HP: Embrace the Darkness

Snape waited for Artes in the study for nearly an hour, but did not see him.

At the same time, Artes, who was in the study of the safe house outside Hogwarts, stared at the map in his hand in silence for a long time.

He didn't expect Snape to be so persistent, waiting in the office and not moving for so long.

Aces stared for a while, waved his hand to create a mirror, and saw the pale face of the man inside.

"What should I do? How can I keep hiding when you are like this..."

The fingertips traced the unmoved name with nostalgia, and the sigh was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

In the end, Snape still didn't wait for Artes. He quickly left the alchemy office with an angry look on his face, swinging his black robe.

Susanna was trembling and silent, not even daring to say hello.

In the following days, Snape, who suffered successive setbacks, took time to come out of the cellar to look for Artes from time to time.

But Artes deliberately avoided him and spent very little time in Hogwarts.

Except during class time, I live in a house outside.

In addition, Aces has the alchemy map to monitor Snape's movements, and he can also use his "authority" to apparate beyond the restrictions of Hogwarts.

After such a long time, Snape actually didn't catch him even once.

It was also at this time that Snape discovered that in the huge Hogwarts, if Artes hadn't taken the initiative to appear in front of him.

The intersection between him and Asseth is actually not much.

A Potions Professor, an Alchemy Professor.

The classes are staggered, and even the floors where they are held are different. Only the office is closer.

It doesn't mean anything that the office is close. No matter how close it is, there is still a certain distance. It is impossible for the two of them to go out at the same time every time.

Hogwarts is so big, under normal circumstances they might not even have a chance to meet.

It's Arthas who keeps creating chances.

When he realized this, the angry potion master who had failed several times in succession was squatting at the door of the alchemy classroom!

He didn't believe that no one could be caught this time.

Standing at the door of the alchemy classroom, looking at Asseth talking endlessly on the podium, the rising anger on Snape's face gradually disappeared, and instead he was a little dazed.

He didn't know why, but after not seeing him for a few days, he felt as if he hadn't seen this person in a long time, and it felt like he was a lifetime away.

So why on earth was this bastard avoiding him.

Thinking of this, and remembering Miss Medusa's words, Snape carefully looked at Ass's face, but found no clues.

As he looked around, Snape suddenly remembered the first time Artes taught him a substitute lesson.

At that time, Assis was not so experienced in taking classes. To master the class perfectly, he still needed to watch from the side.

But now Asseth is on his own and doesn't need anyone to calm him down.

Speaking of which, this seemed to be the first time he saw Artes taking an alchemy class, Snape thought.

Aces seemed to be more engaged in the alchemy class than in the potions class, and his conversation revealed a calm confidence and elegance.

Asseth, who was in class, paused quietly when he raised his hand. The Potion Master's unabashed gaze fell on him, and he felt somewhat guilty.

After hiding for so many days, I felt uncomfortable every time I watched Snape jump into the air on the map and waited in place.

Coupled with the fact that his thoughts were unstoppable, Asses still compromised. He began to pay attention to his face, forced himself to sleep when he couldn't sleep, and continued to sleep when he woke up.

After repeating this for a few days, the paleness on my face and the red bloodshot eyes became less scary.

He spotted Snape as soon as he arrived at the door. He restrained himself from looking over and focused all his attention on the lecture.

But there is something in this world called getting out of class.

As soon as get out of class time came, the little wizards below consciously packed up their things. They were already accustomed to Artes' style of finishing get out of class on time.

There was no other way, Asseth could only bite the bullet and announce the end of get out of class.

Almost at the same time he announced that get out of class was over, Snape walked in with a serious face, and the classroom was instantly enveloped in a terrifying coldness.

The little wizards and Artes all shuddered.

Merlin's beard!

who! I pissed off their dean/professor again.

The minds of the little snake/little badger/little eagle/little lion reached a strange agreement at this moment.

With a strong desire to survive, the little wizard was terrified and quickly packed his things in the hope that he would leave the classroom as soon as possible.

The little lion who was close to the door even slipped out without even asking for anything.

When Asseth saw this scene from the corner of his eye, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, why are you running so fast?

Looking at Snape's expression again, Artes took back what he had just said. He also wanted to run away! Help, Sifu looks so ugly.

Draco glanced at Aces worriedly, then ran away with oil on his soles.

Too scary!

He had known Snape for so long, and this was the first time he had seen Snape so angry. He didn't know what evil thing his brother had done?

May Merlin bless his brother.

When Asseth saw this heartless little bastard running so fast, he silently made a mental note to him.

Before Draco could finish memorizing the name, Snape was already in front of Asseth.

"Isn't this our Professor Cavendish who has so much to do? Why do you have time to show up at Hogwarts today? Do you remember that you are a professor?"

A strange sound came out of Snape's mouth, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that Artes couldn't help but take a step back.

The remaining little wizards really don't dare to stay now, and they don't want to run away without leaving anything.

In the huge alchemy classroom, only two people were left standing in a silent confrontation.

"Do you need me to teach you how to speak?" Seeing that Asseth didn't answer, Snape added impatiently.

"……no."

"No, hehe, tell me what it is? Or do you think hide-and-seek is fun?"

Snape's anger, which had been suppressed for many days, exploded.

"I didn't expect you to still have such a childlike heart. Why don't you let our principal, who also has a childlike heart, play with you?"

"Oh, that's interesting. Doesn't that part of your neck grow as you age?"

At the end of the scolding, Snape even forgot about his usual sarcastic anger and scolded him directly.

Artes knew that Snape was angry now, so he didn't dare to provoke him any more. He kept his head down quietly and accepted the scolding, neither fighting back nor explaining.

The look on his face made Snape even angrier.

"I'm pretty sure that your facial features have something like a mouth. Don't you usually talk very enthusiastically? Why don't you talk now? Talk!"

Aces remained silent.

Snape was so angry that his blood surged, his whole body trembled slightly, and his sanity was crumbling.

In anger, he suddenly smelled a very faint fragrance in the wind. This smell... seemed to be a radiant potion?