The door leading to the laboratory in the Headmaster's Office opened after Snape and Barty Crouch Jr. left.
At the same time, "Lily Evans" began to change as well.
Her features seemed to be kneaded at will by invisible hands. Her nose was pulled into a narrow, straight shape, her jawline softened, her lips grew fuller, and the emerald green in her eyes was replaced by dark brown.
It was not just her face. Her body, too, was like melted wax, shrinking by more than ten centimeters while becoming more voluptuous.
Her long red hair rustled softly. As it retracted upward, its color gradually deepened from red to black.
Even her once-fair skin turned dark brown as her hair became black.
Herpo stepped out through the door leading to the laboratory and looked at "Lily Evans." "Circe, are you really that impatient?"
"Herpo, don't forget..." Circe twisted her neck, her slightly hoarse, low voice carrying a trace of disgust. "Why I became that woman in the first place."
"Making one woman turn into another woman, then having to get close to a man who likes that woman—I have to keep convincing myself. It's exhausting!"
"Really? You actually get tired?" Carcas followed behind Herpo, his gaze falling on Circe. "That's truly rare..."
He sat directly in an armchair and rubbed his eyes. "I thought you were enjoying yourself. That Snape is practically ready to offer you his soul."
"I mean..." He suddenly realized something and turned to Voldemort, panic creeping into his voice. "It was just a figure of speech."
"I think the one Snape is most loyal to must still be Voldemort... There's absolutely no doubt about that. I was only describing what I saw."
"I understand it was a figure of speech..." A satisfied smile appeared on Voldemort's face.