Of course, Shawn showed no trace of impatience. A brilliant smile spread across his face.
"Hello, Helena. In that case, we'll be good friends from now on."
Helena smiled gently, but before she could speak, an angry objection rang out from the corridor.
"I won't allow it! Helena, Shawn Black has an ulterior motive for approaching you!"
Shawn and the Grey Lady turned together to see the Baron floating rapidly down the corridor, dragging his chains. A knife protruded from his chest, and silver blood stained his robes.
He moved straight in front of the Grey Lady, glaring fiercely at Shawn, who wore an innocent expression.
The Grey Lady, who had been so gracious a moment before, flew into another rage.
"Baron, get out! I don't want to see you!"
The Baron's fierce expression instantly wilted. His face filled with devotion and remorse as he turned to the Grey Lady and pleaded earnestly.
"Helena, don't trust this Black. He's an ambitious man, Slytherin's heir. You mustn't tell him those secrets! It will bring disaster upon the Wizarding World and destroy Hogwarts!"
Shawn's eyes narrowed slightly. He had finally been about to hear something important, but this Baron was far too much of a nuisance.
I really want to hit this lovesick fool with a Half-Moon Lightning Flash Slash! Baron, have you forgotten you're a Slytherin too? This is no way to guard what you think is yours.
Still, I have to hold back. I need to keep up the gentlemanly image.
The Grey Lady's face twisted. She pulled aside her embroidered shawl and pointed at the hideous knife wound beneath it, shouting at the Baron.
"I said get out! You murderer, don't you dare use my name! I only trust what I see for myself. What do I care if