HP: Embrace the Darkness

"You really want me to be angry?"

Snape glanced at Arthas with a raised eyebrow.

I don't know if it was Arthas's misunderstanding, but he actually saw a playful smile in Snape's eyes.

"of course not."

Aces denied it in a low voice.

"I just know that my behavior is inappropriate, and I also know that no one would want to be investigated by others. It is understandable to be angry, so I asked like that..."

"If I say you're angry, what do you want to do? Apologize?" Snape asked with interest.

"If you are angry——"

Aces' words suddenly turned in a direction that Snape had not expected.

"Want to see my information?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, and then saw a beautifully wrapped book appear out of thin air the moment Asseth finished speaking, hanging quietly in front of him.

The pages of the book open automatically when there is no wind.

Delicate portraits, photos and texts flashed through Snape's eyes.

Without exception, the protagonists in the photos are all Asseth. Some are him as a toddler, some are studying with a book in his hands... and others are wearing a dress, with long hair falling to the sofa and looking blankly at the camera.

Aces controlled the magic power to slow down the page turning.

"I knew I was the one who offended, so after seeing the information, I prepared information about myself, from childhood to adulthood, down to the smallest details."

Then, he seemed to have made a very difficult decision, "If you don't think it's enough, my mother still has some pictures of me... that are not very good-looking."

Not so pretty photos?

Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming interested.

Aces was still talking, his tone becoming more serious.

"Maybe you will think that I am making my own decisions, maybe you will think that I am sophistry, but I am here to exchange, to exchange our past for our future."

The man's gentle voice followed the tightening of his hands, wrapping Snape from the inside out.

Looking at the book that detailed what Artes was doing at each stage, the little anger in Snape's heart suddenly dissipated.

He knew that Asseth would always find a way to make him unable to get angry, no matter when.

"Brother? Why are you so slow?"

Draco, who had looked at several rooms in front of him, stopped at some point and shouted to Artes and Snape from a distance of more than ten meters.

The distance was a bit far, and Snape was wearing a black robe, which completely covered their interlocking hands, so Draco only saw them chatting, but not their movements hidden under the robes. .

Snape twitched his hand, but did not pull it out the first time. Only the second time did he pull his hand out of Ass's hand, who came back to his senses and was annoyed at Draco for ruining the atmosphere.

"Go see the manor."

"……All right."

Young Master Cavendish, who felt greatly wronged, looked at Draco's cheerful back.

He looked at him until he was stiff, and he looked around for eyes before he was satisfied and let him go.

The manor is not big, and it took the three of them more than ten minutes to complete the circle and return to the living room that Nina had tidied up.

"Come on, let's find some clues."

Aces turned the black robe on his body into white, put on rimless glasses without prescription, held a quill between his two fingers, held a book in his left hand, and circled around Draco to study.

Draco looked at his brother speechlessly, who didn't know which act he was acting in, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Ok?"

Aces was so absorbed in his study that he didn't hear Draco's words clearly and didn't notice Snape's speechless eyes.

"I said, why do you want to change clothes?"

"This?" Artes tapped his clothes with a quill, still staring at Draco, "I've been addicted to being a doctor. Before -"

He suddenly reacted mid-sentence and used the quill as a wand and hit Draco on the head.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Be quiet and let me study for you how to become an Animagus alive."

Snape didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the two brothers, nor did he want to draw Artes' attention to himself, so he quietly watched Artes torturing Draco.

"almost."

Asseth wrote the last stroke on the book and put the quill into his pocket.

"It's almost done."

"How can I let you live to see that you have almost become an Animagus? In this case, you first ask Estella to come here, and I will ask it something."

Draco pointed at himself, "Brother, are you talking to me?"

"Who am I talking to if I'm not talking to you?"

Artes replied angrily, turned around with a smile on his face, returned to Snape in two steps, and handed him the guess plan and records.

"Sev, look what's left."

Seeing them communicating in low voices, Draco closed his mouth with a wink and waved his wand in the air, but did not summon Estella.

His brother is dizzy, but he is not dizzy yet.

This was not Hogwarts. It was so far away, and even if he could call Estella over, the magic power would still be drained from him.

It's a pity that he underestimated two researchers who have reached the pinnacle of their respective fields.

While the two were chatting, they didn't even remember that there was an idle subject next to them.

ten minutes……

twenty minutes……

Draco finished plucking all the feathers out of Artes' pocket quill, and before they could stop, his eyelids began to fight unconsciously.

"Okay, let me try first."

Draco, who was completely ignored for the first time in his life, struggled to open his eyelids, picked up his wand, and waved it.

"Calling God to Protect——"

Draco's wand suddenly stopped in mid-air and could no longer be swung. The spell that had not yet been fully formed also dissipated and turned into blue points of light that dissipated.

"I knew it wouldn't work. It's all because of that bastard Ass, hiss... my magic power."

Draco, who was about to be drained, lay weakly on the sofa. He listened to the discussion between the two of them, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Gradually, during the discussion that was like a book from heaven, Draco fell asleep. He slept better than before. The bed still smells good.

The last thought before going to bed was to record the discussion between Artes and Snape and use it for hypnosis later.

Very useful.

"call……"

Ten minutes later, the two ended their discussion. On the originally empty parchment were listed two plans that seemed feasible and had a high probability of success.

"Draco, come here and try first—Draco? Huh? Where is Draco?"

Aces was holding the parchment, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for, and his eyes were a little blank.

"Master Cavendish troubled us to look back and see if his good brother was lying there sleeping."

Snape was facing Artes, and at a glance he saw Draco sleeping soundly behind Artes.

Aces turned back with a dark face, and slapped him on the head with his hand faster than his head.

"This...Draco, what's going on? I didn't sleep well last night. I didn't even summon him when I asked him to, so he slept here."