Luke ultimately decided not to sneak out at night.
But he did not sleep until late that day. Instead, he got up early.
Hogwarts at night was simply too dangerous now.
Dumbledore's trap for Voldemort and the stage he had built for Harry—unless there were absolutely sufficient benefits involved, Luke was better off staying far away from such matters.
While Dumbledore focused his attention on the Savior and the Dark Lord, Luke should take the opportunity to build up his influence and spread his ideas. That was the most rational choice. Before Dumbledore came after Luke, Luke intended to avoid interfering with him as much as possible.
Of course, that was somewhat wishful thinking. Just as Luke considered how to set traps for Dumbledore or buy him off, it was hard to say whether Dumbledore had already turned some of his attention toward him, perhaps intending to arrange Luke's role in this world as well.
Tsk. From that perspective, Dumbledore really was arrogant enough.
After getting dressed, he looked toward Book's bed. Book was nowhere to be seen. Luke was not surprised; over the past several days, Book had rarely returned to the dormitory to sleep at night.
But every day, he would take the initiative to find Luke and let him know he was safe.
The little cat clearly had matters of his own to attend to, though Luke had no idea what he was busy with. Luke had asked, but Book was unwilling to answer him on that subject.
So Luke stopped asking.
"Luke! Good morning!"
When Luke entered the common room, he saw a large group gathered there. Marcus, at the head of them, greeted Luke first upon seeing him.
"Morning, Flint. Are you going to practice?"
Looking at the tall, burly Slytherin students, Luke spoke in