HP: Embrace the Darkness

Artes shook Snape's hand reassuringly, "I'm not sure, I'm not that good at cursing, and he... is especially good at cursing."

"Don't worry, although I'm not good at it, there are people who are good at it. Counting the time, she should be here soon."

Aces said it without any burden.

At Haierbo's level, no matter how talented he is, it will take more than ten years to accumulate. There is no need to humiliate himself and wait for Rowena to come to the rescue.

"Who is he in your mouth?"

Dumbledore, who had been observing the curse for a while, suddenly asked.

Snape and Artes looked at each other, and then they remembered that there was another Dumbledore here.

Both of them looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked back one by one, and then looked at Arthas with Snape.

Aces stopped talking.

Because the reason he explained has not been clearly thought out yet.

Halbo's move came too suddenly and broke all his plans. Besides, he had no intention of letting Snape know about Halbo.

The last attack just now was still light.

Asseth secretly regretted it, but it was useless to regret it now.

He began to rack his brains to weave a reasonable and non-deceptive reason to explain Haierbo's identity and why he would confront Haierbo.

Just when he was about to make up a reason, there was a knock on the office door.

Officials working in city hall have a uniform habit of knocking on doors, and this rhythm of knocking and pausing is unfamiliar.

Aces shouted "come in".

Like Haierbo, Rowena, dressed in black robes, slowly approached.

Halbo left too great a shadow on Dumbledore and Snape. When they saw the person coming in black robes, they subconsciously raised their wands and pointed them at Rowena.

Rowena stopped and looked at her current boss, the principal, and her fellow professors. Her mind was a little confused, and she glared at Asseth with annoyance.

Thinking that he was not willing to part with Snape when he was in such danger, the man also brought him over.

Aces received a blank stare for no reason, and failed to follow Rowena's thoughts for a moment. He looked at her suspiciously and raised his hand to press down Dumbledore's and Snape's wands.

"She's not him, she's the person I said could help me solve the curse."

"curse?"

After catching the key words, Rowena didn't wonder why Snape and Dumbledore were here. He walked up to Aces in a few steps, grabbed his right hand and inspected it.

Haierbo's curse is a poison that will kill others, but it does not pose any threat to Rowena who is at the same level as him. The reason why Asseth was hit this time is because his new arm is too weak.

"Is it really his curse? Your arm is broken? Otherwise, how could you be cursed by him?"

After Rowena finished speaking, Snape held Arthur's hand a little tighter.

Artes seemed to be aware of it and looked over. Seeing Snape's face even paler than he looked, his heart softened into a puddle of water. He felt even more distressed when he felt Snape's right hand that was still warm no matter how hard he held it. , did not answer Rowena's question directly, but just said "hmm" in a low voice.

"This curse..." Rowena easily recognized Haierpo's method, "It's this curse again."

She looked at Snape, looking up and down carefully, but she was asking Arthas.

"You haven't let anyone touch your right hand, have you? This curse is not too harmful to you, but as soon as it comes into contact, it will split and spread along the place of contact. The person who is affected by the curse will definitely die."

This time it was Artes' turn to be frightened, and he held Snape tightly in fear.

"No...no."

"Do you know about this curse?"

As Rowena spoke, he used his fingers to trace on Ases' arm. Blue light flowed into the python's body along his fingertips, and green and blue intertwined.

"I don't know, but he reminded me before he left."

"It's incredible that he can remind people. You must be sure it's him and not some random thing replacing him."

Rowena tried her best to divert Ass's attention by saying as much as she could. She couldn't get rid of the curse directly. She could only use her energy to neutralize Haierbo's energy and solve the problem of the curse's ability to spread when touched.

Pain is inevitable with this approach, and since this arm is extremely fragile, it is probably a little more excruciating than ordinary pain.

Rowena moved more carefully.

Perhaps he guessed something from Rowena's performance, or perhaps wanted to see Rowena's movements clearly, Snape took the initiative to approach Asseth and leaned forward.

Rowena's move would indeed hurt. Asses leaned on the sofa, closing his eyes to endure the pain, and answered Rowena's voice in a light voice, "It's him."

At this time, a faint, familiar smell drifted into his nose. He lazily opened his eyes, and the potion master who was in his eyes absorbed all his thoughts, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

Asses was stupid enough to refuse the benefits that came to his door. There was a smile in his eyes, and he didn't know when to let go of his intertwined hands, quietly wrapping his arms around his thin waist.

However, he didn't hug him rashly. After all, there were other people around. The potion master was thin-skinned, and he might get angry if he hugged him.

If you can't hug her, then lean in by yourself. As long as the result is good, he doesn't care about the process.

Artes pretended to be weak and leaned on Snape's shoulder, his head buried in the crook of his neck, his left hand half-clasped around his waist, looking completely weak.

He didn't care at all about the shocked looks in Dumbledore's and Rowena's speechless eyes.

Snape's body stiffened slightly, but he did not push Artes away. Instead, he adjusted his posture so that Artes could lean more comfortably, holding him with his hands.

"Is it painful?"

This question was not easy to answer. Saying it didn't hurt would be a slap in the face, and saying it hurt would easily make the potion master feel distressed. Artes thought about it for a moment.

"It won't hurt if you're here."

Rowena raised his head in disbelief, his hand shook, and the blue magic fell to a place it shouldn't have landed.

Asseth's breathing stopped for a moment, and he suppressed his trembling while still being rational, and mentally pulled out the self that had just pretended to be pitiful.

Let you pretend, this next sentence has become a prophecy.

He gasped quietly, fighting the urge to pull his hand back.

"Sorry, I was distracted." Rowena admitted his mistake awkwardly.

Asses could guess the reason for her mistake and couldn't say anything, so he muttered and asked Rowena to continue. He himself didn't dare to say anything else.

Rowena quickly gathered her mind and inscribed the few remaining curses into her magic power one by one.

"Okay, okay, get up."