A gentle breeze carried the distinctive chill of early spring, and the air was filled with a tender, tranquil atmosphere.
Under Luna's guidance, the little boat headed toward the opposite shore, which was closer to Hogwarts Castle.
Wizet was the first to step out of the boat, taking Luna's hand as they went ashore together.
Luna leaned against his shoulder while he held her hand. As the cool wind blew over them, it somehow seemed much warmer.
They walked forward a few steps when a figure approached them from not far away.
Wizet looked closely and realized that the person walking toward them was actually Snape.
Snape wore black robes that billowed in the wind like the outspread wings of a bat.
Perhaps he had heard their footsteps, for he quickened his pace. Even though night had already fallen, a sharp gleam could still be seen flashing in Snape's eyes;
and within that gleam seemed to be a hint of something else.
As he drew nearer, Snape recognized that the people strolling along the lakeshore were Wizet and Luna.
Snape was still somewhat surprised to see them there. He gave a soft snort. "Hmm?"
There was a trace of displeasure in his tone, and one eyebrow rose with it.
"Seems you two are quite fond of the Black Lake?" He looked at Wizet and Luna. "Was an hour at the bottom of the Black Lake still not enough to satisfy you?"
Wizet and Luna exchanged a glance before Wizet spoke. "Professor Snape..."
Snape cut him off, stating simply, "Five points from Ravenclaw!"
For Snape, deducting five points was hardly much, and Wizet knew that perfectly well;
if he insisted on fussing over those five points, Snape could easily deduct even more for reasons such as "talking back" or "disrespecting a