HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces calmly held his right hand with his left hand, "What's the matter?"

Bernice looked up at Asseth, "Can you take me to my father?"

Very good, save yourself a trouble.

Asseth suppressed the helplessness in his eyes and asked, "Where is your father?"

Bernice looked toward City Hall.

town Hall?

Leave your daughter behind and go in first?

Still not planning to take your daughter?

Aces made several twists and turns in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face. He raised his cane slightly and pointed at Gort.

"Did you see the man commanding over there?"

Gort noticed his movement and waved to him for no apparent reason, and he nodded in return.

Bernice nodded, indicating that she had seen it.

Asseth hummed, "Go find him, and he will take you to the Duke of York. He is half responsible for putting you in danger this time. You can ask him if you have any requests. Do you understand?"

Bernice looked hesitantly at Asseth and then at Gort, clutching the coat that Asseth had just thrown over to cover her, she made a decision in her heart.

"Someone wants to kill me, but I can't trust him."

"I know my request is a bit troublesome, but don't worry, I am my father's only daughter. The subsequent compensation will definitely satisfy you. Take me to find his father." Bernice prayed.

A lot of time has been wasted rescuing people, and if we delay any longer, we will be late.

Aces weighed the pros and cons for a few seconds and nodded.

"Follow."

The two walked towards the dark green car.

After passing through the bustling traffic, Assei seemed to be aware of it and raised his eyes to look at the other end of the street.

There was nothing unusual there, there was a rush of people coming and going, and the occasional stop was out of curiosity about what was going on in the area where the crowd gathered.

"Any questions?"

After being abducted in the street, Bernice was particularly sensitive. When she saw that Artes was not leaving and was still looking at the other side, she hid next to Artes.

"I read it wrong?"

Asseth turned sideways without leaving a trace, avoiding Bernice's approach, suppressing the doubts in his eyes, and opened the car door for Bernice like a gentleman.

"No problem, get in the car."

Bernice carried her skirt and sat in the back row, not forgetting to leave a seat for Asseth.

Aces closed the door and sat directly in the passenger seat.

"Let's go, Manan."

The car started slowly and merged into the traffic flow.

A few minutes later, Dumbledore and Snape came out of the shop on the street.

Dumbledore looked at Snape as he walked, his eyes teasing, "Severus, aren't you looking for Professor Cavendish? Why are you trying to hide from me?"

Snape didn't know what he was hiding from, but that didn't stop him from scolding Dumbledore in his mind for being such an old bee.

The two returned to their previous positions. The commotion across the street had subsided. The royal guards wearing tall bearskin hats and scarlet tights took away the man who held the gun hostage, leaving only a few people to disperse the crowd.

"Why don't you speak?" Dumbledore looked helplessly at his mute potions professor.

Either he cursed or he didn't speak. This temper was really difficult to deal with, and only Professor Cavendish could bear it. Dumbledore's respect for Artes arose spontaneously.

"Since he doesn't want to talk, how about I come and talk to you? The greatest white wizard of this century?"

A hoarse voice, as if it had been rubbed by gravel, suddenly came from behind Dumbledore and Snape. A strong sense of crisis spread in their hearts, and the hairs on both men's hair instantly stood up.

Both Dumbledore and Snape reacted slowly, quickly pulling away from each other and drawing out their wands, but Herbo was faster.

Invisible energy imprisoned the two men's arms, from their feet up, tying them to the spot.

"What are you so excited about?"

Haierbo was wearing a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. His skinny fingers gently fell on Snape's right shoulder.

"I didn't expect to be here... Tsk, it's this hand. He didn't even scream when it was broken."

He did not continue speaking, and black energy enveloped the three of them. Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and Dumbledore and Snape's eyes went dark.

The light was seen again on the green grass in front of an old, stately white building.

There is a distance between the podium and the seats below. The audience who can come in are the lucky ones drawn by lot. Basically, all the places that can be stood are occupied, and there is no distance between people.

Haierbo used magic power to squeeze out a position for himself, and by the way, he confused the people approaching him, with a disgusted expression.

"Disgusting thing, if it weren't for... hum, it seems I came just in time, the speech hasn't started yet, and that kid just came in."

Haierbo's cold eyes walked in on Asseth and Bernice.

He was only limited in his ability to move and speak, and the two were not restricted in other aspects.

They followed Haierbo's line of sight.

When they saw Asseth walking in with Bernice, they realized that the target of the person putting more pressure on them than Voldemort was Asseth.

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to speak but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Damn it! He cursed silently.

The imprisoned hand struggled to free up a little space, and used this position to hold the wand.

The moment his hand came into contact with the wand, the magic power flowed desperately, and Haierbo's imprisonment was forcibly pried open by his extremely angry magic power, revealing a flaw.

"Huh?" Halpo finally looked away from Asseth, "I remember your name is Severus Snape? You are good, but not enough."

Rich green light floated out from Herbo's hand, fell on Snape's hand, put his wand back into his sleeve, and imprisoned him again.

"Stay well, don't move, and don't even think about getting close. If you get closer, you will be discovered."

Compared to his previous tone of mocking Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century, Herbo's current tone can be considered calm, and his attitude is more than a little bit better.

Not sure what he thought of, Haierbo changed his mind, "Forget it, I'll seal your magic power."

He raised his hand and patted Snape's shoulder, and invisible magic flowed into Snape's body in an instant, sealing the flowing magic tightly.

Sealing one is also sealing, sealing two is also sealing, Haierbo simply sealed Dumbledore who had just obtained the wand and was still preparing to break the control.

Dumbledore: "..."

He didn't succeed, so why ban him? Wouldn't banning Snape alone not satisfy you?

Halbo ignored the probing gazes of Dumbledore and Snape and stared at Artes.

Seeing Asseth sitting in the first row and seeing him politely rejecting Bernice's returned coat, his expression gradually became strange and puzzled.

Is this still a man?

Such a beautiful woman doesn't even bother to show her kindness? Misstep, maybe you should find a man.

Seeing that Herbo's attention was focused on Artes, Dumbledore winked at Snape and asked him how he was doing now.