Just as the situation was about to become clear, Voldemort's expression suddenly changed.
"What is it, Master?" Snape noticed Voldemort's expression and hurriedly asked.
"Those useless fools are dead," Voldemort said.
"...They didn't run? They didn't use the time spent chasing them to help us stall for time?" Snape asked in surprise.
"This is your responsibility. Why didn't you tell me about those annoying Iron Golems beforehand?" Voldemort shook his head and dumped the blame back onto Snape.
"This is my fault, Master. Those Iron Golems had too little presence, and I didn't know beforehand that they had that kind of connection with one another," Snape hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"We'll discuss this slowly when we return. Bellatrix, we are leaving now," Voldemort said calmly to Bellatrix.
"But, Mas—yes, Master!" Bellatrix shot Steve a resentful glare, flicked her wand, swept up her husband's corpse, and began retreating slowly.
"I'm sorry, but leaving Hogwarts right now will be rather difficult." Steve had appeared in front of the Great Hall doors at some point.
"Oh, Mr. Skeleton, I suggest you reconsider your wording. Will you let us leave now, or shall I release Fiendfyre in the Great Hall?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow at Steve, trying to intimidate him.
"What a pity. I'm about to leave this magnificent body of mine for an entire day." Steve's skeletal hand touched his head, then his body.
"I like that you know when to yield. Take Bellatrix, let's go." As Voldemort spoke, he turned into black smoke and flew straight out of the Great Hall. Snape also used magic to carry Bellatrix and the corpse out.
Steve, still standing where he was, sensed Kayson's location drawing ever closer and revealed a terrifying smile.
At the same time, he was somewhat puzzled. "Since