HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces stood up suddenly. Perhaps he stood up suddenly because he had been sitting for too long from afternoon to evening, or perhaps his mood fluctuated drastically in a short period of time. When he stood up, his vision went dark for a moment, and he felt dizziness uncontrollably eroding his brain.

The control of his body disappeared for a moment, and he staggered back, his calves hitting the sofa to prevent him from falling.

He leaned on the support of the sofa to steady himself.

Without waiting for the dizziness to pass, he directly used the authority and the castle authority Ravenclaw gave him to pinpoint Snape's location.

A violent white light flashed, and the magic power carried Asseth through most of the castle, straight to the main entrance of the castle.

I don’t know what the four founders thought a thousand years ago. The main entrance of Hogwarts Castle is not on the side of the auditorium or main hall, but on the back of the castle.

The path that the little wizards take when they start school does not pass through the main entrance. Therefore, the main entrance, which has been neglected all year round, is not generally deserted. The vegetation is sparse and dead leaves are everywhere, with only a small path left in the middle.

When the wind blows, it becomes a desolate scene.

The door here is also very simple - two short, yellowish square stone pillars entangled with dead branches and vines, connected to the iron gate used to divide the inside and outside of the school.

The iron door was stained with rust, and every time it was pushed, it made an unpleasant, hoarse friction sound. It made a squeaking sound, like a lonely soul crying in the silent night, which was particularly scary.

Artes knew this place, but this was his first time coming to Hogwarts for so long.

As soon as he landed, he stepped unpreparedly into a thick layer of dead leaves, and the sound of breaking leaves could be heard instantly.

Artes was worried about Snape and didn't pay attention to the strange touch under his feet. His eyes quickly searched around.

The dizziness had subsided by now, and his vision returned to normal. He immediately saw Snape walking through the iron gate and walking slowly into the school.

Aces quickly caught up.

"Sif!"

His voice was not loud, but his presence was definitely like thunder in this silent and desolate place.

But the figure wrapped in a large black robe, completely hiding himself under the black robe, did not pause at all and continued to walk straight forward.

It was as if he didn't hear anyone calling him at all.

Did you not hear it or...

Severe panic arose in Asseth's heart, each wave attacking his reason stronger than the last.

His steps unconsciously slowed down and he followed Snape less than half a meter behind him, hesitating and not daring to step forward.

"Sev?"

Aces carefully amplified his voice and called out Snape's name again, hoping that he would stop.

Still no response.

He couldn't take it any longer.

He walked quickly in front of Snape, raising his hands in the air in vain, wanting to stop him but afraid of hurting him.

"Sev, please stop first."

Helpless, Asses persuaded him with a soft voice.

I thought that this time it was still in vain, but Snape, who just walked forward blankly, stopped.

"Sev?" Artes said in surprise, holding him carefully, "Sev, can you hear me?"

Snape turned sideways as Artes moved, and the confused, deathly black eyes in the hood were exposed under his movement.

Assei felt like he was falling into an ice cave. The cold wind in the middle of the night turned into the sharpest blade at this time, scraping through his living heart, leaving behind a trail of bloody knife edges.

"look at me."

He used a commanding tone.

As expected, Snape raised his head obediently and met Artes' gaze without any resistance.

Asseth's face suddenly darkened, his brows and eyes twisted into a scowl, and he chose others to devour, but his voice became softer and softer.

"Sev, I'll take you back."

Snape didn't move, just looked at Artes quietly.

Aces knew he wouldn't react, so he hugged him sideways without waiting for his answer.

Feeling that his body seemed to be trembling slightly in his arms, the hostility in Ass's body became heavier and deeper.

But concerned about Snape's current situation, he gritted his teeth and suppressed all negative emotions, leaving only tenderness.

"We're going back."

The white light flowed gently from Artes' palm to Snape, wrapping the two of them. The white light faded, and Artes carried Snape back to the cellar bedroom.

The fluctuations in magic power seemed to bring back bad memories for Snape, and he began to struggle.

The Potions Master was very strong, but Artes didn't dare to really restrain him, so he suffered several attacks from Snape on his chest.

"Sev, don't be afraid."

As if he didn't feel the pain, Artes focused and carefully put Snape on the bed, then took the thin quilt and held his hand through the quilt.

The quilt was soft and not uncomfortable. In this position, Artes mobilized his magic power to check Snape's condition along the skin where the two of them were touching.

Snape's situation was worse than Artes thought - an overdose of the Cruciatus Curse, followed by uncontrolled Legilimency.

Voldemort's Legilimency was so exquisite that it had completely broken away from the passive effect of the spell itself and reached an active level.

Not only can it be forced to view memories, but it can also use the memory of the person who is taking the mind to construct a scene that matches the memory, check every move of the person who is taking the mind in this scene, and change it at any time.

In other words, Snape now couldn't tell whether what he experienced was reality or an illusion created by Voldemort, so he could only close himself in silence.

Artes didn't need to think about Voldemort's suspicion of Snape. He could guess what it was. It was simply whether Snape was loyal to him or to Dumbledore.

In this way, the illusion created by Voldemort can only be Snape returning to Hogwarts.

He wanted to know what Snape would do when he returned to Hogwarts.

This infers which side Snape is from.

Artes stared at Snape who was still in a daze with distress. He couldn't imagine what kind of role he was in one illusion after another, and whether he had appeared countless times and betrayed countless times.

Thinking that Snape might have experienced his betrayal countless times, Artes was tempted to kill Voldemort.

"Damn Voldemort."

He cursed under his breath so that Snape didn't hear.

Then he took out the palliatives he had prepared long ago, gently lifted Snape up and let him rest on his shoulders, his voice deliberately lowered and gentle.

"Sev, let's drink some palliatives."

Snape seemed to be particularly sensitive to commanding words, so he opened his mouth and drank the demulcent on his lips without Artes having to say anything.

Demulcents can soothe the user's nerves and have a slight soothing effect on the soul.

After taking down a bottle of demulcent, warmth caressing his soul, Snape's body, which had always remained tense while leaning against Artes, finally relaxed a little and was no longer stiff.

But his eyes were still blurry, and the frightening confusion continued to spread. Apparently, he still couldn't tell whether he was in an illusion or reality.