HP: Embrace the Darkness

Artes pretended not to see the disbelief in Voldemort's eyes, and shouted to Susanna, who was not far away punching the werewolf, "Let's go, cousin."

Susanna said "Hey" and came to Asseth's side obediently, dragging a mark behind her with the mace.

Seeing Voldemort's face up close, Susanna couldn't bear to look away, and she couldn't help but be curious, so she quietly moved back to look at it.

It was hard for Voldemort not to notice this time. The disgust and surprise in Susanna's eyes pierced his heart like arrows, and the terrifying murderous intention overflowed instantly.

No matter how much he doesn't care about appearance, it doesn't matter if he has this face, that's his business, and he will never allow others to look at him with judgment and disgust.

"What are you looking at?"

For the sake of the friend he had just made, Artes, Voldemort reluctantly suppressed his murderous intention and asked, which was also a warning to Susanna not to go too far.

As long as Susanna lowered her head, he would be generous and not care about Susanna.

Unfortunately, Susanna couldn't see Voldemort's intentions from his strange face, heard his question, and answered him honestly.

"I'm sorry, you...really...well, it's because I'm ignorant, mainly because, you know, I have relatively little experience, so...this is the first time I've seen..."

Susanna racked her brains and couldn't tell the reason. For the first time, she felt that her descriptive ability and language expression were so lacking that she couldn't find the right words.

"What my cousin meant was that it was the first time she saw a face without a nose, and it also had a bald head and snake eyes, so it was inevitable that she would find it strange, so she took a few more looks."

Aces kindly provided additional explanations for Susanna, and at the end he did not forget to exonerate Susanna.

Susanna's eyes lit up immediately and she nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's what my nephew said, and it has to be my nephew."

"Tom, I'm not talking about you. I think you were quite handsome before. Why did you end up like this? I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a partner."

Susanna, who had an inexplicable obsession with finding a partner, looked sad, as if she was really sorry.

Artes pretended to be helpless and glanced at Voldemort, "Although what she said is very reasonable, I know that her behavior is not correct. Please be tolerant."

Voldemort's snake eyes suddenly widened, adding a strange sense of joy to the already ferocious snake face.

He opened and closed his lips, closing and opening them again, trying to convince himself that Artes was still useful and that he could not fall out or force him to Dumbledore's side.

After several brainwashing sessions, the effect was remarkable, and Voldemort was able to smile towards Susanna.

It's just that Susanna obviously couldn't accept a braised egg smiling at her, and shrank behind Artes in horror.

Just like her, there is also the white tiger.

One person and one tiger stick together, feeling the same disgust, the same fear, and the same pity.

"Stop making trouble, let's go."

Aces rubbed the white tiger's head in a funny way, ignoring Susanna's expectant eyes, and raised his hand to wave lightly.

The milky white magic power surged arrogantly, proclaiming its presence. Under the gaze of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, they disappeared.

Cavendish Manor.

As soon as she landed, Susanna dragged the mace, which was almost taller than her, and ran towards Joel's study on twelve-centimeter high heels.

Ace followed her.

"Uncle Joel! Asseth and I avenged you. Shouldn't you say thank you to us?"

Before she even reached the study, the noise was already making Joel's forehead throb with blue veins.

"Walk well! Susanna!" Joel roared unbearably, his voice piercing his eardrums.

Susanna's expression changed.

Then Asseth saw Susanna, who was running wildly, stop her chaotic steps, act like a lady for a second, and her movements were impeccable.

"Sure enough, it has to be Grandpa Joel." Asseth shook his head and smiled, then walked past Susanna into the study.

"Master, you are back."

Joel's expression quickly softened when he saw Asseth, and his eyes were kind.

But none of this affected Asseth from feeling that what he said next was more ruthless than the Black Lake.

"Now that you're back, let's get ready, and then go to the front line to resolve the matter of wizards intervening in the war, as we said before."

Aces remained silent, sitting on the sofa with his long legs bent, leaning back tiredly, letting himself sink completely into the soft sofa.

Joel sighed helplessly.

"He left your name in the ruins after the massacre. If it hadn't been discovered by our people, you wouldn't be sitting here now."

"There is no way for you to go see him. This massacre was not one or two lives, but nearly 8,000 lives. Once your name is found at the scene, then Cavendish is on the Muggle side..."

Joel didn't finish his words. He believed that Asseth could understand the pros and cons.

Aces lowered his eyes silently, the emotions in his eyes were tightly hidden and not revealed at all.

The atmosphere was inexplicably anxious.

Susanna looked left and right, regretting why she ran so fast just now. If she had known that the topic was so serious, she would not have come in.

"Um... Hahaha, Uncle Joel, don't be so serious. Didn't Asseth say you won't go? Don't scare him. How about I go?"

Suzanne was careful to smooth things over.

There was nothing she could do, she couldn't afford to offend either of the two people present.

She is the humblest cub!

"No need, this is my responsibility, and I didn't say I couldn't go."

Realizing that he had been silent for too long, Asseth smiled and broke the anxious atmosphere.

"I was thinking about other things just now and got a little distracted. Don't worry, I'll get up right away."

"By the way, I remember that the Queen will hold a public speech some time later? In this way... I will try my best to catch up, but just in case, someone will be ready to replace me at any time."

He gave the explanation very calmly, even lightly, but the heavy responsibility in his words made the two people present almost breathless.

Susanna loved the warm freedom, and there was no need for her to do anything at home. She had been traveling around the world since she was an adult. Now that she saw Asseth, who was a year younger than her, shouldering so many responsibilities, she felt sour in her heart.

"Shall I go see that person for you?"

Although she didn't know who it was, Susanna offered to replace Asseth.

She knew her own situation. She was in good health and not so easy to kill.

"No, I have a friend who will help me. You stay in Hogwarts. If you really want to help me, help me... help me watch Sif more."

"I will write a letter back and give it to him for me. If he scolds you, don't be angry. If you accumulate the number of times, you can change the jewelry ten times. If you want anything else, you can."

With all the things piled up together, Artes couldn't find time to explain, and he didn't know how to explain it. He could only ask Susanna to make his presence felt in front of Snape for him.

With the annoying existence of Susanna, Sif should be... unable to find time to think randomly.