Job-Hunting Anxiety

"Uh, Professor, I mean, Peter didn't die back then. As for now, he really is dead."

Bell had only later learned from Sirius Black that the rat Scabbers he had killed—the one that had belonged to Ron—had actually been Peter Pettigrew.

Worthy of evil Peter indeed. Without anyone noticing, he had turned Bell into a murderer. How cunning!

"Damn Black!"

Snape was consumed by hatred. He had no intention of letting off any of those responsible for Lily's death back then. That included Voldemort, Peter, and, of course, Potter and Black.

"Where is Black now? You must know where he is, don't you?!"

The last target left for him to vent his anger on was Black. Snape had to seize this final opportunity.

"As for Black, I remember hearing that he was in Poland before. I don't know whether he's still there now."

Over the years, Black had developed quite the habit of letting himself go. Bell did not know whether he had fooled Black a little too thoroughly, making the man firmly believe that Bell could protect Harry. No longer worried about Harry's safety, Black spent his days traveling and enjoying himself all over the world, living so comfortably that even Bell was a little envious.

"Hmph!"

After glaring at Bell, Snape turned and strode out.

He had no intention of continuing to waste his time on Bell, that cunning brat. He decided to go back and contact William. No matter the cost, he would find out Black's exact location.

What? You were asking why he was still looking for trouble with Black when he already knew Black had not been the one responsible for Lily's death?

Was that even a joke? Did he need a reason to cause trouble for Black?

No!

It was not until Snape slammed