The thestrals took Snape and Albus to a third section, labeled SIMONIACS. Everyone in the aisle looked extremely uncomfortable, and there was excrement and vomit on the floor, with what looked like small worms and insects in it. As much as the hovering wigged him out, Albus was suddenly quite glad to have a thestral to ride. Snape drew another glass orb from the shelf and smashed it, drawing dirty looks from some of those in the aisle. Another silvery scene came into shape. The scene was set in the headmaster’s office at Hogwarts; Albus got the impression that it took place long before his time. A man, presumably the headmaster at the time, sat behind a large desk while a woman spoke to him with a pleading look on her face. She got on her knees, as if she were begging. The headmaster appeared to be considering her, then leaned in as if to tell her a secret. Her face lightened; excitedly, she reached into her money pouch and drew out a silver box, which glowed eerily. Assuming an unaffected expression on his face, the headmaster handed her a set of Hogwarts staff robes. The scene finally changed, and the man was in a bathroom, clutching his stomach as if he were about to be sick. Then the scene vanished.
“Why parasites, Professor?”
“Those who buy and sell positions of power for their own good, especially positions that are meant to teach and benefit others, are nothing but parasites to the wizarding world, and to Magic itself. They live well off of what they attain dishonestly, and give no contribution to anyone else.”
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