HP: Embrace the Darkness

It was already the next day when I woke up again.

Looking at the time, Artes found that he had slept for almost a whole day and a whole night. He was the only one on the bed at this time, and there was no sign of Snape.

He got out of bed and looked around outside.

There was no sign of Snape outside the bedroom.

Seeing Asseth who was obviously looking for something, Miss Medusa blinked slowly and gave the answer.

"The dean is out for something."

"Has he had breakfast?"

The voice he spoke was hoarse and low, and a little dry. Miss Medusa was so frightened that she swung her tail and stared at Arthur who was different from usual.

"have eaten."

"what happened to you?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Miss Medusa asked.

After a pause, Artes didn't answer or ask where Snape was. He asked Nina to bring the food, ate it alone, changed into Muggle clothes and left the cellar.

When Snape returned to the cellar, Artes had been gone for a while.

"What about others?"

Miss Medusa who was asked dutifully gave the answer, "I went out after breakfast."

After saying that, it felt smart.

Tell me at once whether you had breakfast and where you are going, so you don't have to answer two questions.

"Where did he go?"

Miss Medusa's wagging tail was stuck in the air, her big eyes widened.

Asseth didn't say anything about this!

No one told her to know this!

When he didn't get an answer, Snape looked at Miss Medusa with a sinister expression. The look in his eyes almost made Miss Medusa's hair almost explode and her head dropped.

Snape was silent for a while and said coldly: "Ask me next time."

"it is good."

Miss Medusa quietly relaxed, she was really scared to death of the snake, and the dean became more and more frightened.

Sitting at his desk, Snape pulled out the alchemy map and searched for Artes's name among the various interlaced names.

But there's no Ass's name on it.

He threw the map aside, knowing that Arthas was no longer at Hogwarts.

Just don't know where to go?

The Potions Master irritably took over the paper to correct. Every time he revised a few copies, he glanced at the map and sneered to find fault with the paper when he didn't see anyone.

The shortcomings that are usually tolerated become extremely glaring at this time.

So a steady stream of satire jumped out of the pen, with sharp words and to the point.

On the other side, Asseth had just come out of the psychological clinic and slowed down to blend in with the crowd.

There were people coming and going on the road, everyone was rushing in their own direction, strolling among them, and Asses was surrounded by an incompatible calm.

The result of this follow-up visit was not good.

The doctor in charge of him looked even more serious than when he was first diagnosed, and almost forced him to stay in the clinic for observation.

It's a pity that he doesn't want to stay, no one can keep him.

The doctor had no choice but to hold his head with messy hair and rack his brains over and over again to think of various solutions according to the examination report as if facing a formidable enemy.

You have to ask him if he is willing to change it again.

Ask again after making changes, change again after asking.

But nine times out of ten the answer is no.

After a few hours of brainstorming, the poor doctor lost a lot of hair, leaving only a bald circle on the top of his head, without any growth.

In the end, the doctor's eyes when he watched Ases leave were filled with unspeakable sadness and worry.

At the end, Youyou said, "Although you are the financial sponsor to support us, I still want to say..."

He took a deep breath and yelled out what he wanted to say for a long time——

"I'm naive. I only know that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. I didn't expect that making your money is even harder than eating shit."

The doctor who had just been severely beaten by society looked sad and angry, with tears in his eyes. He seemed to have seen his career cut in half by Asseth.

Recalling the doctor's twitching and desperate expression, Asseth wanted to laugh a little, but he pulled his lips but did not laugh. His eyes were frighteningly calm.

He knows why.

The doctor at the clinic just now gave him medicine. Most of those medicines have the effect of inhibiting dopamine, and his mood will not be able to fluctuate much for a while.

Back at Hogwarts, Artes untied the Polyjuice Potion, but instead of going back to the cellar immediately, he went to the Forbidden Forest first.

December is approaching and the cold weather is starting to set in.

The trees in the Forbidden Forest are sparse, and the yellowing leaves cover the ground thickly.

The unicorns huddled comfortably in the valley, or walked slowly, or cuddled up with their families, or had fun with their friends.

When Asseth arrived, he saw such a warm scene, and he felt a little dazed.

"Aces?"

When the sharp-eyed Estella saw a familiar figure, she immediately left her partner behind and followed a small cannonball into Ases's arms.

A warm touch came from his hand, and Asseth calmly lowered his eyes and looked at Estella without any movement, neither pushing away nor hugging her.

The few unicorns that had been following Estela leisurely noticed something was wrong and quickly came up to surround Asses.

Aces remained calm, calmly sweeping over each unicorn and calmly pushing Estela away.

This unusual calmness made the unicorns feel uneasy and frightened.

"Aces?"

Estela was pushed away by Artes for the first time, and she was still very confused. Later, she realized that something was not right with Artes, "What's wrong with you?"

"Sorry, I'm not in a good state right now."

As he said that, Asseth cleared an open space behind him, sat down on the spot, and quietly looked at the sky in the distance without saying a word.

He came to the valley to find a quiet place to wait for the effects of the medicine to wear off.

There weren't many places in Hogwarts where he could feel at ease, and it was only in the cellars and here.

So here he is.

As for the cellar, he won't go back until the medicine wears off.

Thinking of the cellar, Asseth's eyes flashed slightly and he closed his eyes immediately.

Estela didn't understand why Ases was in bad condition. Seeing him close his eyes and just about to ask a few more questions, Antonio pushed him aside with his body.

Cloris came over to take Estella's place, knelt down next to Asses, carefully avoiding the horn, and gently pushed Ass's upper body up with his head, trying to make him lean on its back.

The man with his eyes closed pursed his lips imperceptibly.

After a while, Cloris finally succeeded in moving Asseth to himself.

Relying on the soft and warm fur, sleepiness came over him, and Aces fell asleep quickly.

In this way, Artes rested on Cloris's head until the sky was getting dark and the sun was setting.

The falling afterglow shines on the unicorns, covering their silver hair with a golden cloak.

The unicorns are still leisurely and contented, but they will look at one place from time to time.

There...are their kind and the most special children of their kind.