Emboldened by the wand, Astor decided he could risk a visit to the great library, despite knowing now that Lily was often found reading inside. He was lucky this time, and as he entered the hall, not only did he avoid the eyes of the security guards, who had chosen that hour to take a break, but he also had the library to himself (unbeknownst to him, Lily was caring for the poorly Lord in his chambers). The library had a special charm, Astor was no bookworm, but even he could appreciate the majesty of the towering bookshelves and the allure of the ancient and dusty volumes held inside. The problem was he was looking for something to help his mission, his one goal in life, to kill the Lord, and here he was presented with thousands of books, all the accumulated knowledge of thousands of years of wizardry. It would take a hundred lifetimes to even begin reading a considerable portion of the volumes inside this great library, and Astor had only one. After an hour of aimless wandering, he decided he had seen enough of the library and the castle, so he returned to his chambers (a seldom used store room in the Hogwarts kitchen). Once alone, he took out the wand and thought about his plan again. Lord Albus would eventually start feasting again in the Great Hall. When this happened, Astor would waste no time. One strike was all he would need, one chance, and he would not worry about escape this time. Once the blow was struck, he would take whatever consequences would come.