HP: Embrace the Darkness

As soon as his feet hit the ground, the little white tiger disappeared and was replaced by Asseth.

Nina grabbed the hem of Ass's clothes, looked him up and down, and then asked worriedly.

"Master Asseth, how are you? Are you okay?"

Merlin knew how afraid the group of elves were that something would happen to the young master since Asseth appeared at the manor covered in blood.

The Cavendish family has a long history, and the cultural inheritance makes each generation of owners gentle and polite, even to their elves, giving them enough respect, for which they are grateful.

And Asseth was the one they watched grow up, so no matter what, she would protect Master Asseth at all costs.

"I'm fine..."

Asseth composed himself.

The breath just now made him feel a great threat under the Animagus, and he was still frightened for a moment.

"Nina, please be careful these days and don't use walking when going back and forth."

Nina's eyes were filled with emotion when she looked at Asseth. This is their young master, their gentle young master, she choked slightly.

"Okay, Master, Nina will protect herself. By the way, Master, do you want to tell Professor Snape about this?"

"Well, I'll tell him tomorrow. I happen to have some time recently."

He has already dealt with the most difficult things, and the rest is relatively simple and will not take up too much of his time.

But before he could tell Snape, an accident happened.

In the corridor, holding the girl who fainted in his arms, Artes was rarely at a loss.

When he saw Elise, he dared to say that he had never wanted to see someone so much in his life.

"gentlemen?"

Not far away, Elise walked towards Asseth quickly. When she saw his movements, she stopped and looked at the unconscious girl in his arms with confusion.

"Sir, what is this?"

Artes picked up the fainted girl and put it in Elise's hand, "Weasley's little daughter, you take her to the infirmary first."

"Okay, sir."

Elise took the girl, said goodbye to Asseth, and walked steadily towards the infirmary.

Aces then relaxed.

Merlin knew that when the girl fell into his arms, his magic spell was ready. If he hadn't seen the girl's face in time, he would have thrown the wand away.

Patting his clothes and smoothing out the wrinkles, Artes looked thoughtfully in the direction Ginny came from.

At that moment, he seemed to feel the breath of a Horcrux on Ginny?

Horcrux?

His expression turned strange, and he walked quickly towards the direction Ginny had come from.

When we walked to the corner, we saw that the small corner was almost blocked by water, and there were whispers from the crowd.

What is happening?

Aces' eyes scanned the crowd, and when he saw the bright platinum head in front of him, he walked over.

"What happened? Draco."

Draco, who was standing at the front of the crowd watching the show, froze and did not dare to look back.

"Draco?"

Aces rubbed his head without knowing why, "What's wrong with you?"

Hearing that there was no displeasure in Artes's voice, Draco felt relieved. As long as Artes didn't come to hold him accountable for reading the savior joke, everything would be fine.

"What happened?" Draco gloated, "The savior killed Filch's cat, and Filch caught him."

After hearing his words, Asseth looked at the panicked savior and the angry Filch, and then at the cat hanging on the shelf, his eyes slightly narrowed to hide the sudden realization inside.

"Potter, I'm going to kill you!"

An angry voice sounded, and Filch lost his mind and lifted Harry's collar.

Just as Artes was hesitating to help Harry, Dumbledore's voice came from behind the crowd.

"Argus..."

The young wizards let go from the middle to make way for one person, and Dumbledore walked over with several professors.

As he passed by Snape, Artes quickly raised his head and looked at him.

After passing through the crowd and seeing Mrs. Norris hanging in mid-air, Dumbledore's expression became solemn and he turned to shout instructions to all the young wizards.

"Now everyone, go back to the lounge immediately."

There was a low-pitched uproar, but soon under the organization of the prefects, the young wizards left the scene one after another.

Only the prefects of each grade are still checking the students in their own colleges one by one to ensure that they will not be left behind.

The three Harrys also wanted to turn around and leave, but the old man's voice came again, "You three, stay."

Harry and Ron's bodies froze, and Hermione calmed down a little, reaching out to pull them back.

The little wizard quickly disappeared.

Apart from Dumbledore and a few professors, the only ones present now were Harry, Ron, Hermione and Arthur.

"Mr. Cavendish?"

Dumbledore turned to look at Artes. The old man's eyes were blazing. Artes seemed not to feel it and spoke without changing his expression.

"I'm sorry for not following instructions. There's just something I think the professors and Mr. Weasley should know, especially Mrs. Pomfrey and Mr. Weasley."

Dumbledore's eyes behind the crescent mirror narrowed slightly, and several professors also looked at Artes strangely.

Ron said bluntly, "Tell me, is there anything I should know?"

Asseth's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the old man.

"Miss Weasley just fainted...fainted. I have asked Elise to send her to the school infirmary."

"I just didn't expect something like this to happen here. I was worried that there was no one in the school infirmary, so I stayed to inform Madam Pomfrey."

"Oh my God!"

"Thank you, Mr. Cavendish, I think I should go back."

Madam Pomfrey hurriedly greeted Dumbledore and turned away anxiously.

Ron's face turned ugly, and he glared at Artes, "Is it you! Is it..."

"Oh, Mr. Weasley, I think you should be concerned about Miss Weasley's situation now instead of attacking an innocent passerby."

Snape sneered and spoke slowly to Ron who was losing his mind.

"It just makes you look brainless."

Harry and Hermione quickly grabbed Ron, fearing that he would lose control in front of the principal and professors.

Artes ignored Ron and looked at Dumbledore who didn't know what he was thinking.

"Principal Dumbledore, that's all I have to say. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Oh, of course, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Cavendish."

After receiving the agreement, Asseth smiled and greeted the professors present, then turned and left.

On the way back, Artes was lost in thought, and the hand hanging down by his side clenched unconsciously.

The prophecies have changed, but they have not changed.