HP: Embrace the Darkness

Harry walked ahead silently.

His brain, washed by blood and extraordinarily awake, clearly realized that without a wand, there was no way to resist Snape holding a wand.

He had no choice but to obey.

Snape was surprised at Harry's obedience, and at the same time he became more defensive. After thinking about it, he waved his wand, and the small doe ran towards the darkness.

Looking at the deer in the distance, Snape's eyes glowed with a dark and unclear light.

Then he closed his eyes, suppressed all the complicated emotions, walked quickly around the corner, and followed Harry, who was staggering forward while holding on to the wall.

One of them wanted to walk fast but was unable to do so, and the other was thinking about other things and was not focused on walking.

This dilly-dallying lasted ten minutes.

Arriving at the principal's office on the eighth floor, Snape woke up two sleeping stone beasts and read this week's password to them: "Grilled Sydney."

Harry glanced at Snape in surprise, and after seeing the obvious impatience and disgust on his face, he looked at the stone beast without saying anything.

The principal's tastes are getting weirder and weirder.

The stone beast dutifully opened the door.

"Go in, Potter." Snape pointed his wand at Harry to make sure he walked in honestly, and followed suit.

Harry walked into the headmaster's office, his whole body relaxed, and losing the support of his tone, he fell to the ground, hugging his knees, and was in a daze.

Snape curled his lips in disgust and ridicule, pointed the wand at his throat, and used the Amplifying Charm.

"Why don't you come out and see your savior who is too weak to stand? Or are your ears completely reduced to ornaments and incapable of accepting sounds from the outside world?"

The sound of the amplifying spell was very loud, and Dumbledore was forced to turn on his phone while he was still sleeping. Grindelwald on the side was not much better.

"Damn, who is it?"

Grindelwald sat up angrily, took out his wand and was about to rush down.

Dumbledore knocked away his wand in time, "Gayle, calm down, it's Severus' voice. He has something to do with me. You stay here and don't come down."

Grindelwald was short of breath for a moment when he heard that it was Snape and that he still owed Artes three conditions, but he soon complained to Dumbledore dissatisfied.

"Why doesn't he look at the time!"

"Severus is not someone who looks for trouble out of nothing. He may be in an emergency."

Dumbledore put on his woolen socks and a thick, childlike nightgown.

Before leaving, he warned again.

"Don't come down, Gail."

Grindelwald reluctantly agreed.

Dumbledore was still worried and deliberately left restrictions beside the bed to prevent Grindelwald from getting out of bed.

Grindelwald was furious, but he could only watch Dumbledore walk away.

Downstairs, Snape got impatient and cast another amplifying spell on himself, "I assume you still have high hopes for your savior? Even if he is too cowardly to stand up and can only lie on the ground?"

Harry sat in silence, showing no reaction to Snape's words.

In the two minutes that Dumbledore hadn't come down, he had almost gotten used to Snape mocking him for being weak every time he called Dumbledore.

Still mocking in different ways.

"Severus, you have to be more patient with Harry, he is still a child." Dumbledore said disapprovingly as he came down the stairs.

Snape smiled coldly, and the smile was obviously sarcastic, "You mean a fifteen-year-old child who can't stand firmly? That's really a...child."

Dumbledore was well aware of the Potions Master's temper and did not persuade him too much.

He cast his gaze on the shivering Harry and said kindly: "Harry? Do you want to drink a glass of warm pear juice? I guarantee you will like it."

drink?

Harry covered his mouth in horror. The smelly, sticky blood seemed to appear in his mouth again. The smell of rust reached his brain, making his stomach twitch and churn uncontrollably.

He couldn't help but spit it out with a "wow" sound, which was heartbreaking.

The smell of vomit spread in the air. Snape immediately took three steps back, but unexpectedly bumped into a warm body. He suddenly raised his wand.

"it's me."

Aces took Snape's wrist.

Hearing the familiar voice in his mind, Snape was stunned for a second, then relaxed his body and leaned towards Artes.

"How did you come?"

"Come here with you."

Artes let go of his hand and put his arm around Snape's waist weakly, but not firmly.

He was still using the Disillusionment Charm, so other people couldn't see him. If he were tight, Snape's black robes would reflect his figure and palms.

"What's wrong with him?" Artes looked at Harry who was still retching in disgust, "Dumbledore just looked at him like this? Didn't he clean it up? The smell is too strong."

Snape knew how severe Artes's mysophobia was, so he raised his hand and waved his wand to clean the pile of vomit.

"If you're counting on Dumbledore remembering something, you might want to look elsewhere."

Artes chuckled in Snape's mind, "When did I count on him? I have you."

After Harry vomited out all the food tonight, he finally suppressed his nausea and leaned against the wall staring at Dumbledore.

"I saw it! I saw it! Principal Dumbledore, I saw him! I killed a lot of people and there was blood. They were all dead."

He spoke incoherently, his voice was hoarse, he couldn't take a breath, and his face was red from holding back.

"Don't be nervous, Harry, relax." Dumbledore tried his best to calm Harry's emotions, "Let's talk slowly, maybe you need a candy?"

He took out the candy from nowhere and put it into Harry's slightly open mouth. The sweet taste eased Harry's fear, and his eyes gradually focused.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I saw him."

Harry repeated still.

Dumbledore kept reassuring him, "I understand, don't worry, let's change positions and talk slowly, I will solve everything."

Harry gradually calmed down.

Snape, who heard everything, snorted disdainfully.

Only young wizards who are inexperienced in the world would foolishly think that their principal is omnipotent.

Aces held his hand and said, "They are no better than you. It is normal for them to need spiritual sustenance."

Dumbledore helped Harry sit on the sofa.

After the sudden situation just now, he didn't dare to give Harry anything like water, so he picked and picked, and finally handed him a piece of chocolate.

"This will make you feel better, Harry, you saw him, who is he?"

Harry took the chocolate and said blankly, "It's him, I can't say his name."

The impact of the scenes he saw in his memory was so great that Harry remained cautious for the first time.

"Him? Is it Voldemort?"

Harry had concerns, but Dumbledore did not, and pointed out Voldemort directly.

Harry nodded in fear, "It was him. They broke into a room and killed everyone. I lay on the ground and killed them too."

Snape's expression changed and he walked over quickly.

He and Dumbledore looked at each other, and both saw solemnity in the other's eyes.

It is common for Voldemort to kill people, but it is different when the Savior is involved.