HP: Embrace the Darkness

Cynthia came back quickly, followed by a strange unicorn.

That unicorn was stronger and taller than Cynthia. Its soft silver light made it the most dazzling presence among a group of unicorns.

"Hello, Asseth."

"as well as……"

Snape: "Severus Snape"

"Oh and Severus, nice to meet you, I'm Zafar."

"Hello, Zafar, that's a really nice name."

Aces was the first to respond, while Snape nodded slightly towards it.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"I'm sorry about the cancellation of blessing transmission. Even we can't do anything about it."

Artes looked at Snape, "Professor? This..."

Cynthia couldn't help but interrupt, "I remember what I told you before, don't you remember?"

"...I think you've said that before?"

Aces thought for a moment and said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Snape glanced at him mockingly, what a troll.

"I was just recovering and my mind was really confused."

Aces explained helplessly.

"Then can you pass on your blessings completely?"

"No problem at all."

After receiving a positive answer, Artes looked at Snape.

"professor?"

Snape narrowed his eyes slightly. Since it couldn't be broken off, it wouldn't be impossible to study it.

"can."

He nodded in agreement.

Perhaps because Zafar is exceptionally powerful, the process of perfecting the blessing is simpler than imagined.

It just pointed its horn at Snape's finger, and the pattern on it became clearly visible.

Aces and Snape looked at each other at the same time, and they could feel the connection between them strengthening.

Aces curiously used magic power to touch the pattern. Under the influence of magic power, the two of them could even clearly feel each other's position.

Feel the location...

Snape suddenly regretted it.

He is a double agent and should not have such a deep bond with Asseth.

Especially in the case of...

A slight struggle and hesitation flashed in Snape's calm eyes, which soon turned into calm.

"Since there is no way to remove it, is there any way to cut off this blessing?"

He spoke suddenly, drawing everyone's attention to him.

The calm and somewhat indifferent gaze fell on Zafar, causing him to feel chills.

"Professor, what's wrong?"

Asseth looked at him in confusion, wondering why he suddenly changed his mind. The professor in his impression was not someone who would go back on his word.

Snape didn't look at him and continued to ask in a stiff tone, his tone becoming increasingly serious, "Is there any way to isolate this blessing?"

Zafar and Cynthia looked at Snape and then at Asseth, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Aces?"

They were more willing to listen to the familiar Arthas than Snape.

Artes was silent, looking down at the pattern of Snape's fingers and not knowing what he was thinking.

Silence spread in the air, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

After a while, Asseth raised his head to break the silence, "Zafar, is there any way to isolate it?"

Zafar nodded his head lightly, "Yes."

"only……"

It hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Are you really sure? After the blessing is isolated, it is difficult to unlock, and the possibility is almost zero."

Almost zero?

This time Snape didn't answer immediately. He rubbed the pattern with his fingertips, feeling hesitant again.

He had always been decisive and rarely hesitated like that, but he didn't expect that it would be difficult to untie the blessing after it was cut off.

And such an approach is undoubtedly a waste of this magical blessing of Assasi.

While he was still hesitating, Ass's voice sounded.

"We're sure."

Asseth ignored Cynthia's disapproving look and looked at Zafar.

He could roughly guess what Snape was thinking and could understand his thoughts.

If that was his wish, he didn't want to embarrass him.

Aces...

Snape's pale lips were tightened by him, almost forming a straight line.

"Well, I'm sorry."

Zafar said, walking between the two.

The process of isolation was equally short. The silvery white magic surrounded the two people, getting brighter and brighter, and finally dissipated in the air.

The moment the magic disappeared, the two people clearly felt that a connection between them was severed.

Aces tried touching the pattern with his magic, but nothing else happened.

He looked at Snape and said, "Okay, Professor."

Snape's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still said nothing.

He never had to explain anything to anyone.

On the way back to the castle from the Forbidden Forest, Artes wanted to say something several times, but Snape calmly avoided him.

When he was about to leave the Forbidden Forest, Artes couldn't help but pull Snape's sleeve.

"Professor, won't you listen to what I have to say?"

Snape stopped, turned his back to him, his eyes were empty, and said sarcastically, "Why should I listen to your accusations?"

His mocking tone was like a high wall between the two of them. The person who was within reach a few days ago became out of reach.

Aces couldn't stand this feeling. He grabbed the hand on the sleeve and clasped the wrist, pulling the person over with force.

"What? Are you planning to attack a professor or your dean in the Forbidden Forest?"

Snape threw his hand away with great force, and Asseth's hand hit the tree next to him with a dull sound.

"Then maybe I should praise you for your bravery?"

Snape's voice paused, but Artes remained calm and seized the opportunity to explain.

"Professor misunderstood. I didn't mean that. It wasn't an accusation or an attack. I just wanted to have a chat with the professor. It was inconvenient for Cynthia and the others to be here just now."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, blocking the way out of the Forbidden Forest. Ignoring Snape's murderous look, he continued.

"This is my fault. It was because I didn't consider the professor's feelings at the beginning and passed on my blessings. It was also because I later asked the professor to help me with my research and recklessly deepened the mark."

"So what the professor did was not wrong. Professors don't need to think so much. Everyone has the right to choose."

The right to choose?

No, he never has.

Aces' words aroused Snape's anger, and he was extremely disgusted with such an unfair fate.

"Have you said enough? Just step aside. My wand is not as easy to talk to as I am."

His angry eyes became hollow, and he raised his wand and pointed it directly at Asseth.

Seeing the emptiness in Snape's eyes, Artes felt powerless for a moment.

Why do you habitually use Occlumency to block your emotions?

As they walked back again, both of them were silent. As soon as they returned to the basement intersection, Snape threw off his robe and left directly.

Aces stood silently at the intersection, staring at his leaving figure.

When the black robe completely disappeared around the corner, he turned back to the common room.

After this incident ended, Asseth returned to his normal college life, running back and forth between classrooms, cellars, auditoriums, and dormitories at four o'clock every day.

Although they broke up on bad terms in the end, the two still had a tacit understanding to maintain a life of confinement.

Aces would take the initiative to work voluntarily in the cellar and take over tasks such as correcting papers during his spare time.

And Snape would also give sharp instructions on his potions in his free time.

The brief quarrel seemed to have never existed before and disappeared between the two of them.