HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces carefully recalled the condition of his arm at that time.

"Hmm... It looks like a red line, spreading from the back of the hand up the arm. There is no discomfort. I don't know what the specific curse is."

Seeing Snape frowning, Artes quickly continued to add, "Suzanne knows that she followed Ram because of this curse. I will ask her tomorrow."

"No need to ask."

Snape lowered his head and looked at the Dark Mark on his arm. Will this be affected by that leaf?

Seeing his thoughtful expression, Asses kept quiet and did not disturb him. By the way, I also thought about how to tell Snape about Prince's property.

While thinking, his fingers habitually touched the tail ring of the family emblem, again and again.

Snape happened to see him move.

I remembered the scene and that sound when everyone at the banquet fell silent.

He asked curiously: "What does this ring represent?"

"This..." Aces followed his gaze and looked down at his little finger.

"The tail ring of the family emblem is a symbol of blood and status. It probably means that my rights are no different from those of the real head of the family, but not in name."

No wonder so many people flocked there.

Snape understood and took out the alchemy ring from his pocket.

"The experiment on that herb will not produce results in a short period of time. I..."

The Potions Master is not good at asking for help, so the next words are a bit difficult for him to say.

Moreover, the discovery and control of this herb was in Susanna's hands. It was okay for him to study it in the castle, but it seemed a bit overreaching when he brought it back to study it.

But he couldn't give up his research on a brand new medicinal herb.

"I've asked my cousin and she doesn't care about these things. I will also compensate her, so Sifu can take them back for study without any worries."

Arthas knew what Snape was struggling with.

He also asked Susanna after he came back from Knockturn Alley, and Susanna gave him all the rights to handle the herbs with three requirements that did not exceed the bottom line.

Snape breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned. "I am the one who wants to study medicinal herbs. What compensation does she need?"

"Are you sure Sev wants to be so clearly separated from me?"

Aces leaned lazily against the window, turning his back to the moonlight and narrowing his charming peach blossom eyes.

"I have already given her compensation. If you want to compensate her, why not compensate me?"

"Give it? What did you give it?" The potion master was careless and did not jump into Ass's trap at all.

"...She likes handsome guys." Ases said sadly after no one was caught in the trap.

"I asked her to go to a place with handsome men and solve the problem of her being forced to get married by her family."

Snape really couldn't help with this problem.

He hesitated for a while, "Then what do you want?"

"!" Asses became energetic when he said this.

He looked at Snape meaningfully.

"Anything is okay!"

"If you think my potion can't poison you, you can try it."

Snape looked at him warningly.

"Okay... let's keep the accounts first and talk about it later."

There was a hint of cunning in Asseth's eyes, and maximizing interests was already an instinct engraved in his bones.

If it were anything else, he would not use such methods on Snape, but this was an exception.

When you keep accounts, you always have to charge interest on that account.

Snape glanced at Asseth coolly and didn't say what it was, which was regarded as acquiescing to his approach.

The Potions Master seemed to be particularly talkative tonight, and Asseth tentatively climbed up the pole.

"Shall I take you back to your room?"

Saying this, regardless of Snape's cold face, Artes sent the person back to the room with a smile on his face.

Of course, if possible, he would prefer the two of them to be in the same room.

Unfortunately, as soon as Snape entered, the door was closed mercilessly.

The strong wind hit him in the face, and Asseth looked at the door a finger's width away from his nose angrily, his heart beating rapidly.

Almost hit it.

A figure walked out of the shadows, and the expression on Asseth's face quickly returned to its previous indifference.

When he looked back, he was once again in charge of Cavendish.

"how is he?"

Aces walked towards his room, followed by the footsteps behind him.

"If I ask clearly, it was Kane who was greedy. He overheard what Mrs. Anna said and felt that you, young master, value love and justice and interests first, so he planned... There was no other person behind it."

Aces let out a sarcastic laugh of unknown meaning.

"This is the first time I know that the two words of valuing love and righteousness and putting interests first can be used together."

"And it's not up to him to decide whether there are other people's hands or feet."

The person reporting the report peeked at Asseth's back in surprise. Unexpectedly, Asses planned to turn the lie into reality and remove part of the outstretched hand.

"Master, what about Kane?"

"Delete all his memories of the magical world and leave him to fend for himself in the Muggle world."

Because Snape was easy to talk to tonight, Artes didn't block Kane's path.

But living like this is not necessarily a good thing for Kane.

"Yes, Master... Master, there are two more things to do."

"explain."

The voice hesitated for a moment before speaking, "The first thing is that the savior Harry Potter ran away from home."

Aces frowned slightly, wondering what this troublesome Potter was up to.

"Is it dangerous?"

"No."

"Then don't worry about him. Just stay alive. Have you found any traces of Blake?"

"Nothing was found. He seems to have a way to avoid detection magic. We at the Ministry of Magic didn't find him either. The Ministry of Magic heard that Fudge planned to send out dementors."

"Keep looking. There are only a few ways to avoid detecting magic. I don't need to tell you what the most likely one is, right?"

The cold voice pierced into the bone marrow, and the hearts of those following Asseth tensed up, and their voices became a little unsteady.

"No...no, don't use it."

"Okay then, what's the second thing?"

"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts is the Remus Lupin you are looking for, Master."

The voice quickly finished the last message as if it was afraid that Asses would be angry.

"Lupin..." Artes muttered, "Don't worry about him for the time being. His identity as a werewolf is a time bomb that will explode sooner or later."

"Compared to him, I care more about the auction houses and major stores. How is their construction going?"

"It's all in the plan. After communicating with several other families, they didn't stop our actions."

"Then continue, I want to see the results before Christmas at the latest."

"Okay, Master."

The reporter in the darkness bowed respectfully and quietly disappeared behind Asseth.

"Black, Lupin, and the rat..."

"Cherish your time now, it won't be that easy later."

The cold moonlight fell on Asseth, matching the coldness in his eyes.