"The roots outside are evil and they might cause us some trouble," Snip said.
The room was empty. He was talking to nobody. Nobody used the staff rooms. He knew this. He just wanted to feel like he had tried to warn people. Attempt made. Responsibility absolved.
Snip waddled back to his snail cave. It was his she'll. He felt safe there. He got out his notes and started planning for the next potions lesson.
A tapping at the window startled him. He used his steps and investigated. As he looked closer, he saw a figure outside of his window….McDonaldall.
"Snip, there are evil roots extending to the woods. I know you have seen them too. We should exchange wand numbers in case we need to unite to stop them or guide them to more vulnerable targets, like Red Group " McDonaldall said.
Snip agreed. They exchanged numbers. They both went back to their rooms and went to sleep.