HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Sack?"

Snape instantly understood who taught Draco this trick, and his face suddenly turned dark.

"I thought your brain could tell what you could learn and what you couldn't learn."

Draco smiled and didn't dare to answer.

Without Asses to save him, he would not have been able to escape this scolding.

Cedric knew that Snape was a powerful curser, but he didn't know how powerful it was - in just two minutes, Draco had gone from being so arrogant and arrogant, daring to hit people with sacks, to looking at the sky and the earth but not daring to look at Snape.

Seeing that Snape had no intention of stopping, the little badger, whose conscience ached, could not help but take a step forward, "Professor Snape, actually I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was pushed back by Draco.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and Snape's attention turned to Cedric again.

"It seems that some stupid and unaware people think it is glorious to lead bad classmates, and they can't wait to show off. Mr. Diggory, your arrogance is unexpected. Maybe I should talk to Professor Sprout."

As soon as the Potions Master's firepower turned around, it was astonishingly strong, leaving no dignity for Cedric.

Draco shook his head helplessly. He knew that Snape would be angry when Cedric spoke, so he kept stopping him from talking, but in the end, the man still bumped into him.

"Dean..." Draco racked his brains to find an excuse to block Snape's fire. He seemed to know what he was thinking, and felt warmth coming from his pocket, "Wait a minute."

Snape was still unfinished and looked over lazily, deciding that if Draco couldn't come up with any reasonable reason, he would scold him too.

"My brother is looking for me." Draco took out his flashing pocket watch, "Can you get through?"

Snape raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Draco quickly input magic power into his pocket watch and couldn't wait to say hello to Aces.

"elder brother!"

The overly lively tone immediately rang the alarm in Asseth's heart, and he asked cautiously: "Where are you?"

Draco glanced at Snape, saw him nodding, and cleared his throat, "I'm in the cellar."

The other end of the pocket watch was quiet for a few seconds: "Are you alone in the cellar?"

"No." Draco looked around, "And the Headmaster and Cedric."

What kind of weird combination is this?

When had Draco become so familiar with Cedric, calling him by his first name?

Aces held his pocket watch and didn't know what to say to express his ups and downs.

"Draco, don't leave the cellar yet. Do you mind if I go find you, Professor Snape?"

Snape shook his head silently, and Draco understood, "The Headmaster said he doesn't mind."

"Okay... give me five minutes, wait for me."

Draco curled his lips. It was so long, he didn't mention his name, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

With Artes' interruption, Snape stopped scolding him, put the two quails aside, and began to check the corrected paper himself.

Aces came very quickly. Five minutes later, he walked into the cellar at the last second of the agreed time.

On the way here, he went through the reasons that caused Draco's abnormal excitement. The most reasonable reason was that he did something wrong and was caught by Snape.

Because of this guess, he walked in with heavy steps, and as soon as he entered, he went straight to Draco.

"You just came to school-"

The words were forced to an abrupt end, and the cellar was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Aces looked at Snape with a look of astonishment on his face, and the Potion Master's pen was broken at some point.

Draco's lips were slightly open, and he could hardly believe what he saw - Cedric reached over him and hugged Artes, who hadn't yet escaped.

If Asseth knew what Draco was thinking, he would definitely cry out for injustice.

It's not that he didn't hide, it's just that Cedric was close and his movements were fast and accurate. All he could think about was Della causing trouble, and he was completely unprepared.

"It's nice to see you again at Hogwarts, Arthur." Cedric closed his eyes full of warmth and joy, and said with joy.

You may be the only happy person in the audience.

Draco complained silently in his mind, not daring to look at Snape's face at all.

Aces forcefully opened Cedric's arm with a faint smile on his face.

"Wait a minute, I need to deal with Draco."

Cedric nodded in understanding.

Aces walked straight towards Snape, his eyes touched the broken pen, his steps paused, and then he sped up a little, "Draco, you and Cedric go back first."

Draco responded with an "as expected" look on his face, pulled Cedric and left.

Cedric still had something to say, but Draco quickly covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands and dragged him out.

The door separates four people.

"Sev, it's not that I didn't hide, it was just that he was too close. I didn't expect that he would suddenly hug him."

Aces tried to explain, but unfortunately he didn't know that Snape had heard the conversation between him and the portrait Eileen, and he was already angry, and now he was even more angry.

"I don't need your explanation."

Snape still remembered how sad Artes was before, and he endured it again and again, without saying any hurtful words, but the anger kept burning in his heart, so he simply closed his eyes and refused to look at Artes.

"Sev, I was forced to take two scapegoats today. If you don't need my explanation, I can only carry the scapegoat and live in disgrace."

Artes smiled and approached Snape, coaxing him teasingly. He grabbed his hand and looked at it. He was relieved when he saw no scars on it.

"Don't be angry, I promise there won't be a next time."

When Asseth mentioned the two scapegoats, Snape's fire was already fading, and upon hearing the assurance, the remaining fire was gradually extinguished.

He was not blind, so he could naturally see the shock of Artes at that time. It was just that he was an eyesore to Cedric, and he was kicked out by Artes, so it was not his fault or anyone's fault.

"Two scapegoats...heh, why didn't I know that you had a relationship with her, and why did I go out of my way to inform her?"

Artes didn't expect Snape to know, and was stunned for a moment, "I just saw her... No, Sev, how did you know? Did she tell you?"

"Our talented Master Cavendish, where is your brain? She is just a portrait and sealed. Why do you think she can tell me?"

Snape, who was still a little angry, sneered and taunted with a gun and a stick.

Aces smiled nonchalantly, "My brain has no power today. I need a hug to provide motivation, or... a kiss will do, Sif, are you willing?"

As he spoke, he opened his arms and looked at Snape expectantly, his eyes wandering from his pursed lips.

Embrace? kiss?

Snape suddenly felt a little itchy in his hands.

Forget about hugs and kisses, he just wanted to give Ass a slap in the face to clear the messy thoughts in this man's mind and provide the power generated by inertia.

"I hope you know we're talking about business."

The potion master decided to give Asseth another chance to reorganize his language. If he couldn't be satisfied this time, he would provide inertial power.