England Ministry of Magic.
Upon entering the Department of Mysteries, Wizet and Snape found themselves facing a black circular hall.
The ceiling, walls, floor, and even the doors set into the walls were all a deep, severe black.
Only the candles dotting the walls flickered with cold blue flames, like the grim, ghostly gleam drifting across the surface of the Black Lake.
As the firelight fell across Snape's face, a chill slowly rose from the depths of his soul, stirring something within him.
Barty Crouch Jr.'s earlier actions likewise lingered restlessly in his mind.
At that moment, his thoughts swayed and flickered like the candle flames.
Now that he and Wizet had entered the Department of Mysteries, only two paths lay before him: either let Wizet enter the Time Chamber, or, like Barty Crouch Jr., reveal Voldemort's entire plan.
He had every reason to believe that Voldemort had already witnessed his every move, including his encounter with Barty Crouch Jr. just now, through the "Eye of Heaven."
If he chose the second path, it would mean throwing away years of endurance, just as Barty Crouch Jr. had done.
If he chose the first path, it would mean sending Wizet into Voldemort's trap while having no idea what lay ahead.
Just as Snape's thoughts descended into turmoil, Wizet spoke. "Professor Snape, did you discover something?"
Snape came back to himself and looked into Wizet's eyes.
Even in the darkness of the Department of Mysteries, those eyes remained bright, as though they possessed the power to pierce the darkness—like a lamp illuminating the road ahead.
At that moment, Snape finally made up his mind. He slowly shook his head. "No! I was only thinking... about which door we should open."
A deep rumble rose from all around them. The walls of the