Snape stood in front of the broken barrier, his face the picture of apathy. Alecto Carrow used her wand to carry the bones of Lukas, the Hufflepuff eaten by the Acromantula, and placed them next to the other bodies. Ten bodies were lined up in front of the barrier, most of their eyes open with blank expressions. "Humano Revelio," Snape whispered, pointing his wand into the Arena. He listened intently for sound, but there was nothing that alerted him to anymore bodies in the Arena.
"That's all of them," Snape said firmly. "McGonagall and Flitwick must have liberated the others. I want those eight to be found and brought to me. Do not kill them. If you do… well, the Dark Lord wishes them to be alive. I don't think that it would be wise to cross him."
"Of course," Alecto said mockingly. Snape gave her a sharp look, and then turned away. The four Death Eaters behind him flew upward in gaseous forms of darkness.
Snape sighed and used his wand to close the eyes of the children. He stood there for a moment before twirling his wand above his head. With a crack, he was gone. He appeared in his office, looking around silently. He walked up to the portrait of Phineas Nigellus Black and began to have a hushed conversation with the man.