"Homorphus," he said, and blue light poured out of his wand.
The wolf snarled, then let out an unearthly shriek as the light caught it up and twisted it. It hovered there for a moment, half man and half beast, stuck in a rictus of agony. Then it collapsed to the ground, a heap of monster hiding in a false guise of shivering, vulnerable humanity.
"It isn't that I place any particular value on your life in the first place." Snape stepped forward and drew the silver knife from his belt. The thing looked up at him from the ground, fear glinting past the glassy shock in its eyes. "But I wanted you to understand that I'm not doing this for pleasure."
Then he bent down and neatly slit the werewolf's throat.
The wolf snarled, then let out an unearthly shriek as the light caught it up and twisted it. It hovered there for a moment, half man and half beast, stuck in a rictus of agony. Then it collapsed to the ground, a heap of monster hiding in a false guise of shivering, vulnerable humanity.
"It isn't that I place any particular value on your life in the first place." Snape stepped forward and drew the silver knife from his belt. The thing looked up at him from the ground, fear glinting past the glassy shock in its eyes. "But I wanted you to understand that I'm not doing this for pleasure."
Then he bent down and neatly slit the werewolf's throat.