HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Malfoy, what was the man in black robes you and...Potter...were talking about just now?"

Draco swallowed nervously, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and began to act crazy.

"What man in black robe? I don't know."

Snape lowered his head and looked coldly at Malfoy, who didn't dare to meet his eyes.

In his heart, he mocked that stinky big peacock for not teaching his son anything.

"You mean, you... don't know?"

The ending sound rises, full of irony.

"It seems that I need to talk to your father about your... education."

The content of the words was so frightening that Draco's face turned pale. He stood there tremblingly, biting his lip.

"Professor, don't scare him."

Ases's smiling voice came from not far away.

Draco's eyes lit up and he looked steadily at Artes who was walking over.

Snape watched Draco's actions with cold eyes, and his cold eyes moved to Artes who stopped beside him.

"I know this. Let me explain it to the professor."

"Draco, please go back first."

Aces was ordering Draco, but his eyes fell on Snape, and he was thinking about how to trick Quirrell without leaving any trace.

Draco looked at Snape hesitantly and then at Arthas worriedly.

Aces tilted his head slightly and gave him a comforting smile.

"Go back, I will explain it clearly to the professor."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Snape and he winked at him.

professor? Just do me a favor.

Tsk.

Snape turned his head impatiently, nodded expressionlessly at Draco, and told him to get out.

Draco lingered for a while, but under the gaze of the two people and the tense atmosphere between them, he still felt numb and left.

After he left, Artes and Snape looked at each other in silence for a moment.

"Ahem, Professor, shall we go to the cellar to talk?"

Aces was the first to break the silence and smiled at Snape, with clear eyes and handsome features.

Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, having no objection to his words.

In the cellar, Artes was holding hot tea and sitting opposite Snape.

Snape's face was expressionless: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Draco and the Savior were detained in the Forbidden Forest by Professor McGonagall last night."

"I know this, let's get to the point."

Snape tapped the table, impatiently.

"Well, they met Quirrell in black robes. Quirrell triggered the alchemy tool I kept on Draco, so I rushed over. The second person in black robes they said was me."

Aces kept the story short and explained clearly in one breath.

"Qi Luo..."

Snape's eyes were deep and he muttered Quirrell's name silently. His tone was so gloomy that one couldn't help but wonder if Quirrell would throw a curse at him if he were in front of him.

Asseth did not interrupt his train of thought, and waited until he raised his head again before continuing his speculation.

"He wants to drink the blood of unicorns."

Snape's eyes became sharp and alert, and he felt even more disgusted with Quirrell.

"he got hurt?"

"To be precise, the way he is now is no different from living on his last breath."

Aces sneered, speechless that he could do this to himself.

Snape's eyes slid over the potion bottle in Asseth's hand, "What do you want to do?"

"A gift, unicorn blood."

Snape frowned in confusion, "You..."

Knowing what Snape was struggling with, Artes explained to him, "I collected these when the unicorn was injured yesterday. Professor, don't worry."

Snape looked away calmly, "Are you going to give this to him?"

"There's nothing we can do. There are too many little wizards here. We can't push him into a hurry, otherwise, no one knows what he will do."

"Besides..."

Artes sat down next to Snape and whispered in his ear.

Snape relaxed his brows, relaxed his body and leaned back.

"This is Dumbledore's business. He will be responsible for the safety of his golden boy."

"And, do you need me to remind you? Animagus."

Aces followed his example and leaned back, "I don't know when there will be a storm. I won't be so unlucky, right?"

"In fact, you are already more unlucky than the average person in the process of learning Animagus."

Thinking of the first stage where he failed several times, Snape couldn't help but smile slightly.

Is it that funny? Even if I fail several times, it’s not without your contribution.

Asseth raised his eyebrows, looked at his smile helplessly, and then couldn't help laughing.

Seeing his smile, Snape suppressed his smile, regained his composure and said, "If you still insist on betting on this stupid possibility, then I can only wish you good luck."

"Provided that you are not stupid enough to transform alone."

Aces was silent for a second and then changed his words calmly, "Okay, then I also wish myself good luck."

Stubborn and ineffective.

Snape stopped talking, looked at him calmly, and said goodbye silently.

Assali didn't move on the sofa, pretending not to understand what Snape meant.

"Professor, can I place some alchemy tools in the cellar?"

Snape stood up and walked into the potions room, leaving only a plain "yes" in the air.

Well, the hard-working workers are online.

Aces rolled up his sleeves and looked around, wondering where to start.

Half an hour later, Asseth looked at his work with satisfaction. He waved his right hand lightly, and the shining prop dimmed, and its ordinary appearance perfectly blended into the cellar.

There was indeed no omission. Asseth lightly knocked on the wooden door of the potion room, "Professor, should I leave first?"

There was a vague response in the quiet potion room, and Asseth turned and left the cellar.

At the door of the cellar, Artes greeted Miss Medusa politely. Miss Medusa had her eyelids tightly closed and had no intention of paying any attention to Artes.

Aces was not annoyed and fixed an alchemy tool next to Miss Medusa, which was like a decoration on the door. It was beautiful and gorgeous.

Then he warned in a gentle voice: "If someone wants to go in, don't stop them too much. The professor has already agreed."

After a pause, he continued,

"I put a small prop here to protect you, please pay attention to your own safety."

Miss Medusa didn't react at all, but seeing her swaying tail, Asses knew that she heard it.

As the footsteps faded away, Miss Medusa quietly opened her eyelids and looked at Asseth's back.

This kid is so considerate, forget it, treat him better next time!

The slender tail is slightly curled, revealing the owner's good mood.