HP: Embrace the Darkness

In the dark night, a fierce sound of wind blew, accompanied by a female voice scolding.

"Whoever dares to touch my nephew will die!"

Susanna rushed to the battlefield with the momentum of one man standing against all others.

First, he gently pushed the huge white tiger to the side, then rolled up his sleeves, raised his fist and punched the big black dog in the air.

Bai Hu had been mentally prepared when she ran over, followed her strength to retreat, and at the same time released the prepared werewolf.

The werewolf instantly lost control, and his wild nature drove him to slap the black dog with all his fangs and claws.

Black Dog was attacked from both sides and was in a dilemma. He couldn't stop the car, so he could only grit his teeth and prepare to bear the blows of the two men one after another.

The werewolf was close and the black dog was the first to be photographed.

The black dog howled in pain, but did not attack the werewolf.

Susanna followed closely behind and punched her with a seemingly light punch, but it was as heavy as a mountain.

The black dog was instantly shot away with huge force, without even howling.

The initiator of all this, the white tiger, calmly and gracefully turned over and landed on the ground, looking at Harry who had just yelled to stop him.

Those cold beast eyes without a trace of human emotion pressed against him with the aura of the King of Beasts.

For a moment, Harry was frozen on the spot, unable to move.

Fortunately, the white tiger just gave him a cold look and turned towards Snape.

Behind Snape were Hermione and Ron.

When the two saw the white tiger walking towards them, they couldn't help but take a step back to avoid the sharp edge, even if they knew it was Asseth.

As the top predator of the food chain, the white tiger, the king of beasts, feels too oppressive.

Every step he took was full of momentum, and he felt like he would pounce on him in the next second and tear everyone apart with his sharp fangs.

The white tiger is getting closer and closer.

Snape did not retreat, but watched quietly as Asseth walked towards him.

As the distance between one person and one tiger shortens, the tiger eyes that were originally filled with monstrous anger and cold murderous intent become clearer and gentler.

The soft white light spread from the tiger's claws and slowly enveloped the white tiger's body.

When he reached Snape, Artes had already transformed back into human form.

With a smile on his lips, he slowly stood next to Snape, as if he was not the one who slapped him in anger just now.

The two stood together, watching the developments on the other side as if they were watching a play.

Just now, everyone's eyes were on the white tiger, while Susanna chased the werewolf and the black dog alone and suppressed them both to death.

With one punch, the werewolf howled uncontrollably.

Another punch, and the black dog was knocked away.

The black dog fell far away and staggered back up to help his brother.

Seeing that the werewolf's consciousness began to blur, he was so anxious that he kept trying to stop Susanna with his dog's head, wailing from his mouth.

Aces lowered his eyes calmly, feeling completely unmoved by the scene in front of him.

Because this is what he made possible.

It's not good for him to do it himself. There is no suitable reason. Dumbledore, the old fox, can probably guess a lot at a glance.

Moreover, he was also afraid that he would lose control of his anger and beat someone to death.

If Susanna hadn't arrived quickly just now, he might have actually killed these two people.

A trace of scarlet flashed in his lowered eyes.

Snape noticed something unusual and turned his head to look at Asseth beside him. He still felt that something was wrong with him.

While everyone was fighting and no one was paying attention, he reached over and gently pulled Ass's hand.

The slightly cool touch left him instantly, but it succeeded in bringing Artes back to his senses, who was trapped in murderous intent.

He calmed down, raised his head and smiled reassuringly at Snape, indicating that he was fine.

He still has sense, although not much.

Those two people can't die, at least not yet, and it's really hard for him to do it at Hogwarts.

But Susanna was different. She saw a werewolf hurting her nephew, and she fought to protect her nephew. It was reasonable and reasonable.

And I don’t know what she learned in Dongfang Huaxia. She can beat people to death without hurting them, so she is particularly suitable for teaching people.

Especially someone like Blake.

Don't you like fighting? Then just enjoy the fight...

Thinking of this, Asseth deliberately raised his hands to cover his face, coughed a few times pretending to be uncomfortable, and used magic power to make his face pale.

Snape had been paying attention since something was wrong with Artes just now, and now he was watching Artes's operations the whole time.

He fell into silence and a subtle speechlessness.

Susanna turned around when she heard the sound.

As a result, she saw her handsome nephew's face getting whiter and whiter under the moonlight, and he was still coughing.

His face was as pale as if he had suffered some internal injury, which was both beautiful and pitiful.

"Okay, you two, even I can't bear to touch a hair of my nephew, especially his face, but you dare to hit him."

Suzanne was furious.

He used more and more force, and his small fist burst out with extremely terrifying power, causing the werewolf's emotionless eyes to flash with confusion.

No, who hit whom just now?

Sirius, who was rational, was even more broken.

If the Animagus hadn't been unable to speak, he would have had to scold this crazy woman.

It was clearly Asseth who was holding him down and beating him just now. Is this woman blind?

Seeing Sirius barking so vigorously, Susanna's face darkened, and she rushed towards him with her teeth and claws bared.

"You still dare to bark! Don't you know that my aunt hates black dogs the most?"

"Black dog, damn black dog."

Susanna's eyes were sharp, and she looked at the black dog with greedy and ferocious eyes.

"By the way, I remember that black dog meat is very filling."

Susanna's attack just now was focused on the irrational werewolf, and Sirius didn't feel any discomfort yet.

Susanna's weight now shifted to him, and the pressure on him suddenly increased.

He finally understood why this woman was able to push the white tiger away with a slap.

This strength is not consistent with common sense!

Aren't you a wizard?

How do you hit someone with your bare hands?

The more he was beaten, the more anxious Sirius became and the louder he screamed.

The louder he screamed, the harder Suzanne hit her, creating an endless cycle.

As if it wasn't enough, Susanna grabbed the black dog's tail and swung it wildly.

In the end, Sirius was beaten and had no strength to even scream, and fell to the ground dying.

Susanna regretfully stopped, holding one tail in each hand, and walked towards Asseth with two tails.

"How's it going? Where's the injury? Is it serious?"

Susanna's eager and concerned greeting was met with a look from Snape that looked like he was mentally retarded.

Aces suppressed his smile and forced himself to speak.

"I'm fine. Fortunately, you came in time..."

Asseth couldn't say the rest, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

He didn't even believe this himself.

A slight smile appeared in Snape's eyes, and his tense mood relaxed a lot.

The smiles between the two of them did not affect Susanna at all, she was still looking worriedly at Artes up and down.

"It's good that you're okay, otherwise I won't be able to explain it when I go back."

She read it over and over again, fearing that Artes would accidentally be caught by a werewolf.