HP: Embrace the Darkness

This strange harmony was not ended until Susanna showed off her colorful wings and came over with the arrogant step of not recognizing her relatives.

"Okay, don't ask me when you're drinking." Susanna grabbed Assis' shoulders from behind and pointed to the wine on the ground dissatisfied, "I don't care, I want a bottle too."

Artes had a headache. He finally succeeded in brainwashing himself and threw things like wine and subsequent developments thousands of miles away. However, Susanna's words brought him back.

Thinking of this, Ass's face darkened, and he pushed Susanna away with his backhand, "What do you want? If you don't have any, go ahead."

No?

I don't believe it.

Susanna's eyes moved slightly, then she seized the opportunity, reached out, grabbed, controlled, and snatched the alchemy ring, all in one go, and it only took less than three seconds.

Before Asseth could snatch it back, she rubbed oil on her soles and ran away, leaving only Ass's handsome back.

Aces' hand was broken slightly when he was captured, and it hurt a little, but this pain was far less than the discomfort of being embarrassed.

He coughed, hid his empty hand behind his back, and looked at Snape sincerely.

"Sev, if I say this was an accident, would you believe it? Or if you choose a reason you want to believe, I'll say it again?"

Snape's face didn't look good either.

Asses felt embarrassed, and why didn't he feel ashamed? You know, not only did he not grab it, but he also made the two of them angry. Now they don't dare to look at each other.

"What are you talking about? What's the reason?"

Susanna came back with a group of humans and beasts, interrupted the conversation between the two depressingly, and threw the alchemy ring towards Asseth.

"Forget it, your wine is not exciting, drink mine, I guarantee your satisfaction."

It was wine again, so he shouldn't have taken out the wine. Artes's veins were twitching, and he knew with his toes that the alcohol content that Susanna could bring out would be high.

If you keep drinking, don't even think about ending tonight.

Aces wanted to refuse, but there was a very serious problem: without using magic power, he... couldn't beat Susanna.

Facts have proved that any technique is just fancy in the face of absolute strength. Without any resistance, Artes was dragged by Susanna to the bonfire.

I don’t know when it was filled with jars, and you could smell the strong aroma of wine wafting from the jars from such a distance.

Asseth couldn't raise his hand and tried to struggle: "I won't drink, you drink it yourself."

Susanna pretended not to hear: "What did you say, dear? My aunt is old and can't hear clearly."

"Has anyone ever said that your acting skills are poor? If not, let me tell you now."

Artes turned away in disgust, but just in time to see Snape's gloating eyes, he paused and struggled less vigorously.

In fact, drinking... is not impossible.

Snape didn't know the little Jiujiu in Asseth's heart, so he took a few steps to the wine jar, slowly approached and took a smell, "What kind of wine is this?"

Others gathered around.

Grindelwald opened a jar out of curiosity, and was greeted by the aroma of wine. When he put it into his nose, he knew it was good wine without even needing to take it in.

"Keep it secret." Susanna proudly took out a pile of bowls and threw them on the small table, "Here, drink."

Several people suddenly fell silent.

Who is a good person who drinks from a bowl?

Susanna looked around. There was a child, two old people, and three who looked pretty drinkable.

She weighed the pros and cons of getting children and the elderly drunk, and then decisively excluded the children and the elderly. She blinked, poured herself a bowl with a smile, and then looked at Asseth with evil intentions.

"My dear, why don't you give it a try?"

Asseth said without changing his expression, "No need."

"You're still young and don't know how to enjoy..." Susanna took a big gulp.

The aroma of wine instantly overflowed in her mouth. She drank the rest slowly and brought the rich aroma of wine to Ass's ear.

"Although you can't do it after drinking...but I know you have a good drinking capacity, so you can definitely do it...do you really not want to try?"

Like a devil whispering, Asseth's eyes were in a trance for a moment, then regained his clarity and stepped back half a step to avoid the all-pervasive alluring aroma of wine.

"No, just drink."

"Nath-Severus! Want to try?"

Snape glanced at Artes and saw that he didn't respond, so he reached out and took Susanna's wine.

Aces was stunned, "Sif?"

Snape said nothing and tried to take a sip.

Spicy——

This is the first feeling at the entrance.

What follows is heat.

Snape pursed his lips, and the mellow and long aroma of wine occupied his mouth wantonly. After a while, his breath brought out a light fragrance, and the ambiguity surrounded him.

Slowly, the wine tastes sweet and has endless aftertaste.

"How about it, Severus, I kid you not, is it delicious?"

Susanna took a swig of wine and glanced provocatively at Asseth and Rowena, who had not yet moved.

Aces' eyes changed.

Such a simple method of provoking generals would be obvious to all the old foxes present.

But in specific scenes and in front of specific people, no matter how simple the provoking method is, it is useful.

"You can't drink, you can't drink. If you drink any more, you won't be able to stop." Asseth whispered to himself, suppressing the competitive spirit that emerged.

Snape restrainedly took another sip, glanced at Artes, and nodded in agreement.

It tastes really good, surprisingly delicious.

The aroma of the wine is not overpowering, the entrance is mellow and natural, the taste is dense and silky, and the five flavors are harmonious. They are two completely different feelings from worshiping wine.

Seeing Snape's reaction, the others were even more ready to act, their eyes lingering on the wine jar.

Especially Grindelwald, despite Susanna's dissuasion, he poured himself a large bowl and imitated Susanna and drank heavily.

The spicy wine went down his throat, and he coughed violently, almost choking to death.

Another person interested in wine is Rowena.

She has lived for such a long time, and she has already developed her drinking capacity, and she has experienced countless drinks over the long years.

She dared to say that there was no wine in the world that she had not drunk.

At the moment, Susanna's provocation has completely aroused the competitive spirit of this Ravenclaw lady who refuses to admit defeat.

She followed closely and poured herself a bowl, but she wisely did not drink it in a big gulp, but took small sips, so as not to cough out in embarrassment like Grindelwald.

Dumbledore and Draco, one of whom didn't like to drink and the other couldn't, stood aside and looked at each other, wondering why they suddenly started drinking.

Besides them, there was one person who didn't drink.

Aces slapped Susanna's hand away for the third time.

The insistence on not drinking became stronger in Snape's eyes as he gradually became confused.

It's easy to say that if one person loses control, he can tolerate it, but if two people lose control, it will be serious.

Of course, it's best not to lose control, otherwise he will be the one who feels uncomfortable and the one who gets scolded.

After thinking about this, Asseth decisively changed direction when avoiding Susanna again, and resolutely chose to stop the potion master and steal his wine.