In the Minister's Office at the Ministry of Magic, Will settled the unconscious Scrimgeour into a chair, then used Apparition to leave the Ministry and return to his study in the High Tower.
He was a little disappointed. Scrimgeour was rather hidebound in some respects; Will had thought the man really would stop at nothing to move forward.
Using dark wizards as test subjects struck Will as positively benevolent-humans considered insects that killed pests beneficial, so surely eliminating harmful people made him a good person, too.
Ever since his third year, Will had held firmly to one boundary: he would not harm the innocent.
At first, Dumbledore had given him a nudge, but after that, it had nothing to do with Dumbledore. This was his own choice.
That afternoon, Will chose to attend class rather than remain absent. That way, no one would suspect he had left Hogwarts that morning.
The afternoon's class was Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Although the class was still called Defense Against the Dark Arts, Snape was very keen on teaching students about basic dark magic, and even having them learn and use it.
Will reached the classroom before the lesson began. When Sylvia saw him, obvious delight shone in her eyes.
Will sat down beside Sylvia, and she asked, "Did you oversleep again this morning?"
Before Will could answer, Snape entered the classroom, and the entire room fell silent. He made a circuit of the room, surveying everyone as he went.
When he reached Will, he looked him up and down with an air of "casual indifference." "I hear you missed Potions class this morning?"
"Professor, some of my research is at a critical stage. I really couldn't get away," Will "explained."
Snape nodded and merely said, "Don't stay up so late."
"All right.