Karkaroff's impressions of the Yule Ball thus far were mixed. The food was admittedly enjoyable, but the company?
Not so much.
He'd actually had to interrupt Viktor's conversation with the Mudblood to prevent him from revealing Durmstrang's location; Dumbledore had used it as an opportunity to recount some incomprehensible anecdote about chamber pots. Karkaroff hid his annoyance behind a steely yellow smile and sliced his pork chops with more enthusiasm than was entirely necessary.
He needed to get away – talk to Severus, if possible. Besides, if he stayed here too long, Dumbledore would probably rope him into dancing with someone.