HP: Embrace the Darkness

"As long as you are willing, leave the rest to me."

Aces smiled and rubbed Draco's platinum head.

"But...Draco, you should have kept in touch with Mr. Malfoy through letters."

"Of course, me and my dad...hey, my hair!"

Draco struggled and hid from Artes, raised his hand, covered his messy hair and glared at Artes.

"This is the hairstyle I just did this morning!"

Asseth nodded casually, his hands still ready to move.

"Don't touch my head!"

"Okay, okay, don't touch it anymore."

"But Xiaolong, please don't put on so much hairspray in the future. It's easy to lose your hair."

Draco's blue-gray eyes suddenly widened, like a frightened cat.

"What did you say? No, no hair?!"

Draco's voice became noticeably sharper when he mentioned hairlessness.

Aces looked at him like a cat with its hair exploding and couldn't help teasing him.

"Don't you know? I don't remember Mr. Malfoy using hairspray much."

Draco recalled that his father really didn't seem to use hairspray much, so what Ace said was true!

However, in order to press Potter's head this morning, he deliberately used more hairspray than usual to style it.

his hair!

Draco quickly raised his hands to try and save his hair.

So next, Asseth watched helplessly as Draco used his trembling hands to scrape off the hair gel on his head bit by bit.

The hair that had been messed up by him was now even more messy.

This time it looks more like a kitten with fried hair.

Aces looked at Draco's appearance and wanted to laugh but was afraid of making Tuanzi angry, so he could only hold it in hard.

After Draco pulled for a long time and scraped all the hair gel, he looked up and saw Artes holding back a smile.

"Aces!"

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

Aces took a deep breath, suppressed his smile and asked Draco, but there was still a little smile in his eyes.

Draco felt that his hair was more important, so he endured it.

"I can't get my hair clean."

The pitiful look of Xiaotuanzi still made Ass's heart soften.

"come on."

He drew his wand and pointed it at Draco's hair as he stood up.

A simple cleaning spell finally got Draco's hair clean.

Without hairspray to hold his hair in place, Draco looked like a kitten who had just taken a bath, with fluffy and fine hair.

It looks good to touch.

Asseth couldn't hold it back, stretched out his hand and rubbed it hard.

It feels really good, Asseth thought with satisfaction.

"Wow!"

"Merlin!"

The soundproofing spell gradually dissipated, and the sound coming from not far away attracted the attention of the two fresh brothers.

The two looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a person and a broomstick running around in mid-air, but they were running around in an orderly manner.

Aces squinted his eyes, carefully identifying the voice in the air.

Um? Savior?

Merlin, he just chatted for a while, and then the savior went to heaven?

The wand that Asseth had just put away slipped into his hand again, and the spell was ready to go.

However, when it comes to flying, the Savior seems to be much more talented than Neville. In almost a moment, he controlled the broom and started flying in the air.

"what happened?"

After Harry escaped from danger, Artes turned his head and asked Elise.

Elise said uncertainly: "It seems that someone took something belonging to the Savior and threw it up, and the Savior flew up to protect it?"

Just to protect something, he made his first flight without any precautions?

So reckless?

Aces began to have an ominous premonition about his future life of protecting the savior.

"Da da da"

Steady footsteps came from behind Asseth.

It's just that he was immersed in worries about the future and was completely unaware of Professor McGonagall's arrival.

"Mr. Cavendish? Why are you here?"

"Where's Mrs. Huo Qi?"

Aces looked back at the gentle witch.

"Good day, Professor McGonagall, I'm here to see Draco."

"Mr. Longbottom fell, so Mrs. Hooch took him to the school infirmary."

When he heard that someone was injured, Professor McGonagall's gentle expression suddenly became serious.

"Did Mr. Longbottom fall badly?"

"No, Asses caught him."

After finishing his hair, Draco raised his little head, came close to Artes, and said proudly to Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, ten points to Slytherin for Mr. Cavendish's protection."

Professor McGonagall was already very fond of this talented student, Artis, and now that he heard that he saved the students of his own college, he would naturally not be stingy.

"Thank you for your generosity."

"Professor McGonagall is here...?"

After being reminded by Artes, Professor McGonagall remembered the purpose of coming here.

"Mr. Potter, come with me."

After saying that, Professor McGonagall turned around and left.

Harry, who was called, glanced at his friend nervously, and then quickly followed him.

Asseth looked at the two of them leaving thoughtfully. For some reason, he had a bad feeling, and it was very strong.

Forget it, let's wait until trouble comes. Let's deal with Draco's problem first.

Aces looked away and looked at Draco.

"Draco, since you call me brother, I am also responsible for you, so you must remember clearly what I say to you next."

"I stopped you just now for your own good."

"It doesn't matter whether you don't like the Savior or whether you are targeting him, you should not use Mr. Longbottom's things as an excuse like you just did."

"Such behavior will not bring you anything beneficial, it will only make them feel that the savior is a good man who represents justice, Mr. Longbottom is the one who is bullied, and you are the evil and insidious bad man. "

Assel paused, giving Draco a moment to accept and think.

Draco pursed his lips and retorted unwillingly.

"I don't care what they think of me!"

"They're just some half-bloods, even Muggles, and I'm a Malfoy."

Aces patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"Yes, you are the noble Malfoy."

"But it is precisely because you are Malfoy that you have to care a little about your image in their eyes."

"As a Malfoy, you represent the Malfoy family, and what you do is the face of the Malfoy family, understand? Draco."

Draco didn't refute, but his angry look told Asseth that he hadn't fully understood.