HP: Embrace the Darkness

Not many people noticed Asseth, most of them were ladies communicating in low voices.

At some point, the voices of the ladies communicating gradually became quieter.

The woman who first noticed Asses took the lead in communicating with several ladies about whether Asses was single and started a small group.

Their communication group soon grew larger and larger due to the quiet spread of the news by several ladies.

Asseth, who was being discussed by them, had his back to them and was unaware of it. Snape, on the other hand, was facing them. He soon noticed the appraising glances and whispers, and his face immediately darkened slightly.

As a double agent, he didn't like to be looked at. When he thought that Asses' arrival would bring these looks, he had the urge to turn around and leave now.

Sensing Snape's intention to retreat, Artes suddenly calmed down.

Following Snape's line of sight and noticing the increased line of sight behind him, his smile weakened a little, and he kept walking, turning his head to the side and scanning the crowd with cold eyes.

Suspected to have been discovered by the real owner, the voices of discussion suddenly disappeared, and even the small group just dispersed quietly and disappeared invisibly.

After settling a marriage storm that had not yet had time to ferment, Artes finally came to Snape's side.

Although he did not leave, Snape still distanced himself a little from Asseth.

"Mr. Snape."

It was a slightly unfamiliar title, but at the same time, another name from Arthas sounded in Snape's mind.

"Sev."

Next, the word "dual-purpose" was used vividly by Asseth.

On the surface, his words were kind and measured, perfectly in line with social distance.

Only Snape, who was doubly bombarded, knew the excitement hidden under this calm face.

Seeing that he had come here to suffer this crime today, Snape reluctantly persuaded himself to endure it and did not immediately interrupt the numerous sound transmissions.

But he forgot how good Ases was at climbing up the pole.

After Asseth started to chatter about his thoughts on today, Snape finally couldn't help it anymore, looked at the seemingly calm face, and passed on the first sentence of the day.

"It seems that Lucius can take off his peacock hat. Heh, maybe he didn't expect that one day he would be able to get rid of this description."

"He should really thank you, Mr. Peacock, who performed the peacock's tail."

Aces was stunned for a moment and then raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a meaningful smile.

Seeing this smile, an ominous premonition suddenly came to Snape's heart.

Sure enough, the next moment Asseth controlled the corners of his mouth and said, "The peacock opens its tail...to...court a mate."

It was obviously a voice transmission, but the word "courting" was passed on by Asseth, as if it was lingering in his teeth before he slowly said it out.

The ambiguity followed this sentence and blended into the empty air, gradually spreading to knock on the door of the heart and dye the ears red.

The palms of the hidden sleeves suddenly clenched, and the impulse came into contact with Shaoxiang under pressure.

Snape regretted it now.

He should have known how thick-skinned this man was.

Artes stopped when he saw what was going on, stood still and looked at Snape.

Coincidentally, Lucius, who was chatting with others just now, also noticed them and led Draco towards them.

As soon as Lucius got closer, he noticed something unusual in the atmosphere. He slowed down a little hesitantly and looked at the two of them suspiciously. Something seemed to flash through his mind.

Behind him, Draco lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, completely unaware of the slowing pace in front of him.

Under the gaze of Artes and Snape, they bumped into each other blankly.

Lucius was still thinking about what was wrong, but when Draco hit him, his thoughts were instantly disrupted. He only remembered to lower his voice and scold: "Draco! What are you doing?"

"what?"

Draco raised his head blankly, rubbing the sore nose in pain.

"Sorry, father, I was distracted."

Seeing the innocent look in his son's eyes, Lucius felt heartbroken. This was not the place to teach the child a lesson, so he had no choice but to let him go.

When he interrupted him, Lucius couldn't catch the thoughts that had just passed by him.

He went over to chat with Artes and Snape for a few words, and then returned to where he was just now.

As time went by, the private room that was still bustling just now was almost empty.

The game is about to begin.

Lucius and Fudge were in the same box, and Snape himself, who was invited by him, was also in the same box.

As a result, everyone in the box had already sat down except for Artes and the German Minister of Magic who had not yet left and was waiting for Artes to leave with him.

Fudge was worrying about how to keep Artes and the German Minister of Magic behind, when out of the corner of his eye he saw Artes choosing a seat and sitting down.

He was overjoyed and went over to make various hints to the German Minister of Magic.

The German Minister of Magic actually didn't want to stay here. He still had his big treasured telescope in his box, but Asseth stayed.

He apologized to his big baby in his heart, but his body honestly chose a place to sit down.

There was no room next to Aces, so he chose the seat next to Draco.

Next to Draco is his father Lucius, and next to Lucius are Artes and Snape.

This distance is still within the acceptable range of the German Minister of Magic, and at least he still has a younger brother.

Everyone sat down, Fudge smiled, walked to the front desk, and used magic to amplify his voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup today."

The huge stadium was ignited by Fudge's words, and the endless cheers and applause almost drowned out Fudge's next voice.

Fudge was also very happy with the cheers he received, and his face flushed with excitement.

"Next, the first one to appear is the mascot from the Bulgarian team!"

The cheers that broke out this time were even louder. Some people didn't know why but just cheered along, but after seeing their figures, they also became excited.

It's a Veela!

The stadium seemed to be filled with cheers.

I saw a group of beautiful figures with irresistible temptations in their movements. They jumped out lightly and danced to the sound of music.

The golden hair flows automatically without wind, across their fair cheeks, exuding endless temptation.

Their dance steps gradually surpassed the sound of the music, which had completely become a foil, and everyone could not help but look at them.

My heart beats with their dance.

People with weak willpower have begun to become obsessed and behave out of control.

Artes glanced casually before returning his attention to Snape.

There was no distraction in the box now, and he could finally stare openly.

Snape didn't pay much attention either.

He knew that creatures like Veela had devilish allure, which could be seen from some of the men who lost control of themselves on the field.

He was more interested in admiring Potter's embarrassment than the Veela.