HP: Embrace the Darkness

Snape suddenly became interested, sat down comfortably on the sofa, and asked questions one by one.

"Besides German and Chinese, what else?"

Germany is the country of Asseth's mother, so he should be able to speak German.

Artes had indeed learned all of these, he nodded, and then added what Snape said.

“And Spanish, Russian, French, Arabic, Portuguese and Hindi.”

All major languages ​​in the world are included.

Snape was silent.

This was the heir that Cavendish carefully cultivated. Looking back now, he suddenly realized that...he had never seen any shortcomings in Asseth so far.

Whether it was spells, transfiguration, potions, alchemy, etiquette, or even Muggle entertainment, or even language, Asseth was proficient in them all.

This is just what he saw, what about what he didn't see? how many?

And I started learning languages ​​​​from various countries at the age of five...

For the first time, Snape intuitively realized that Artes carried the weight of a family and the heavy weight of the word "family head".

"It's awesome."

The Potions Master sincerely praised it, but for some reason, he felt a little tight in his chest.

Five years old...will you be tired?

"Tired?"

Snape couldn't help but ask this question. He didn't know what the use of asking this question now was.

But he wanted to ask, so he asked.

this problem……

Aces was stunned for a while.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since no one had asked him this question.

Anna and the Duke would ask at first, but as he grew up, no one asked him this question.

Externally, he represents Cavendish and accepts everyone's attention. Internally, he is the proud heir of his parents and carries their expectations.

But one thing is the same, that is, whether internally or externally, every move he makes represents the entire family, so there is rarely a time when he is completely relaxed.

Only in the dungeons, in front of Snape, was he Arthas.

"With your words, I won't be tired anymore."

Artes came out of his thoughts and answered Snape's question seriously.

Are you really not tired?

Snape stared intently at Asseth's eyes, as if he wanted to see the deepest thoughts in Asseth's heart through these eyes that always looked at him with a smile.

"I'm not tired. I've gotten used to it after so many years, but it would be nice if I could give you a greeting in exchange."

The corners of Asseth's lips were slightly raised, and he looked at Snape with crooked eyebrows, "Thank you, Sif."

Snape paused, finally confirming that Artes hadn't lied to him, that he really wasn't feeling tired, and was even in the mood to see him here.

He turned his face away uncomfortably, avoiding Asseth's overly intense gaze.

He didn't understand what was so happy about such a simple sentence.

He was happy not because of the words, but because of the person speaking, but Asseth didn't explain.

Snape calmed down and his face returned to calm.

"Besides these, what else do you want?"

This was a good question, but Artes didn't know how to answer it for a moment. He had learned too much.

"It may be a bit arrogant to say this, but as long as you can name it, I have basically learned it."

This is indeed quite arrogant.

Snape casually gave an example, "Piano?"

"meeting."

"Cello?"

"Yes, I have basically learned the basics of common musical instruments, but the only advanced ones are piano and violin. Do you want to listen? How about I have someone send instruments over?"

"Let's talk about it later." Snape said perfunctorily, and then continued to pick the question that interested him and asked, "What about sports?"

Although he didn't know why Snape was in such high spirits, Artes had no intention of spoiling his mood.

The Potions Master asked and he answered.

"Sports are about social interaction, so I need to know more. Basically, I know all the cooperative sports recommended by public schools, such as cricket, football, rugby, ice hockey, in addition to snooker and equestrian..."

"There's one more thing I haven't told you," Artes paused with some uncertainty, then met Snape's curious gaze and said.

"Although I went to school at Hogwarts, I actually have a substitute on the Muggle side who goes to Eton College for me."

"He learns everything. I have to take the time to learn it, and then go to college according to my family's plan. My goal is to be one of Cambridge or Oxford."

Snape really didn't know about this.

The pure-blood wizards he usually comes into contact with are all simple wizards like Malfoy.

Even if they had contact with Muggles, it was only in private. This was his first contact with Muggle nobles and pure-blood wizards like Asseth.

and……

Snape glanced secretly at Arthas.

Arthas had never hidden anything from him, so he knew why Arthas stayed at Hogwarts. It was precisely because of knowing that he couldn't help but feel a subtle throbbing in his heart.

This man had so many things to do every day and had to learn so much, yet he was able to find time to spend at Hogwarts and even give him a substitute lesson.

How much has Aces done in a corner that he never knew existed?

"With so many things to do, are you busy enough?"

The potions master was happy, so naturally he didn't mind appeasing his aching conscience.

Although he still didn't know why Asses was happy, he would still do it.

"It's a busy time. What that person is learning now, I learned it when I was a child. As for Muggle cultural knowledge, I am still learning it. They are not difficult."

"Hogwarts affairs are not too troublesome, but it is a bit inconvenient to attend classes at a fixed time. Hmm... family affairs can also be shared by others below. I am only responsible for decision-making, so it is not too troublesome."

Much as he expected, Asses had the same smile on his face as before, and even his words were full of smiles.

The Potions Master nodded reservedly.

Just come here if you're busy, otherwise there won't be anyone to teach him when he's studying potions.

"Okay, if Sifu still wants to get to know me, we can continue chatting in the evening. As for now -"

Aces stood up, bowed gracefully and extended his hand to Snape in invitation.

"It's time for breakfast, my Potions Master."

The hand stretched out against the light hovered in the air, waiting for the answer. Snape hesitated for a second, and finally slowly picked up.

After breakfast, the two went to class separately.

Alchemy classroom.

Artes looked around the classroom, his eyes lingering on Harry and Hermione who looked a little guilty for a second and then left as if nothing had happened.

Then start giving lessons to the little wizard below.

After the class, Asseth didn't pay any attention to Harry and the others.

The calmer he became, the more nervous Harry and Hermione became.

After finally making it to the end of the alchemy class, Harry and Hermione pulled Ron and rushed out of the classroom.