HP: Embrace the Darkness

Grindelwald didn't hear what Artes said clearly, so he walked quickly to him and asked:

"What did you say?"

Ever since he walked out of the room, Ass' eyes had been falling on the grass not far away.

Now that he heard Grindelwald's question, he turned to look at Grindelwald.

"I didn't say anything...Can you do me a favor? Gellert."

dangerous!

Grindelwald's life-saving radar buzzed crazily, and he took two steps back to the side warily.

"Well... tell me what you are doing for me first, and then I'll see if I can help you."

"Speak in another place."

After saying that, Asseth took the lead and walked towards the place he had been staring at just now.

His speed was very slow. As he walked, his eyes slowly crossed both sides of the road.

Everything on the street corresponds one-to-one with the images in my memory.

The expensive shoes under your feet made a crisp sound when they hit the ground, which was incompatible with the shabby road.

Aces frowned in discomfort, a glimmer of light flashed across the soles of his shoes, and the sound of the shoes hitting the ground quietly disappeared.

Soon, the two came to the grassland.

Aces looked at the trees in the distance.

Grindelwald stood behind him and looked at him cautiously.

"Don't worry, I'm still sane, so I won't be so crazy that you die here."

Aces's voice echoed in the air.

Grindelwald smiled awkwardly, "Isn't it because of your condition that something is wrong?"

"——Wait, how do you know what I'm thinking? You didn't even look into my eyes even though it was Legilimency."

Grindelwald's eyes changed and he asked in shock.

"This is the case with Occlumency, and the same is true with Legilimency. Asseth, what's going on?"

"That's why I asked you for help."

Asseth withdrew his gaze from the tree in the distance and turned to look at Grindelwald.

"You and Dumbledore are supposed to be the most powerful wizards of our time?"

"It goes without saying that Al is the one protecting those rubbish, otherwise..."

Grindelwald's face was filled with disdain.

Time had made him much calmer than in his youth, but only to Dumbledore.

To others, he is still the arrogant and arrogant Grindelwald.

Asseth stretched out his hand towards Grindelwald.

In his hand was the wand that had been hidden behind his back just now.

Grindelwald looked at the wand and remembered Arthas' helpless behavior just now.

His face immediately twitched uncontrollably, revealing a half-smiling smile.

Aces moved his wrist and waved his wand threateningly at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald immediately suppressed his smile with difficulty, but the expression on his face was still distorted.

With a strange expression, he reached out and took the wand from Asseth's hand.

He pouted in disgust when he got the wand.

"What a broken wand."

Seeing Grindelwald take away the wand, Artes faced him and took two steps back.

He waved his hand and cast a spell around him.

"Attack me."

"...?"

A question mark slowly rose in Grindelwald's eyes, after he realized what Artes had said.

Seeing what Asseth meant was as horrifying as seeing Merlin come alive.

"You want me to hit you?"

Aces frowned depressedly and repeated again.

"Take your wand and hit me with a spell."

Grindelwald saw that he didn't look like he was joking, and his expression was even more difficult to explain.

The wand in his hand was slowly raised.

"Then I'm here?"

Ace nodded, staring intently at the wand.

"Am I really here?"

Ace then nodded.

Then, under his gaze, the wand showed a little red light and then went out.

The scene suddenly fell into embarrassment...

"What a broken wand!"

The next second, a red light came out accompanied by Grindelwald's yelling and cursing.

Asses retreated, and a stone wall took his place, completely taking over the spell.

Then he looked at Grindelwald with an indescribable look.

After receiving the look in Asseth's eyes, Grindelwald's old face became a little helpless.

"Mistake, this is a mistake, do it again!"

He flicked his wand again, and spells flew out one after another.

As if to make up for the humiliation just now, Grindelwald threw a lot of curses this time.

Asses stood still, and stone walls and armor spells appeared out of thin air around him, accurately blocking Grindelwald's spell.

Not a single one is left.

Grindelwald's eyes widened in disbelief, muttering something about the impossibility.

Then he continued waving his wand.

This time his expression was much more serious.

A swirling curse raged across the clearing.

Asses, who was under siege, stood in the center of the curse attack without moving a step, and his whole body was unscathed.

Finally, Grindelwald gave up the wand in his hand, and the silent and wandless spell flew towards Artes silently.

The curse's landing point was uncertain, and even its trajectory was unpredictable, but Asseth didn't even move his eyes, and the curse was completely blocked.

"Those people should really be allowed to see what it means to be a genius."

Grindelwald gave up the attack and stared at Artes muttering to himself, his eyes extremely excited.

Aces looked down at the messy grass and thought.

In this way, the grass automatically changed back to its original appearance in the eyes of the two of them.

"Are you Merlin?"

Grindelwald asked sincerely.

He has seen so many geniuses, but this is the first time he has seen such an outrageous genius.

He can guarantee that the guy who calls himself "Voldemort" is not that outrageous.

As for why he doesn't need to compare it himself.

You know everything.

I don't know why, but when he heard Grindelwald's words, Artes' heart moved.

The haze in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Grindelwald was observing Asseth's expression, and this change naturally fell into his eyes.

I finally let go of my worries.

"It seems that I have helped you."

"Well, almost."

Artes answered Grindelwald's question nonchalantly, his eyes still staring at the trees in the distance.

Grindelwald really didn't understand what was so interesting about a tree that could be seen everywhere. He looked at it for so long without seeing any difference.

Driven by curiosity, he asked this question.

Faced with his question, Asseth just looked at the tree, at the leaves swaying in the wind, and at the fallen shadow.

"To you, this tree is nothing special, but to me, this tree means something special."

The explanation was vague, as if he had answered and yet not answered.

But Grindelwald understood instantly and laughed:

"Why don't you just say that you miss people when you see things? You still have to say it in such a roundabout way."

Speaking of this, Grindelwald couldn't help but ask the question that had troubled him for a long time.

He wanted to ask from the beginning, but Ates was unconscious and self-harming at the time.

"Aces, did you find a successful ending in it?"

Hearing this, Asseth's expression instantly dimmed.

"No, no matter what I do, the outcome will be the same. Even if I kill Voldemort, something will happen to him for various reasons."

"This is the terrible thing about predetermined destiny. The prophecy can indeed be changed, but the ending remains the same."

Grindelwald sighed.

"So many times, it is better to go with the fate than to bother changing the fate."

Grindelwald still couldn't help but persuade him. He really couldn't help but watch Artes sink deeper and deeper.

But he didn't plan to persuade him too much. If Asses was unwilling this time, he wouldn't bring up the topic again.