"You're too kind." Snape smirked down at Rodolphus's feet, leaning over briefly to push a stack of books well out of the way of his shoes, and looking quite satisfied with himself. "I'm sure you would all get on well enough without me, now that the hard work has been done for you." The fact that there were some immediate benefits to killing Dumbledore was a very small consolation, but it was something.