Durmstrang's Headmaster's Office.
After Vizet left Snape's office, Voldemort spoke up at the right moment and asked, "Well? Can you tell me now what your answer is? Is there any point to it or not?"
The veins on Carcas's face withdrew back into his neck, revealing that complicated expression of his.
He rubbed his nose, a hint of awkwardness in his words. "It seems... there really isn't much point."
During the private tutoring, he had also remained silent most of the time, mainly because his grasp of the magical subject of Potions was only average at best.
As for Vizet's and Snape's level... at least in his eyes, they should both be at the level of Potions Masters.
In the past, if he had run into similar questions, he would still have had Gregory to order around and make him answer all kinds of questions.
Unfortunately, when the "Paris Region Incident" had happened last time, Herpo had already sacrificed Gregory's soul in order to make "The Master" descend again with punishment.
Although Herpo was skilled in Potions, he did not have that much patience, nor was he willing to answer all of Carcas's questions, especially questions unrelated to the descent of "The Master."
After making this comparison, Carcas, to a certain extent, accepted Voldemort's argument.
As far as his own experience went, rather than suffer through torment while watching Vizet show off his Potions, he might as well monitor Dumbledore.
At least when Dumbledore was reviewing documents, he could still comment on their contents, pick out some of the practices and measures inside, and express his own unique views.
More importantly, if he said these things to Voldemort, he could occasionally gain Voldemort's approval, and they could mock Dumbledore's practices and measures together.
"In that case..." Hearing Carcas say this,