I should have remembered one of my rules: Never assume that things can't get worse, because they always can. The "High Inquisitor" called for Snape, and demanded Veritaserum, a very powerful Truth Potion. Apparently she had done this before, since Snape (bless him!) first acted surprised that she had used up all the Veritaserum he had already supplied, and then told her that making more would take a month. For a second, I dared to hope.