moved a few times, as if he had many questions he wanted to ask, but in the end he lowered his head again and returned to his original posture.
Noticing Barty Crouch Jr.'s small movements, Voldemort could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.