Lempicka Portrait of Madame Allan Bott

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They had descended two more floors when another set of quiet joined theirs. Harry, whose scar was still prickling, heard them first. He felt in the pouch around his neck for the Marauder's Map, but before he could take it our, McGonagall too seemed to become aware of their company. She halted, raised her wand ready to duel, and said, "Who's there?"
magnitude of his crimes, forgotten how his greasy black hair hung in curtains around his thin face, how his black eyes had a dead, cold look. He was not wearing nightclothes, but was dressed in his usual black cloak, and he too was holding his wand ready for a fight. "Where are the Carrows?" he asked quietly.
"It is I," said a low voice.

From behind a suit of armor stepped Severus Snape.

　　　Hatred boiled up in Harry at the sight of him. He had forgotten the details of Snape's appearance in the
"Wherever you told them to be, I expect, Severus," said Professor