HP: Embrace the Darkness

Artes didn't know what happened outside the school. He was now going to the Room of Requirement to try to use the soul-searching device.

After all, he couldn't help his curiosity, and decided to try the effect of the instrument first, and then do the rest during the holidays.

But the results of the test were completely different from what he thought.

In the Room of Requirement

Aces started the instrument again, but the instrument still showed a blank display.

Failed again. Asseth looked at the instrument in his hand dejectedly.

This is already the first time he has failed.

The instrument was activated, but he couldn't find Voldemort's soul at all.

Why this is, Asseth couldn't figure it out.

He continued to try unwillingly.

But just like when he learned the Patronus Charm, he failed no matter how hard he tried.

He couldn't understand that the previous experiments were all successful, but they failed when searching for Voldemort.

Aces looked at his instruments with an expression that was hard to tell. Is it because fate is unchangeable?

It shouldn't be, Ravenclaw's diadem has been destroyed by him.

So why did the experiment fail?

Aces suddenly remembered the prophecy and the savior named Harry Potter.

In other words, the existence of a savior is necessary to completely defeat Voldemort.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the instrument in his hand, his face full of frustration and confusion. After a long time, he put the instrument down.

Asseth stood up, intending not to dwell on such difficult things as fate.

He thought maybe he should find something to distract him for now.

At this moment, Artes suddenly remembered that there was a rebellious old man who ran away from home in Hogsmeade.

I don’t know if Grindelwald has gone back. Maybe he can give me some advice on fate and prophecy.

Artes took out the hidden double-sided mirror from the box and tried to contact Grindelwald.

The two-way mirror turned on and off in Asses's hands.

Aces understood that he was too far away to contact him.

It seems that this old man who ran away from home should be caught by Dumbledore and brought back to Nurmengard.

Forget it, let’s go find him again during the holidays.

Putting down the double-sided mirror, Asseth didn't know what to do.

He had spent so much time on this instrument recently that he no longer had to think about the instrument and no longer knew what to do.

Aces leaned on the sofa, his eyes a little confused. Can he really save Dumbledore?

Does such a wonderful thing as fate really exist? Is it really irreversible?

For the first time, he thought about fate.

Christmas holidays end

The little wizards returned to Hogwarts after their vacation.

Hogwarts, which has been quiet for a while, is bustling again.

On the first day back at Hogwarts, Carter went to find Asseth, and this time he successfully blocked him.

Aces had been wandering around Hogwarts these past few days, trying to find some ideas. It was not surprising that he was blocked at this time.

He looked at Carter blocking his way. He raised his eyebrows and smiled casually.

"I heard Elise said you've been looking for me?"

"What, what do you want from me?"

Carter stood up straight, put away his somewhat dissolute attitude in the past, and solemnly and devoutly gave Ass a noble salute that represented following him.

Seeing Carter's attitude, Asseth also put away his casual smile, took a serious attitude, and returned the salute with a standard posture.

Carter's serious voice came.

"I, Aaron Carter, hereby pledge my allegiance to Arthas Cavendish before me."

Aces didn't reply immediately. He looked at Carter seriously and asked.

"Are you really willing to put all your chips on me, including your family?"

Carter did not hesitate, he knew that this bet was the same as Voldemort's, or else he would succeed.

He raised his head and looked at Asseth.

"Yes, I am willing to pay any price for my choice, including my family."

Aces looked at Carter deeply, and finally looked solemn.

"I'm open to being followed by Aaron Carter."

This is a complete noble following ceremony, and it is also the first true follower that Asses has accepted.

Strictly speaking, Elise's one was actually invalid because there was no ceremony, but Asseth didn't pay too much attention to it.

In the days that followed, Assis's life did not change much.

The failure of the soul-searching instrument made Artes temporarily give up the idea of ​​targeting Voldemort.

He planned to avoid Dumbledore and go to Grindelwald during the holidays. He needed a little help.

After thinking about it, Asses lived a very comfortable life.

In addition to studying in class and going to the library every day, I also go to the cellar from time to time to do free labor for the potions master to relieve stress.

The dark potions master initially resisted Asseth as a free laborer.

However, after he saw the sharp contrast between the materials handled by the students who were arrested and detained and the materials handled by Artes, he gradually acquiesced in Artes' uninvited visit.

Even when a certain potion master was in a good mood, Asseth who came to process the materials could get a glass of water.

The glass of water always stands quietly on the workbench.

Aces didn't notice it at first. It wasn't until one day when he was thirsty and looking for water that he was mocked and blinded by the Potions Master who saw it. He then discovered the glass of water.

Asseth silently cursed in his heart, could the potion master really not be able to speak properly?

It was obviously concern, but it suddenly turned into ridicule in his mouth.

The potion master said with a cold face, "If you don't want to be thrown out by me, no matter what you are thinking about now, put it away for me."

Aces smiled coquettishly, almost forgetting that the Potions Master was good at Legilimency. Even if he didn't use it on him, he could still roughly sense his emotions.

Having said that, he has been too relaxed in front of the potion master recently, and he has not even restrained his emotions.

Aces reflected on his vigilance in the cellar, and then remembered the injury on the Potion Master's waist.

He is hurt for you, why are you so wary of him?

He's not a bad person. Aces secretly spurned his own suspicion.

Okay, let's stop here. After Asseth condemned himself, he gave up his reflection on himself and continued to deal with the potion materials.

Snape on the side looked at the giant monster like this, his expression changing from solemn to remorseful to relieved.

For the first time, he doubted his Legilimency.

No, there must be something wrong with this troll's brain.

Under such a strange and harmonious relationship, the two people gradually became accustomed to each other's existence.

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A small theater:

Aces: Huh? Why is there a glass of water here? (Pick up the water glass and check it carefully, and smell if it is water)

After waiting for a long time, Snape finally waited for Artes to find the glass of water: (glancing at the workbench casually) What a blind little troll. I couldn't find the water I put for you. It seems that I need to prepare a bottle. Myopia is good, in order to prevent a giant monster from handling the materials incorrectly due to blindness. (snort)

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