HP: Embrace the Darkness

Hermione's eyes wandered around the white tiger, flashing with eagerness.

Ron pulled her and pointed at Harry.

"Stop looking, look at what's going on Harry."

At this time, Harry's eyes were closed tightly, and he was lying on the car seat in a cold sweat. The man in black squatted next to him with a worried look on his face.

"Oh, Harry! What's wrong with you?"

Hermione and Ron rushed over, carefully lifted Harry up, and laid him down on the seat.

The man in black checked and got the result.

"He was just unconscious."

Hermione and Ron breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the result.

Then the two of them gathered around Harry, calling repeatedly in an attempt to wake him up.

"Harry? Harry? Wake up."

It seems like someone is calling me? Harry slowly opened his eyes when he realized someone was calling him.

As soon as he woke up, he groped around as a habit.

Hermione knew what he was looking for at a glance, picked up the glasses from the floor and handed them to him.

Harry felt the familiar glasses and quickly put them on.

Only then was he able to see everything around him clearly.

"Here, have a piece of chocolate." The man in black took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Harry.

Harry took it, sat up and looked around blankly.

His eyes stayed on the white tiger lying lazily at the door for a long time.

He remembered that a white light had saved him just now. Was it this white tiger?

Hermione saw him looking at the white tiger and explained to him softly, "This is Mr. Cavendish's patron saint."

"Patronus?"

He repeated the word slowly.

"Yes, it's the Invoking Guardian, a magic spell." Hermione continued to explain.

"Then what was that thing just now?"

Harry was still frightened by what he had just experienced, and even his voice was a little unsteady when he spoke.

"The one just now is a dementor. It sucks people's happiness, so the Ministry of Magic uses it as a guard in Azkaban."

"I should be looking for Sirius Black when I come out this time. Don't worry, that Patronus is very powerful. With it, the Dementors can't get in and are gone."

The person who explained this time was the man in black, the werewolf Lupine.

"Do you know the owner of this patron saint?"

Lupine looked carefully at the powerful patron saint outside who never left.

For a patron saint that can last for so long and be so powerful, its owner must not be weak. I just don’t know why such a character appears on the Hogwarts Express.

Because of his identity as a werewolf, Lu Ping lived in poverty, making daily life a problem.

If Dumbledore hadn't come to visit him, he still wouldn't know where to find a way to make money, and naturally he wouldn't know much about Cavendish, which had become famous over the years.

"Mr. Cavendish, he is a student at Hogwarts."

Only a few people knew about the news that Artes graduated early. Hermione naturally didn't know and thought that Artes went to school by train.

"student?"

Lupine was a little shocked. Why didn't he know that the students at Hogwarts were so powerful now?

"Yes, Mr. Cavendish is very strong." Hermione looked a little yearning on her face.

Ron couldn't refute this, so he responded.

Harry kept looking at the white tiger outside while several people were talking.

White Tiger felt his gaze, looked over, and flicked his tail lazily.

The panic and fear in Harry's heart disappeared inexplicably with Bai Hu's simple movement.

The guardian white tiger stayed until the train stopped, then turned into a point of light and disappeared in front of the little wizard.

"This is so cool, I have to learn this magic."

"Let's study together, that is..."

"Two tigers."

The red-haired twins still had a tacit understanding.

Asses, who was passing by, heard their heroic words and wanted to tell them that everyone's patron saint was different, and what they summoned was not necessarily a white tiger.

But judging from their enthusiasm and eagerness to try, Asses still did not break their illusions.

The little wizards got out of the car in a bustle.

Aces put on the Disillusionment Curse, walked out of the little wizard, and came to the Hogwarts Hall alone in advance.

In the auditorium, all the professors had already arrived. Only Dumbledore and the Potions Master were missing from the teachers' table.

Aces guessed that Snape was still studying his leaves in the cellar, and he might visit some later.

Upon seeing Asseth, the professors came up to greet him warmly.

After the other professors said hello, Professor Sprout stepped forward and patted Asseth gently on the shoulder.

"Oh, Professor Cavendish, I'm sorry I couldn't attend the dinner, but I need to look after the 'residents' who live in Hogwarts."

"They can't live without me."

"I understand, Professor Sprout."

Aces had already received a reply from this gentle witch, so naturally he wouldn't mind that much.

"Speaking of 'residents', Hogwarts may be getting a brand new 'resident' in the future."

Professor Sprout's eyes flashed with surprise.

She naturally knew that the 'residents' in Asseth's words meant the same as what she meant, referring to the herbs in the greenhouse.

that……

"Professor Cavendish discovered a new herb?"

"It's not me, it's my cousin Susanna. She should be almost at Hogwarts by now."

As soon as Asses finished speaking, a head popped out of the auditorium.

"I thought I heard someone calling my name."

When Susanna saw Asseth, she immediately ran over on her high heels.

"Artes Cavendish! I asked you to deal with them, not me. Besides, what kind of teaching assistant do you, a professor, need?"

She glared at Asseth angrily.

Aces didn't panic at all and spoke slowly, "You can stop their mouths by my side. Does this count as solving them? Besides..."

Aces deliberately lowered his voice and whispered something in Susanna's ear.

Suzanne's expression quickly turned serious.

"I'm willing to accept this assistant position without any hesitation."

Although Susanna doesn't like alchemy, she grew up in an alchemist family and is no stranger to alchemy. Some basic alchemy knowledge is easy for her.

There was nothing he could do about Asses asking her to be a teaching assistant.

He has too many things to do and doesn't have time to deal with too many trivial matters, so he can only find someone to share them with.

It just so happened that Suzanne met all of her requirements, and she also wanted to see a handsome guy.

So I was directly recruited by him as an assistant coach.

As Arthur expected, the Potions Master walked into the Great Hall of Hogwarts at the last moment.

He was wearing the same alchemy robe as usual.

As I approached, a strong herbal smell hit me, and I knew I had just walked out of the potion room.

Aces liked the taste very much.

Seeing Arthas sitting on the teacher's bench, Snape paused inaudibly, and then sat down next to him.

Being buried in the potion room these days, I almost forgot that Artes was already the alchemy professor at Hogwarts.