Wade met the scrutinizing gaze across from him without flinching.
"I didn't persuade him."
He said calmly, "Professor Dumbledore believes I need to master this knowledge so I can handle some... more complicated situations in the future."
"Professor, you should know as well that if he had not wanted this, then no matter how I asked, Professor Dumbledore would not have agreed."
Snape's brow twitched slightly.
That was what he found strange as well.
Snape had always thought that Dumbledore should be like himself—
On the one hand, because he cherished Wade's talent and appreciated his attitude, he would do his utmost to protect him;
On the other, because he could always see traces of Voldemort's former self in the boy, he would subconsciously remain highly vigilant and guide his growth even more strictly.
—for example, by restricting Wade's access to certain dangerous knowledge he should not be exposed to.
But now, it seemed Dumbledore's judgment differed from his?
Snape sat there, his black eyes fixed on Wade as he said quietly, "...More complicated situations?"
Wade thought for a moment.
He suddenly realized that, as a double agent, Snape should be better at lying than anyone else. Even a wizard of Voldemort's caliber had never seen through his lies.
And someone like that probably craved the truth more than anyone else.
He carefully considered his experiences in the United States.
He had to conceal from the outside world the fact that he had not been at Hogwarts during that period; but as far as Snape was concerned, there was little he could not say about most of what had happened.
Still, telling him everything would be far too troublesome.
After weighing his words, Wade said, "Professor Abigail's death was actually connected to someone in the United States known as the