HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Damn it!"

Snape waved his wand angrily, causing the two sleeping soundly men to float up and stand upside down.

The dizziness of brain congestion irrationally drove away sleep. Goyle and Crabbe opened their eyes and found that the world was upside down. They let out short screams.

Snape hypnotized himself several times. It was the Slytherin students who did not throw them directly to the ground, but slowly put them down.

"Why don't you get up quickly? Do you need me to invite you? Two--tsk, get up now, hurry up."

Having spent all his little virtue as a teacher, Snape took back the word "idiot" with difficulty.

Even if that's what he felt.

Goyle and Crabbe got up in a daze, and were frightened to wake up when they saw Snape in a rage.

"S...Ss Professor Snape."

"Sometimes I really wonder if your father passed down his brain to you."

Snape sneered harshly, his disgusted and sharp gaze scratching across the bones of Goyle and Crabbe, making them tremble with coldness and dare not raise their heads.

"Listen, if you call the professor by the wrong name again and sleep around, I will personally teach you how to use your brain, do you hear me?"

"I heard that."

The two men nodded hurriedly, regardless of how unreasonable Snape's words were about sleeping anywhere.

Satisfied with the answer, Snape put away his wand.

The headmaster of Slytherin, whose brain was several times better than the two of them put together, was quite disgusted with the fact that he had two students who were too stupid to see. He didn't even bother to scold them, so he fooled the two of them, threw off his black robe and left. .

After Snape's figure completely disappeared, Goyle and Crabbe dared to raise their heads and look at each other in confusion.

"Why did we fall asleep here?"

"Does your...butt hurt?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them trembled and hurriedly touched themselves up and down. In the end, they found that apart from a little pain in their buttocks, there was no other problem.

The two looked at each other again.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew out from nowhere, cunningly stirring up the cool air from the half-day sleep on the ground and the cold air left by Snape.

Adding up the two, the two of them did not dare to stay longer and left in a hurry, running away with a bit of despair behind them.

"Look, I just said that as long as the dean is here, nothing will happen. What are you worried about?"

Draco walked out of the shadows with the steps of a young man pulling him up to the sky, holding a wand, and said to Cedric who was one step behind him as he walked.

Cedric nodded distractedly.

His appearance brought back bad memories for Draco, and he slapped him on the shoulder with an iron fist.

"Cedric! Did you listen to me? Why do I think you pay too much attention to my brother! Wake up, you have a girlfriend! And he also-"

Draco suddenly covered his mouth, braked as fast as he could, and looked around in horror.

"Too much attention? It seems so, but I feel at ease when I see him. I don't know why."

Speaking of Asseth, Cedric was like a clockwork robot, his whole body was full of energy and his warm eyes were shining with dazzling light.

"As for my girlfriend, Qiu... we had a fight. She said that I have been... forget it since I saw her. Anyway, we have been apart recently to calm down. She said that she needs some time."

The gentle and polite little badger couldn't say anything about his girlfriend behind his back, so he could only vaguely convey it and move on to the next topic.

"Draco, did you just say that Asseth is the same? Does he also have a girlfriend? What is his girlfriend like? Is she from Hogwarts?"

Draco shook his head stiffly, "Not a girlfriend."

"Not a girlfriend?"

Cedric was confused, as if he thought of something, his face changed, feeling a little guilty and a little embarrassed.

"Draco, what I said just now is not accurate. Don't take it seriously. If he likes it, it doesn't matter if he is a boyfriend or a girlfriend. What matters most is that he likes it."

Cedric was a little embarrassed to talk about something as intimate as someone else's sexual orientation with a classmate who was younger than him and whom he didn't know very well.

He lowered his head slightly, the side of his face turned red visibly, and with his twinkling eyes, he looked like a young man in love.

Draco looked at the faint blush on his face in horror, feeling like his brain was going to burn. If he understood correctly, Cedric liked his brother?

"What... do you think of my brother?" he asked in a trembling voice.

Cedric looked forward to him, "He is very good. He is the best person I have ever met in my long life."

Draco clearly heard his trembling heart "pop" and crack.

He seemed to have... attracted a love rival for his dean. If this was known, would he still be alive?

"The nicest guy?"

The soft and cold tone seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and the tail tone was slightly raised, with a bone-chilling coldness.

Draco jumped up and stepped back, looking at Snape and Professor Sprout who were standing there at some point, falling into despair.

"Dean...President!"

If he just doubted whether he could survive, there was no need to doubt it now. He would definitely not survive, and he might not survive tomorrow.

Snape glanced at Draco without commenting on his cowardice, only looking at Professor Sprout.

"I don't think I can help. Professor Sprout should ask someone else."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Draco again.

"I hope you will be where you are next time, Mr. Malfoy."

Leaving behind a vague warning, the Potions Master disappeared as silently as he came.

Draco thought about his headmaster's warning, left Cedric with a helpless look, and quickly disappeared.

It was a joke. On one side was the dean who controlled his "life and death", and on the other was a friend he had just met. He could still tell which was more important.

He is a Slytherin who knows how to protect himself.

As the night gradually dimmed, the lights in the castle were turned on one by one. The warm light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the way ahead for students coming from afar.

Draco changed into his school robe, looked at himself in the mirror, and imitated Artes' gentle smile.

The platinum young master in the mirror became approachable and a little dignified almost instantly.

Not bad, very handsome.

Draco nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the dormitory, raised a practiced smile to the Slytherin who was waiting for him below, and walked slowly to the front of them.

"Let's go."

Someone on both sides opened the door to the Slytherin lounge. Draco nodded to them and walked out of the lounge first. He glanced at Goyle and Crabbe in the corner and smiled mockingly at them.

Without these two idiots, he still has the identity of Malfoy's sole heir and Cavendish's godson, and there are countless people who are willing to pursue him.

But without him, what identity would Goyle and Crabbe have?

Preparing for Death Eaters? What's the future for following a master like that?

How stupid.

Draco withdrew his gaze and walked out of the lounge.