HP: Embrace the Darkness

"It's me." Asseth raised his head, revealing his relatively clean cheeks.

"How did you do this?" Rowena frowned and walked over, "Are you okay?"

"He bit too hard, and I was carrying a helpless child. I really didn't have time to stop and rest." Artes smiled bitterly and fiddled with the child in his arms, "Here, let's fight with this beautiful lady. Hello."

Rowena looked into his arms.

It was a skinny child, with arms and thighs about the same thickness, whose age and face were indistinguishable.

At this time, he was curled up in Asseth's arms, staring at her with his big eyes that were disproportionate to his body, making no sound, and was eerily quiet.

"He has been chasing you for so long, and this is the child he wants?" Rowena asked.

"Yes, that's the child."

Asseth reluctantly raised his twisted and broken right hand and gently covered the child's ears.

Because what follows will be a nightmare for this child's life. Even if he can't understand it, Asseth doesn't want those words to reach his ears.

"His parents... used their bodies to protect him when the ruins fell. It may have been the stimulus of a life-and-death situation, or it may have been the stimulus of his parents being injured, and his magic power went riot."

"It's strange that his magic riot was not the kind of riot that wreaked havoc, but formed a shield similar to an iron armor spell to protect himself and his parents. All three of them survived."

"Later...it was my fault when it came to it."

Aces closed his eyes lazily. He had been highly concentrated and running around for many days. Now he suddenly relaxed. Fatigue swept through his brain instantly, and his voice of explanation became softer.

"I didn't realize at first that Haierbo had deliberately led me away, and it was already too late when I found out the clues that I would return there. Among the three, my father, who was the most seriously injured, died, and my mother watched with a hanging breath as he left the ruins and also died. Only He survived on the nourishment of magical power.”

Although his ears were covered by Artes and he couldn't understand what Artes was saying, children were born to be sensitive to emotions. The little hand that had never moved suddenly stretched out and gently fell on Artes' face, leaving a mark on it. The next gray, comforting slap mark.

Aces opened his eyes and looked down at him. He didn't react to his actions, but his eyes softened a little.

Rowena sighed, "I can't blame you for this. Even without you, he would have died in a ruins where his magic power was exhausted and unable to resist. He was born in a war-torn country. This is an inevitable fate."

"That's not what I meant... I just think that for him, perhaps dying with his parents like this is the best destination. No matter what, it is better than falling into the eyes of Hai Erbo."

As if he didn't expect that Asseth would think this way, Rowena was silent and then nodded in agreement.

"You're right. He's attracted by Haierbo because of his powerful magic power. It's better to die."

The two of them obviously meant the same thing, but these slightly vulgar words came from the calm and elegant Ms. Ravenclaw's mouth, which inexplicably brought a strong contrast and tearing feeling, and Artes couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are you still in the mood to laugh? It seems like you really don't feel any pain."

Rowena scolded Asseth, but he took out the wand in his hand, levitated the child in Ass's arms, and threw several checking spells over to check his physical condition.

"Your hand is completely broken and it will take some time to recover. There are no other problems."

Aces didn't care about his injuries. Even if he didn't check, he knew what his condition was.

Compared with his injury, how to settle the child is the problem.

He originally planned to place the child in an orphanage. For this reason, he wrote to Dumbledore and asked Dumbledore to see if there was any problem with the child in the orphanage. Is the magic power still stable?

But the plan couldn't keep up with the change, and Haierbo chased after him several times, as if he was on drugs.

In order to lure Haierbo away, he had to find a place to go around a few times.

The result was that he didn't go to the orphanage and the child was still in his hands.

Wait, Dumbledore?

Aces' thoughts suddenly paused and he recalled the time written in the letter.

It seems that the time he made an appointment with Dumbledore is today, but the child is still in his hands. What did Dumbledore go to see?

Look at the air?

Does this count as letting Dumbledore go?

Looking at Asseth who was immersed in his own thoughts, Rowena looked a little more helpless.

"Did you listen to me?"

Asseth came back to his senses, "What did you say?"

Rowena took a few deep breaths and told herself that this was a student of his own school, a junior, or a wounded person, so don't argue with him.

Then he said word by word: "I said, your hand needs time to recover."

Aces pondered for a few seconds.

"I have to attend the Queen's Speech later, and I don't have time to wait for it to recover. Can you help me twist my hand back and fix it? As long as there is no visible injury."

"You are like this, why are you going to attend the speech? Isn't there no one in your family who is going? Even if no one in your family is going, can't you find someone who can drink the magic potion and go on your behalf?"

Rowena couldn't help but raise her voice.

Aces tilted his head slightly, feeling a buzzing in his head and a dull pain.

He frowned to suppress the irritation caused by the pain, and said in a tone no different from usual:

"Although Haierbo was lured away by me, he is not stupid and will react quickly. If I don't attend the speech, others will not be able to stop him, and they will only risk their lives."

Sensing Artes' discomfort, Rowena took the initiative to lower his voice, "...I'll go for you."

"No, the Prime Minister's son and I are good friends. He is responsible for on-site security. Once you are discovered, the follow-up processing will be very troublesome."

"But if you don't take good care of your hands, they will deform later."

"Then cut it and regrow it."

Rowena pointed at Asseth in surprise, "Is that what I thought it meant?"

Faced with Rowena's surprise, Asseth smiled lazily, "Of course, you can do it too, can't you?"

"I can indeed do it, but I didn't expect you can do it now." Rowena said curiously.

"I learned from Haierbo. He is very good at regenerating a broken arm. Otherwise, I wouldn't have suffered such a big loss."

Asses felt aggrieved when he mentioned this.

He blew off Haierbo's right arm. Just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Haierbo's arm grow back in a few seconds, and he also broke his right arm.

Then he knew that Haierbo had a strong desire for revenge. He could hit his left hand but hit his right hand just to retaliate against him for blowing up his right hand.

"Since you have a plan, I won't say more."

With Asses's guarantee, Rowena had no scruples and forced Ass's arm back to its original position in two or two strokes, using magic power to glue the broken parts.

"Okay, I can't do movements that require strength, but I can simply wave my hands."

Aces tried to move his hands, just as Rowena said.

"I'm leaving. I feel Haierbo walking back. I'll be back in an hour at most."

Rowena had been with Haierbo for thousands of years, and was very familiar with his magic power fluctuations. He was not injured, so he discovered Haierbo's return before Asseth.

"I took the child away, you be careful."

Ace changed into a more comfortable position.

"Okay, I have temporarily sealed this child's magic power, but time is too urgent and the seal is crude. It shouldn't last long. You may need to seal his magic power again then."

Rowena nodded at him.

"I will remember it. If you hold on a little longer, I will try to come back as soon as possible."

"Do not worry."

The gray alley returned to silence.