HP: Embrace the Darkness

Snape said nothing. Facing such a strange Arthur, he didn't know what to say.

On the other hand, Asseth wiped his hands as if nothing had happened and used a few more cleaning spells on himself.

"Sev, you don't need to pay attention to what he said. He will never appear in front of you or me in the future."

"You have killed someone." Snape said firmly.

He frowned just now not only because of Asseth's behavior.

It was also because he felt genuine murderous intent in Asses.

It is impossible for someone who has never killed anyone to have such a strong murderous aura, even if he has killed few people.

Aces made a move, but he didn't expect Snape's focus to be on this.

In the faint moonlight, he carefully looked at Snape's face.

Snape's face was a bit ugly, dark and unclear, as if he was avoiding something.

"Sev, what are you afraid of?"

Artes asked bluntly, and then continued to ask without waiting for Snape to answer.

"Are you afraid that I will become the third Dark Lord?"

"Or are you afraid that I will become Voldemort and surpass Voldemort?"

"That's enough, what are you talking about?" Snape shouted coldly.

"That's why you're worried about me."

Aces seemed to be sure of something pleasant, and even the corners of his mouth that had not relaxed since just now relaxed.

"Don't worry, Sev."

"I'm fine. I killed the right person."

"And you know, these things are inevitable for me. Even if I deliberately avoid them now, I won't be able to avoid them in the future."

"Maybe I don't even have to wait until the future. The moment I escape, my father will come back from Germany and make me adapt to this even if it is forced."

Aces spoke lightly, but Snape saw a flash of apprehension on his face.

Is it because of killing or because of...

"You ask me what I'm afraid of, but what about you? What are you afraid of?"

What are you afraid of? Afraid of your alienation and strangeness.

Of course, it was impossible for Asseth to say this.

So he was just stunned for a moment, then tentatively took Snape's hand and tried to change the subject.

"I have to say, this outfit suits you very well."

"I have to say, your method of changing the subject is very poor." The cellar snake king's yin and yang aura was still at its peak, blocking all Assis's words at once.

If the occasion wasn't inappropriate, he would still be the one being offended.

Maybe Asseth would laugh out loud.

A smile flashed across his eyes quickly, but Snape didn't dare to notice it.

"You seem to have some problems with my understanding? Asseth.

You think I am a good person, but I will beat you and kill you because of the things you did.

Ha, if you really think so.

As your potions professor, I suggest you drink potions to replenish your brain. "

Being reluctantly told what he was thinking, Artes bowed his head in guilt and was scolded.

Not quite, but it's true.

"I'm a Death Eater, Arthas."

Snape's voice was heavy, rising and falling in the misty night.

Aces held his hand tightly.

"I'm worse than you think. You may not know that in the years following the Dark Lord, I have done everything I should and shouldn't do.

It can be said that if it were not for Dumbledore, the old bee, I should be in Azkaban now.

So, I won’t blame you for a few damn people. "

Snape's voice hit Arthur's heart hard, making him feel sour in his heart.

"Sev, I was wrong."

Snape's face was cold and heavy due to memories, and there was an indescribable hollow feeling.

At this moment, Artes seemed to see Snape, who was always separated from the world when he first entered school.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have thought that way."

Asseth quickly pulled him over and apologized to him.

Seeing that Snape still didn't say a word, Artes let go.

The silver hair fell down in an instant, and the eyes that should have been blue were completely white.

The moonlight fell, covering it with a layer of haze.

Looking up, he looked calm and ruthless.

For a moment, Snape felt that the person in front of him was even stranger than before.

It even made him feel a sense of fear.

"you……"

The calmness in his eyes was broken, and human emotions flowed into his eyes bit by bit.

Artes half lowered his eyes and looked at Snape with an extremely serious and pious look.

"Sev, there is one thing I have never told you..."

"What did I see from you in the Forbidden Forest when I regained my human body as a little white tiger."

"What do you see?"

Aces smiled softly.

In this state, he has silver hair and white eyes, and his smile is worldly and compassionate, just like a god overlooking all living beings.

Out of reach

This word suddenly appeared in Snape's mind, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the white nightgown.

Then, he heard Aces' voice that was so gentle that it was almost enveloped by the moonlight.

"I saw your soul, pure white breaking out of the darkness."

"Sev, no one in the world can do this better than you."

Even if it were him, there's no guarantee that he would become the Potions Professor he is now.

The greater possibility is that after he possesses powerful enough abilities, he can directly destroy the entire magical world indiscriminately.

Artes didn't say the next words, but Snape could feel his faint murderous intention.

Killing intent?

Snape looked up in surprise.

Silver light flashed, and Artes returned to his original state, looking at Snape with a smile.

"So Sifu, my understanding of you is completely correct. I wasn't afraid that you would yell to kill me just now. I just felt that I was too unfamiliar to you."

Two pairs of equally deep black eyes stared at each other for a long time.

"Compared to the you in your mouth, I feel that you are stranger just now."

"Ok?"

Aces blinked, not understanding Snape's words.

"The me just now? Was it when I had silver hair? Why is it even stranger? Haven't I seen it before?"

"Your eyes didn't look like humans back then."

Snape didn't know how to describe that feeling, so he could only throw out an adjective.

"Too bland."

"How could it be? I obviously feel that it is full of feelings for you."

Snape glared at the skittish man.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, scold me when you are angry, don't be angry, too much anger is bad for your health."

Artes laughed at the joke, hugged Snape, and pretended to slap him on the back.

Where Snape couldn't see him, his eyes were full of coldness.

"open."

Asseth obediently let go of his hand and stood at attention, waiting for the scolding.

Surprisingly, Snape did not continue to scold him, but instead brought up the old score from the banquet just now.

"So your mission to Knockturn Alley is to kill people, and that's why the curse is on you?"

It's better to continue scolding.

Aces complained in his heart, but explained honestly.

"...Yes, that person's name is Ram, who is good at cursing."

"What kind of curse?"

Seeing that Snape was not going to pursue him, Artes was relieved.