HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces played with the buttons of his cuffs leisurely, "It will not exceed your capabilities, and it will not violate the bottom line, and it will not involve Dumbledore's three things."

The playful movements successfully caught Grindelwald's eyes, and the looming snake tail fell into his eyes.

This is a threat.

He quickly understood what Asses meant.

After thinking for two seconds, Grindelwald gritted his teeth and agreed to the condition, "Okay."

Arsace put down his half-rolled sleeves with satisfaction, buttoned them up again, took out the magical contract he had prepared and handed it to Grindelwald.

Looking at the clear conditions and bright red signature on it, Grindelwald's face turned a little foul.

"Are you ready?"

"It's not early. I wrote it yesterday."

Aces handed it forward again, signaling him to hurry up and take the signature.

Grindelwald accepted it with a shameful face, and signed his name in a flourish without even looking at it.

As the last stroke fell, the magic contract turned into thousands of points of light in his hands, half floating into him and half floating into Asseth, and invisible threads connected the two.

This is a sign of the success of the contract. It will only be broken when the contract is completed. If you violate it, you will die.

"You are really cruel. If you use death as the price for disobedience, aren't you afraid that I would rather die than do it, and then drag you to die with me?"

Only when Grindelwald saw the thread did he realize what the conditions of the contract were violated.

My heart went cold.

Artes smiled nonchalantly, "You can't, you managed to save Dumbledore, and you are willing to die like that?"

"Besides, I'm not as cruel as you."

Asseth nodded his left hand meaningfully. When it comes to cruelty, the two of them are equally matched.

Grindelwald was short of breath after all, so he just sneered and turned his face away from Artes.

"So... let's not talk about anyone else."

Grindelwald had no way to refute and fell silent. Unable to bear the anger, he turned his back to Artes.

"What else do you want?"

Aces shook his head, "No."

Why don't you leave without you?

Grindelwald looked at Artes' unmoving feet and just wanted to give him a kick and kick him out of the room.

"Well, since you don't welcome me, I'll leave first and won't bother you here."

Aces wiped the non-existent dust on his body, slowly put on his coat, and walked towards the door.

He kept his word and never stopped walking.

Grindelwald looked at him quietly.

Asseth's figure disappeared at the door of the bedroom, and Grindelwald remained in a stalemate for two seconds. The long-lost guilt gave him the urge to turn around, but he didn't like to bow his head.

Five seconds later, Grindelwald turned around and looked downstairs from the window with a stinking face.

Downstairs, Artes noticed the gaze on him as soon as he walked out of the door. He pretended not to know and kept walking forward, wanting to see what Grindelwald wanted to do.

Grindelwald ultimately did nothing.

He was just watching the ignorant and loveless Artese leave from the Nurmengard Tower, watching the man who carried the life and death of his lover leave step by step.

Until it disappears completely.

Grindelwald stood still and changed his position to look at Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

Aces was right, there was no difference between them.

He was extremely cruel for Al, and Artes was extremely cruel for Snape. The two of them had no right to criticize each other, they were just half-matched.

If his guess was correct, Snape would have to spend at least two of the three things that Artes wanted to leave, and maybe all three.

Grindelwald sighed quietly, slowly returned to bed and fell asleep.

He is not Asseth, so he doesn't have to be so busy that he doesn't even have time to sleep.

His battered heart found some comfort at this point, and Grindelwald fell asleep with a smile.

Feeling that the sight on his body had completely disappeared, Asseth turned into an inconspicuous alley, covered his right hand with his left hand, and the magic flowed into his arm along the palm, forcing the ferocious snake head from his shoulder to his wrist, and finally turned into a thin A small snake is entangled in the wrist bone.

After the snake becomes smaller, it is not ferocious, but rather delicate, wrapped around the wrist bone, like an exquisite decoration.

Aces looked at it for a while, but still felt it was conspicuous, so he spent some magic power to cover up the snake.

"So...Sif shouldn't be able to see it, right?"

After taking a few more uncertain looks and confirming that there would be absolutely no problem, Ass was relieved.

At the same time, I don't know how many times I scolded Haierbo for causing trouble. If he had to bring up such a big snake, he couldn't get rid of it all at once, he could only eliminate it a little at a time.

After scolding Haierbo, Artes returned to Spider End Alley feeling refreshed and ready to continue lazing around.

School is about to start in a few days. He has to stay here for two more days, otherwise it will be difficult to see people when school starts.

Aces has timed it very accurately. It is lunch time now and we can have lunch together.

Skillfully find the potion room, skillfully fish out the potion master from the potion room, and skillfully use the charm of language to coax and persuade people to the dinner table.

Then, the two of them looked at the empty dining table and fell into a long silence.

Aces mentally went over what he had done this morning, and finally, he sadly discovered something.

He asked Nina to take care of Susanna last night, but he forgot to ask Nina to bring today's lunch.

"Is this what you call lunch? It seems I need to redefine your IQ."

Snape looked at the dining table and then at Artes, full of mockery.

"Sorry about my question. I forgot to tell Nina last night to deliver breakfast tomorrow. Sit down for a while. I'll ask her to deliver it now."

Artes admitted his mistake, explained and made amends in one go, without any hesitation. Before Snape could refuse, he pulled him to sit down on the sofa.

Two books on the bookshelf swayed over and hung in front of the two of them.

Snape glanced at it and found that it was the book he had been reading these past few days, so he did not refuse and lowered his head to read quietly.

Aces used the props left at the manor to notify Nina and asked her to deliver two lunches. Then he picked up another book and read it casually.

Ten minutes later, Nina came with lunch for the two of them, but with her came a curious platinum peacock.

"Draco? Why did you follow Nina here? Is there something going on at home?"

Aces took the lunch from Nina's hand.

While setting the table, he brought the platinum peacock looking around for questioning.

"Stop looking and answer my question first."

"There's... something's wrong."

Draco pressed his hands tightly against his thighs, his whole body stiff and a little uncomfortable. This was the first time in his life that he was in such a simple... small house.

Although there were no holes or dust, it was far from the gorgeous Malfoy Manor and the quaint Cavendish Manor. Could his brother really live there?

Draco's expression management was really not good enough in front of two masters of expression management.

He thought he had suppressed his dislike very well, but both Artes and Snape saw it clearly.