Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little Hufflepuff have?

Snape hurriedly pulled his cloak closed.

"I thought something was strange just now."

"How did you know there were hostages in that tent?"

"And... more importantly, how did you know I had healing potions on me?"

"Can you see through things?"

Black gave a strange laugh. "Even if I could, I wouldn't look at you!"

"It's easy to guess, all right? You're a Potions Master, and you were facing a situation where a fight might break out."

"Of course you'd prepare healing potions in advance. If I'm not wrong, you also brought other antidotes or a Curse-Clearing Potion, didn't you?"

Black's explanation was actually quite reasonable.

But Snape was not so easily fooled.

"Same question. How did you know there were people inside this tent?"

Black pointed at his ears. "Come on, didn't you hear the groaning inside?"

"Groaning doesn't necessarily mean hostages. They're Dark Wizards. Fighting is common for them. Injured Dark Wizards would be perfectly normal too!"

Snape was still very meticulous.

He would never rashly enter a tent when the enemy situation was unclear.

"All right... I can only say, you're right."

Black did not want to tell Snape that his eyes really could see through things.

And once he activated Observation Haki, the people in the tent had nowhere to hide.

In front of Snape, Black pulled a very large Suitcase out of his pocket, which did not look big at all.

"Since we're not going in ourselves, I'll just send my Husky in to scout the way..."

The lid of the Suitcase opened.

A Husky with extremely beautiful fur jumped out of the case.

The Husky frowned and looked at Black with its wise, deep-blue eyes.

It seemed to be asking Black why he had called it out.

"Go. Take a look inside. See if