HP: Embrace the Darkness

Snape's voice had a gorgeous timbre, which was accentuated by the chant-like ending.

Involuntarily, Asseth felt a little distracted after hearing this.

I have to say that it is really a pleasure to listen to such a voice, even if it is mocking.

"Okay, Professor, I understand." Asseth said obediently, raising his head.

Like a punch on cotton, Snape was a little frustrated. Why wasn't this troll angry? Was he so temperless?

It seems that the Cavendish family has a soft persimmon, he thought angrily.

Maybe he should be more ruthless.

"I hope you really know, not just your mouth."

"Or maybe the Cavendish family specializes in stupid, arrogant trolls."

Seeing that Snape was still aggressive and unreasonable, Artes suddenly realized that this incident was probably just an excuse.

Just in time, he could keep his distance from Snape.

But it has to be said that Snape is really good at irritating others. Even if Asseth guessed what he was thinking, he couldn't help but be angry.

Aces' face turned cold.

This sentence is quite serious. No heir can bear the abuse of his family. Snape knows this very well.

Sure enough, he saw Ass's face turn cold, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes full of disapproval and anger.

"Professor, I retreat again and again. Isn't it inappropriate for you to speak like this?"

"Perhaps changing the way you speak would make you more popular?"

Snape deadpanned.

"I don't need a troll telling me what to do, get out of here now."

After saying that, he looked at Asseth with disgust.

Aces followed his words, stood up angrily, and left the cellar with a cold face.

Outside the cellar door, where Snape couldn't see him, Artes sighed, and the coldness on his face faded.

This is Snape's choice and he should respect it.

It's a pity that his practical teacher may be gone.

In the cellar, Snape had not moved since Artes left. His face was expressionless, and the cellar was as quiet as death.

His face was hidden in the darkness, separated from the firelight, and there was an imperceptible self-mockery and sadness in his eyes.

His feelings for Asseth were not so deep that they caused him to have mood swings, but this incident seemed to be a reflection of his life.

Always alone, always pushing away those who come close, always losing.

It's rare for someone like him to believe in him. How sad.

Snape leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes tiredly. He should be grateful that the darkness gave him a layer of cover, allowing him to let his emotions go.

he thought sarcastically.

Ever since their unhappy breakup in the dungeons, Snape had begun to target Artes everywhere, both in class and elsewhere.

The little snakes were puzzled.

You must know that because of Arthas' ability to earn points, their dean was kind to Arthas, but now he is looking for trouble with Arthas to the same extent as Gryffindor's stupid lion.

And Ace's reaction made the little snake even more confused.

Aces has always been the one who respects the dean the most among them. Even if he is ridiculed, he just smiles gently and then directly admits his mistake.

But now Asseth still respects his dean and still admits his mistakes, but his indifferent attitude makes the little snakes feel an indescribable alienation.

In this way, the two of them made a tacit agreement to keep getting along like this until Halloween.

On Halloween, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts

Professor Flitwick busily waved his wand to levitate the ornament and hang it in the appropriate position.

The dinner was about to start, so he had to hurry up.

When Asseth arrived, the ceiling had been decorated, the original candles had been replaced, and it was filled with jack-o'-lanterns of all sizes.

In addition to the pumpkin lanterns, there are also many bat lanterns floating around.

The ghosts shuttled back and forth happily, scaring the passing students from time to time.

Seeing Arthur's arrival, Professor Flitwick quickly greeted him,

"Oh, Mr. Cavendish, you happen to be here, could I ask you to help me?"

"I'm a little too busy on my own. The dinner is about to start."

Aces still respected the goblin professor and did not refuse this small request.

"Of course, Professor."

After that, he waved his wand and helped Flitwick place the decorations and decorate the Great Hall.

Elise, who was following Asseth, saw this and stepped forward to help.

With the combined efforts of the three of them, the rest of the arrangement was quickly completed. Professor Flitwick put down his wand and thanked them both for their help with a smile on his face.

When Asseth was replying, he saw Carter's leaving figure in his peripheral vision. He realized something and turned to give Elise a look.

Elise understood, took over Professor Flitwick's words, and asked Professor Flitwick questions, while Artes said goodbye at the right time.

Professor Flitwick answered Elise's questions enthusiastically, and just waved his hand when Asseth was about to leave.

After receiving the agreement, Asseth turned around and left, cast a disembodiment spell on himself in a deserted place, and followed quietly.

Carter's direction was toward the Room of Requirement, and Artes confirmed this idea after following him halfway.

He stopped following.

After Carter left, he waved his wand to summon the White Tiger Patron Saint, then tapped the white tiger's forehead with the wand, shrunk the Patron Saint's figure, and then left it in the dark.

Although he was already prepared, he still had to leave himself a backup just in case.

After doing all this, Asseth walked towards the Room of Requirement.

When Asseth arrived at the Room of Requirement, everything was normal, but Carter was nowhere to be seen.

He tapped the wall with his wand and chanted an obscure spell, and soon the door emerged from the wall.

Without hesitation, Asseth walked into the Room of Requirement.

The room at the Response to Requirement changed from the previous empty space, and was replaced by a huge magic circle and a huge crucible. The crucible was boiling with heat, as if it was boiling something.

Aces glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

There was a figure standing next to the crucible. He was disturbed by the movement of Asseth coming in. He turned around and looked over.

This allowed Asseth to see his face clearly, it was Carter.

Carter looked at Asseth in surprise, wondering why he appeared here.

Aces didn't look at Carter, but looked around, and finally his eyes focused on the exquisite crown held in Carter's hand.

Seeing that Asseth noticed him, the crown slowly emitted a burst of black smoke, and the black smoke floated up, forming a silhouette.

The face of this figure is a bit blurry, but you can vaguely see that he looks handsome and has a smile on his lips.

With the angular face, elegant posture, and the previous chat with Carter, Asseth could guess who this was without using his brain.

This is the Voldemort that the entire British wizarding world dare not call by his first name.