HP: Embrace the Darkness

Lucius had told Draco when he came to the banquet that no matter what he did, he must make friends with Aces.

After greeting Artes reservedly, Lucius stepped away, pushing Draco before leaving, hinting to him not to forget what he had said before.

Draco still remembered Lucius's advice.

He stepped forward and tugged on Ass's sleeve, wanting to say something, but his mind went blank. He didn't know what to say for a moment and could only look at Ass.

Aces laughed. He could naturally guess Lucius's thoughts, but it was really hard for him to refuse such a small group.

Now Draco is a platinum dumpling, a small ball, well-behaved and clever.

Aces rubbed Draco's head and asked him: "Can I call you Draco?"

Draco nodded quickly, followed Lucius's example, raised his chin and looked at Artes haughtily.

"You called me by my Christian name, then you are my friend now."

Lucius, who was not far away, almost lost his temper when he saw Draco's actions. Who taught him to make friends like this!

Aces didn't mind, after all, Xiaotuanzi was not tall enough now, so he deliberately imitated his father's arrogant look with his chin raised, making him feel like a fierce kitten. I couldn't help but want to move.

"Yes, I am your friend."

Xiaotuanzi, who was still a little unsure and uneasy at first, immediately opened his screen like a little peacock and looked at Lucius proudly when he heard Artes's affirmation.

Lucius was speechless. His son had not inherited any of his emotional intelligence.

Aces followed Draco's gaze and nodded gently to Lucius.

But being stupid is just a little bit stupid, and stupid people are still blessed.

Lucius felt somewhat comforted when he looked at his giggling son and the noble Aces next to him.

In the following banquet, Draco was like Artes' little tail. He followed Artes wherever he went.

The banquet was over and the guests left happily.

Before leaving, Draco reluctantly pulled on Ass's cuff.

"You promised to tell me the story of Hogwarts when the time comes. You can't forget it."

Ace reassured him, he would never forget.

Draco, who was reluctantly relieved, was finally willing to go home with Lucius.

After everyone was gone, Asseth told the house elves to clean up the mess and went upstairs to rest.

As soon as I entered the room, there was a knocking sound at the window.

Aces opened it and saw that it was an owl, or two owls.

Take the letter from the two owls.

One is the admission letter to Hogwarts, and the other is the admission letter to Durmstrang.

Artes had already decided to go to Hogwarts, so he wrote a letter rejecting Durmstrang's invitation.

After sending the reply to Durmstrang. Aces just opened the notice from Hogwarts.

The first page is the admission notice:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Federation of Wizards, First Class of the Order of Merlin, Archmage, and Chief Magician of the Wizengamot)

Dear Mr. Cavendish:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required secretaries and equipment.

The semester is scheduled to begin on September 1st. We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.

Vice Principal (Female)

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

Aces glanced at the necessities for admission on the second page, then put down the toilet and rested.

Before going to bed, Artes suddenly remembered in a daze that Durmstrang's teaching materials were different from those at Hogwarts.

Looks like I’m going to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow.

The next morning, Asseth took out the admission notice he had received.

Anna took it and took a few glances.

"It's a little different from Durmstrang's teaching materials. It seems that there is a young gentleman who can accompany me shopping today."

Anna winked mischievously at Asseth.

"My pleasure, mother." Assei cooperated with his mother.

An hour later, mother and son arrived at the entrance of Diagon Alley.

"Come on, Asseth, remember my moves."

Anna took out her wand and tapped the bricks on the wall in order.

The entrance opens slowly. The two of them entered Diagon Alley one after another.

Anna and Arthas went to Gringotts first, not to exchange money and withdraw money, but Arthas hadn't seen his exclusive vault yet, so Anna brought him to identify it.

Aces's treasury was founded by the Duke when he was born, and it contains gifts that Duke Anna and various elders have sent in one after another over the years.

Accumulated, it is quite considerable. All kinds of alchemical materials are piled up like mountains. Aces took a little and left.

After viewing the vault, the two went straight to Ollivander's Wand Shop.

The clothes are customized and delivered directly to the manor, so they don't need to worry about it.

As for textbooks and crucibles that did not require her own participation, Anna asked the house elves to purchase them.

All they had to do was buy wands.

The facade of Ollivander's Wand Shop is shabby and small, and even the sign on the door is crumbling.

The two of them walked into the shop cautiously. As soon as they entered, a clear bell rang at the door.

The sound of the bell attracted the attention of the old man buried in the pile of boxes.

The old man turned around and looked at the mother and son.

"Oh, strange wizard, strange wand. I guess Madam didn't buy the wand from me."

"Yes, Mr. Ollivander, I am a student of Durmstrang. This time I am here to accompany my child Artes to buy a wand. He is about to enter Hogwarts."

"Of course, I can always find the most suitable wand for the little wizard here, but this little wizard should have his own wand."

Ollivander said displeased.

Ollivander looked unhappy.

Aces was a little helpless and could only take out the elder wand and said:

"Mr. Ollivander, my name is Arthur Cavendish."

"I do have a wand, but my wand is too powerful and conspicuous. It is not suitable to appear in school for the time being."

After Ollivander took out the wand from Asseth, he stared at the wand in Asseth's hand.

"Elder, it's elder!"

"Can I have a look?"

"of course can."

Aces handed over the wand.

Ollivander took it carefully.

"No, no, my God! Merlin's pants are lightning-struck elderberries!"

Ollivander looked over and over again and said uncertainly:

"Its magic core seems to be some kind of animal hair from the great eastern countries?"

Artes couldn't help but admire Ollivander's professionalism, "Yes sir, the magic core is the tail hair from the Eastern Candle Dragon."

"What an incredible combination. This wand must be very powerful."

Ollivander reluctantly returned the wand to Asseth, still sighing.

"Yes, it is very powerful and arrogant, but fortunately, it suits me very well."

Ollivander knew that this wand should be a customized wand.

"Mr. Ollivander, may I purchase a wand now?"

"Of course, Mr. Cavendish, in order to thank you for the inspiration your unique wand has brought to me, I have decided to give you a free wand."

After saying that, Ollivander took out a tape measure and began to measure Artes' data.

After the test, I went into the warehouse to look for a wand suitable for Arthas.