HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Did you teach it?"

The Potions Master, who was thinking about it, cast his suspicious eyes on Asseth.

"I was not involved in the development of their training."

Aces shook his head and continued.

"You may not know Ma Nan. He looks ordinary and is not tall. He usually follows Gavin and is inconspicuous. His magic power also makes me feel inconspicuous. He is best at confusion spells... and forgetfulness."

"The spells they are good at are different, but they are all the same as the characteristics of their magic."

After hearing what Asseth said, Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, "What about you?"

"Me?" Artes pointed at himself, pretending to smile mysteriously, his tone full of temptation, "Want to try to guess? There will be a surprise if you guess correctly."

The spells that Asseth is good at are not easy to guess.

Snape pulled out all the spells Artes had used in his memory and compared them, and found that he seemed... quite good at them all.

He looked deeply at Asseth, who had no weaknesses in his impression.

"Attack spell." Unable to guess, Snape answered casually.

Aces raised his finger and shook it, smiling without saying a word, pointing to the branches and vines on the ground that automatically avoided them, and finally pointed to the Unicorn Valley that was just around the corner.

"Leaves? Unicorns?" Snape was intrigued by his hint and began to guess seriously.

The serious Potions Master's eyes are full of concentration, and his whole body is shrouded in dazzling light. It is very different from the person in the photo who is almost blended into the darkness, but it is still the same that makes people unable to look away.

Aces stared at it for a while, his eyes were stimulated by the light, and he squinted slightly. After a moment, he realized that it was actually the light coming from the gaps between the leaves.

But it's still very eye-catching.

Artes couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then led Snape to the bottom of the big tree where unicorns gathered in the valley, and sat among the unicorns.

The unicorn, who had not seen Artes for a long time, was very excited and started chattering and quarreling around Artes and Snape.

Snape hid behind Artes and let him deal with the unicorn's enthusiasm while he thought there.

Aces knew that Snape was not used to the enthusiasm of unicorns, so he single-handedly stopped all the unicorns and listened to them one by one.

Unicorns have a particularly strong desire to talk, and each of them talked for a long time before reluctantly giving up their position.

Aces was not impatient throughout the whole process. Half of his attention was on Snape, and the other half listened carefully to what the unicorns had to say, and also gave feedback cooperatively.

After chirping, the unicorn was satisfied and knelt in a circle not far away, staring at Artes and Snape without blinking.

The Forbidden Forest that remains unchanged every day makes them like humans very much. Of course, the premise is that humans are recognized by them, otherwise it will be difficult to even get close to them.

After successfully retreating, Artes leaned back, covering the bright and dazzling sunlight with one hand, tilted his head, and smiled at Snape: "Did you find the answer?"

Snape nodded and shook his head, and said uncertainly: "You have used silver vines before. Is it a natural type of spell?"

Aces's smile deepened, "I guessed half of it right. My... type of spell that I'm best at is..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Snape saw the answer.

With them as the center, the silver light spread out like ripples. Wherever it passed, plants grew wildly and were full of vitality. The unicorn's body also shimmered when it was touched, and its warm eyes became softer.

Looking at the wild grass swaying in the wind, Snape suddenly remembered the green grass that appeared in the snow that winter.

That green space and this scene now.

How similar.

The silver energy swings far.

Rowena, who was closest to the Forbidden Forest, put down his work, raised his head, and looked through the window into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

"Such a strong vitality, maybe this time, it can really end this damn fate."

In the principal's office, Grindelwald imitated Artes and served a cup of hot tea.

Dumbledore leaned back in disgust.

"Gail, I can understand your love of learning. Please also understand the dissimilarity between people and don't study with your eyes closed."

Grindelwald recalled Asseth's actions and seemed to understand, but replaced it with a glass of pumpkin juice.

Dumbledore covered his head: "Mr. Cavendish did it subconsciously, not deliberately. At the same time, Earl Gray tea... If I remember correctly, that is Severus' favorite tea. Do you understand now?"

Grindelwald was open-minded and studious, "Don't you like pumpkin juice? What do you like?"

Dumbledore really wanted to capture Artes and teach Grindelwald a lesson, or maybe Anna.

Ok?

Attend class?

It doesn't seem to work either.

Dumbledore stroked his beard thoughtfully.

Suddenly, the two of them looked at the Forbidden Forest at the same time.

"This magic seems a bit familiar."

Grindelwald touched his chin to recall, and the feeling of being threatened first came to his mind. He licked his back molars and felt that his teeth hurt a little.

This is obviously the magic power of Aces. What the hell is that kid doing to release so much magic power?

Seeing that Dumbledore didn't seem to remember who it was, Grindelwald betrayed Artes without hesitation.

"I remembered, a few nights ago, in that professor's office, it was this magic."

Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and he immediately calmed down. With the Potions Master here, Artes would not do anything casually in Hogwarts. Now he might just be living in a world of two, but he was just a little more excited.

"Using magic in the Forbidden Forest may be an accident." Grindelwald murmured to himself.

Dumbledore took the pumpkin juice and said, "This has nothing to do with you. Let's continue with the question. Do you really still not understand?"

Grindelwald fell into another round of thinking.

Although the silver magic power is very powerful, it is also very gentle. When it expands to a certain extent, it is blown away by a gust of wind and turns into light spots floating in the air.

Snape was a little curious as to why Arthas always liked to turn magic power into points of light.

"this problem……"

Aces grabbed the spots of light and watched them disappear in his hands.

"You should ask my mother. She likes this and thinks it looks good. When I was training with her, she always asked me to show her the performance. Gradually I got used to it."

The breeze blew through the light spots, blowing the tiny light spots into Snape's hands. In a daze, he remembered the two dances surrounded by light spots in the German castle.

He thought he couldn't remember the situation at that time, but when he recalled it now, he found that he clearly remembered Asesto's eyebrows illuminated by the light when he was spinning.

"It does look good."

His voice was neither too small nor too loud, and Artes could hear it clearly. He thought Snape was talking about the bright spots in the sky, so he waved his hand and threw out more magic power.

The sky was full of bright spots, like rain.

The unicorns felt the warm magic light and raised their heads in joy. The younger and more playful unicorns jumped happily in the light rain, so happy.