A light breeze blew past, bringing with it the particular chill of early spring, and the air was filled with a gentle, quiet calm.
Under Luna's direction, the small boat sailed toward the opposite shore, which was closer to Hogwarts Castle.
Vizet was the first to step off the small boat, then took Luna's hand and helped her ashore.
Luna leaned against his shoulder, and as he held her hand, the chilly wind that blew over seemed to grow much warmer.
They walked a few steps forward, and a figure approached from not far away.
Vizet looked closely and realized that the figure walking toward them was actually Snape.
Snape wore a black robe, and the wind sent it billowing out behind him, like the spread wings of a bat.
Perhaps because he heard footsteps, his pace quickened slightly. Even though night had already fallen, the sharp glint that flashed in Snape's eyes could still be seen;
and within that sharp glint, there seemed to be a trace of something different.
After he came closer, Snape also recognized that the people strolling by the lakeshore were actually Vizet and Luna.
Snape still seemed somewhat surprised by their appearance. He gave a soft snort. "Mm?"
There was a hint of spoiled interest in his tone, and one eyebrow rose with it.
"It seems you like the Black Lake very much?" He looked at Vizet and Luna. "That hour at the bottom of the Black Lake still didn't let you have enough fun?"
Vizet and Luna exchanged a glance, then Vizet said, "Professor Snape..."
Snape cut him off and said plainly, "Five points from Ravenclaw!"
For Snape, deducting five points really was not much, and Vizet knew that very well;
if he insisted on arguing over those five points, it would be