HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces repeated in a murmur.

"Gloomy?"

"Yes, gray."

After Asses came in for so long, Joel was finally willing to put down his report and look at him seriously.

"Master Aces, in the basement of Cavendish Manor, there is a notebook left on your exclusive bookshelf, which records this kind of depression. The owner of that notebook...is you, Master."

Aces also thought about the notes in the basement and recalled what was recorded in the notes in his memory. His expression became solemn.

"Is that notebook still in the basement now?"

"I went to check it, and it's still there, and the surrounding restrictions are all in good order. There are no signs of external damage, and there are no signs of looking through the notes."

Artes finally understood why Joel called him back in a hurry. Whether it was a data leak or other possibilities, it was very troublesome for him.

"Do my father and mother know?"

Joel stared deeply at Asseth, "I don't know yet. The Ravens came back late. Only they and us know about this for the time being."

Hearing the deep meaning in Joel's words, Artes smiled helplessly, "Do you need me to provide my alibi? Grandpa Joel."

"Of course...no need."

Asseth's whereabouts during this period were public to the Cavendish Manor, and even the basilisk kept in the basement knew where Asses was.

"It seems we need to celebrate my successful escape from suspicion?"

"Not yet, Master."

Joel slowly smiled and pointed to the table.

"Let me remind you that your father was kind enough to leave half of your work for you, which means, Master, you have no time for anything else."

The conscientious butler Joel coldly refused his young master's request for celebration and thoughtfully sent him piles of tasks.

After hearing the bad news, Master Asseth suddenly became pale and tried to refuse, but failed under the condemning and helpless eyes of Butler Joel.

At this point, there was another person in Cavendish Manor late at night who couldn't sleep and couldn't sleep.

In order to go back to Spider End Alley tomorrow, Artes was gearing up and decided to finish the things that William had accumulated tonight.

After midnight, the two of them worked together to finish most of the work. Asseth continued to study the report handed over by Raven, reading it word by word.

"Master, do you only have one notebook?" Joel's voice suddenly sounded again in the quiet study.

Asseth stopped turning the page, then turned it over as if nothing had happened, "Of course there is more than one. I think you know where the other one is, Grandpa Joel."

"Is it Mr. Snape?" Joel asked.

Aces nodded calmly.

"Master Asseth, I don't want to speculate on anyone. It's just that there are no traces of invasion in the manor, not at all."

"I know, but this matter has nothing to do with him. He has been with me all the time, and even the evidence is the same as mine. Or does it mean that Grandpa Joel doesn't believe me?"

"Of course I am willing to believe the young master, and I am also willing to believe Mr. Snape, but notes are dead objects."

"The notes were always on his bookshelf."

Aces was very calm. He had just tidied the bookshelf yesterday, and he knew exactly what books were on it.

Joel felt that his young master had lost his head.

"And I probably already know who it is. I'll take care of this matter, so I don't need to pay attention to it."

Aces added calmly, barely interrupting Joel's look at the fool and giving him reassurance.

The two of them were busy until late at night before going to bed.

Early the next morning, Artes accompanied Anna and others to finish their meal and went to meet the remaining ravens.

When they saw Assis, they kept talking about you and me, and they wanted to describe all the passers-by they saw on the road that day.

Aces listened quietly, thoughtfully. The details they told were almost the same as those in the report, and he felt familiar.

A second look revealed that the gray air surrounding the wound on Gavin's hand was indeed a curse he had worked up in his free time before, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

In fact, this spell has no special effect. Just like the name, its effect is to adhere to the bloody wound, which will delay the recovery of the wound and slowly reduce the vitality of the injured person.

There are so many magic spells for wizards, and most of them will not cause much physical damage to the surface of the human body. Most of the effective attack spells will damage the soul.

So when this rudimentary version of the curse came out, it was kept at home until Snape taught him about the Shadowless Blade, and he continued to improve it.

Shen Feng Wu Ying is originally aimed at physical damage. Without a counter-curse, it will bleed. With this curse, the person who is hit will basically not survive.

Helping Gavin disperse the gray energy and returning the vitality inside to Gavin, Artes returned to Spider End Alley with the dot and the morning light.

It was less than eight o'clock, and there were not many people walking on the street. The few people were in a hurry, busy with their own things, and did not even notice a man who was incompatible with this place, standing quietly in the corner of the alley.

Aces walked through the alley and looked over, but he only saw sewage on the ground and escaping rats.

There's still that lingering sense of familiarity.

He didn't stop, and the thoughts in his eyes were blocked by his lowered eyelashes, and nothing strange was revealed.

Stepping into the Muggle Expelling Curse left by Snape, the familiar feeling finally disappeared. Artes turned back and looked at the shadow not far away. There was still nothing there.

He paused for a moment, calmly averted his gaze, turned around and returned to his room. He opened the alchemical magic pattern in the room and surrounded the house, making it airtight.

No one noticed that a man completely shrouded in black robes walked out of the shadow in the corner that Ass was staring at just now. He looked at the small building not far away and didn't know what he was thinking.

It was still early, so Asseth placed the breakfast he brought on the table, tapped the table with his knuckles slightly, leaving a warming spell on the table, and wrapped the breakfast.

The bedroom was silent and there was no sound. Asseth quietly opened the door and walked towards the bed. As he walked, white light emerged from his body. Through the white light, a miniature white tiger came out.

The white tiger has high bone density and heavy weight. For fear of crushing the bed, Aces continued to shrink his body.

When he was about the same age as a tiger cub, he jumped up and landed next to the bed.

The faint movement on the bed awakened the vigilant Potions Master. He vaguely opened his eyes and reached to the bedside to hold the wand.

"Who?"

"Hululu."

Aces poked his furry head out, revealing himself.

"Aces? How to use Animagus?"

Seeing that it was Artes, Snape put away his wand, pinched the back of the little white tiger's neck, lifted him from the bed, and threw him into the soft quilt.