HP: Embrace the Darkness

The lights in the room were dim, and Snape walked up to a room on the second floor without stopping.

The room is simply furnished, with only a bed and some sundries.

Snape placed Artes on the bed and turned to prepare the potion.

Grindelwald was also taken away by him.

He needed to know the truth, and at the same time he was worried about the unconscious Asseth staying with a person of unknown origin.

This guy in particular doesn't seem like a good person.

In the potion room, several bottles in Snape's hand were beating rapidly, and several bottles of potion were floating in the air.

Soon, bottles of magic potion were taking shape under his hands.

During the preparation of the potion, he sternly questioned Grindelwald, trying to understand what happened from his mouth.

Grindelwald didn't answer any of his questions, and only said that he would wait until Artes woke up.

When Snape pressed him again, he said he didn't know.

Grindelwald's mouth was unusually tough, and he refused to take in oil, salt, or both soft and hard food.

He circled around a sentence, and in the end there was no answer.

It was rare for a double agent to fail one person after another, and he was so angry that he could hardly suppress his anger.

The wand in his hand is also ready to move.

Grindelwald noticed his actions and said quickly: "Wait, I am his friend."

Snape's eyes pierced him hard.

"It better be this way."

After speaking, his eyes gradually became hollow, suppressing the rising anger.

Before his anger was completely suppressed, Ass's words came to mind.

"Shut up!"

Grindelwald looked at him strangely.

There were only two of them here. Who was Snape talking to?

Snape gritted his teeth, not even looking at Grindelwald.

Finally, he stopped Occlumency and tied Grindelwald to a chair in anger.

Grindelwald still didn't resist.

He knew how important Snape was to Arthas.

He let Snape vent his anger now so that there would be no quarrel when Artes woke up.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that Asses wouldn't be able to breathe and would just die.

The old man sighed in his heart: Al should really be shown this great act of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

In this way, without knowing it, the Potions Master achieved a feat that no one in the wizarding world had succeeded in - tying up Grindelwald with an ordinary rope.

Snape, who had achieved the feat, took the potion that had just been released, six or seven bottles in total.

Turn around and prepare to leave.

Seeing that Snape had no intention of taking him with him, Grindelwald clamored to follow him.

Snape saw the shadow of another person in him, and the anger in his eyes grew brighter.

Grindelwald was not afraid and continued to shout. Snape couldn't bear it anymore and waved his wand and floated over with the chair.

In the room, Asseth was lying quietly on the bed, his face frighteningly pale, and dripping with cold sweat.

Snape came to the bed and looked down at him, his eyes dark and heavy, not knowing what he was thinking.

Grindelwald sat on the chair, craned his head anxiously, and was extremely anxious when he saw Snape motionless.

Just when he couldn't help but urge, Snape finally made a move.

He bent down and helped Asseth up.

The skin he touched was extremely cold to the touch. Snape's hands kept moving, but his face became even colder.

He sat down on the bed and leaned the unconscious Asseth on his shoulders.

Just leaning on the shoulder is not stable.

The man's eyes were closed tightly, his body was swaying, and he was about to fall down.

Without hesitation, Snape put his left hand around Arthur's shoulder and held him firmly on his shoulder.

At the same time, he raised his left hand and pinched Ass's face to force him to open his mouth.

The potion was poured in bit by bit, and then overflowed from his lips and dripped on his clothes.

Snape pursed his lips, put down the potion bottle, took out the handkerchief from Ass's pocket, and wiped him clean.

Then he continued to feed the magic potion.

After the potion entered his mouth, Asseth's pale face finally looked a little better, but only a little.

Snape's eyes were filled with anger, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he was cursing in his mind.

"It took almost six bottles of blood-replenishing potions and a lot of magic potions before my complexion recovered a little.

How much blood did this bastard lose? "

Grindelwald's expression on the side was not good either.

He had previously thought about how Asses would react when he found out about this.

But I didn't expect that Asses would be so cruel to me.

He looked at Snape and sighed secretly.

In other words, being so serious about this person.

Snape took a deep breath to suppress his throbbing anger and carefully checked Artes' condition again.

Things are getting better, but not enough.

The potion master assessed Ass's physical endurance and turned around to prepare some more potions.

Grindelwald was tied up in the room. After he left, he tried to move to the bed.

The chair creaked under his movements.

Just as he was trying to move, the door was suddenly opened with great force.

Snape is back.

But his face didn't look very good, and he didn't hold any magic potion in his hand.

Grindelwald, who was startled by his sudden appearance, subconsciously thought that he was going to give up on Artes, and quickly asked:

"Where's the medicine? Isn't it dispensing medicine?"

Only then did Snape remember that there was someone here. He looked back at Grindelwald and asked reluctantly:

"The potion lacks dragon blood. Do you have dragon blood in your body?"

He asked unceremoniously, raising the wand in his hand and pointing it directly at Grindelwald.

It seemed that if Grindelwald had it, he would take it by force if he refused to give it to him.

Grindelwald: "Do I look like someone who has this thing to you?"

Snape heard this and looked at him carefully.

The black robe on Grindelwald has the Cavendish family crest on the edge. It should belong to Asseth. The clothes inside are not shabby, but they are not bad.

It really doesn't look like he can take out dragon's blood at will.

Snape looked away and looked at Arthas.

Grindelwald felt as if he had been despised just now, and kicked his chair unhappily.

As he was kicking, he saw Snape reaching out to Artes on the bed.

Under Grindelwald's gaze, this hand slid towards the alchemy ring on Asseth's hand.

Grindelwald, who had been looked down upon just now, immediately sat upright and prepared to regain his place.

As soon as he opened his mouth and before the taunt came out, Grindelwald saw Snape opening the ring.

The ring was actually opened!

This time, Grindelwald stopped taunting and even kicked the chair.

He stared at Snape's actions with wide eyes.

Snape seemed to be unskilled and fumbled in the ring for a while before taking out a bottle of red liquid.

He picked it up and shook it, then opened it and smelled it.

He made sure it was the dragon's blood he wanted before covering it again.

This scene, Grindelwald thought was both unexpected and reasonable.

He thought he was pretty accurate at judging people, and he had been with Ass for so long, so he naturally knew roughly what kind of person Ass was.

And if Asses can come to him, it means that he understands what he wants.

Now that he understood what he meant, Artes had absolutely no reservations about Snape, but he didn't expect that he would even give permission to the alchemy ring.

Grindelwald's mood was somewhat complicated.

Snape was also a little surprised when he held the dragon's blood.

He just had no other choice, so he thought of giving it a try, but he didn't expect it to be so easy and successful.