HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces closed the suitcase, and suddenly there was the sound of shattering glass, the sound of flesh hitting wood, and an indistinct muffled sound.

He was startled and subconsciously held the door handle.

As if he knew he would make this move, Snape's voice came through the door in time.

"Stand up! Potter, I will report what you broke to the principal. Now, hold on to your wand first. I don't want rumors to spread in Hogwarts tomorrow that the Savior died tragically in the crypt."

Did Harry Potter fall?

Aces breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time listened more carefully to what was going on outside.

Although the savior could not defeat his potions master at first glance, what if there was some nasty verbal attack? So he had to be just in case, as he didn't want the potion master to get hurt at all.

Outside the potion room, Snape looked at Harry with disgust as he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

There's only one chance that those memories will be exposed. If it weren't for Asseth's ring...

He felt a little scared, and stroked the cold ring with his fingertips. His irritability improved, and he became more tolerant of Harry's still dillydallying.

"Give you three seconds."

Harry immediately climbed up on the floor.

"Legilimency."

……

For Harry, learning Occlumency from Snape was a long and terrifying nightmare.

When he walked out of the cellar, he suspected that what came out was his own body, the kind without a soul.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Hermione asked.

The little witch's concerned greeting brought Harry's thoughts back to where he had wandered. He shook his head absentmindedly, "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about the exams in a few days."

"Exam! You really should study hard. You've been distracted in class lately, which is not good."

The little witch persuaded her friend earnestly, completely unaware of the impatience in Harry's eyes.

Ron, who had been looking at Harry, noticed it and tugged on the little witch's sleeve.

"Okay, Harry seems to want to be quiet. Why don't you give him some space?"

Hermione frowned and glanced at the nonchalant expressions of the two people facing the exam. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it, but left her seat holding the book.

Ron sighed at Hermione's leaving figure, and then looked at his friend who was in a daze, "Harry, do you think there's anything wrong with Hermione recently?"

Harry couldn't care about his own affairs and was in no mood to pay attention to his friends' affairs. He gave Ron a few vague words and left his seat.

Looking at the vacant seats on the left and right, Ron had a strong feeling that they might never be as close as before.

But how did things develop like this?

Ron didn't know either, he could only go back to his dormitory and do his own thing.

Contrary to the three people whose relationship seems to be broken, the three people in the cellar have entered a new stage of love - tutoring from the snake king in the cellar.

Unfortunately, the person being tutored was Draco, who had just rolled and crawled out of the suitcase.

"Clear your mind, Draco, I don't want to say it a second time." Snape stood in front of the desk, holding the wand in one hand, and said to Draco, who had a blank look in his eyes.

Draco shook his head as if he had poured a lake of water into it, and looked at Arthur with aggrieved eyes, "I really tried my best, how can I clear my mind? Why doesn't there be a specific method for this?"

Aces helplessly avoided his gaze.

Draco could only look at Snape, who had a stern expression on his face, "Dean, I swear I'm really empty, but I don't know why, my brain always has some pictures emerging on its own."

"That means you didn't clear it!" The students Snape taught today were each more stupid than the other. He became more angry and his tone became worse and worse, "Malfoy, use your brain full of colorful patterns!"

"I moved!" Draco looked a little unhappy when someone other than his father pointed at him and scolded him for the first time.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not very good, Artes, who had been watching as an invisible man, did not dare to watch anymore. He quickly poured a cup of Keemun black tea and handed it to Snape.

"Sev, are you thirsty? Drink some tea first to moisten your throat. You are tired of scolding me for so long. Why don't you take a rest first and I will do the rest."

"Drinking tea?" Snape went crazy and refused to acknowledge his relatives, and his anger burned directly to Artes, "Have you finished reading your book? Why are you so idle?"

Aces was stunned for a moment, "I've finished reading."

"Then why don't you go on and watch something else?"

Knowing that he couldn't reason with the potions master at this time, Asseth replied in a good voice: "I'll take a look now. Does Sif have any suggestions?"

Snape flicked his cold eyes and said softly, "In other words, since today, your eyes have not noticed the book on the table?"

Artes quickly glanced at the unfamiliar books on the table. He didn't dare to nod honestly, and he didn't dare to shake his head to lie. He could only change the subject abruptly, "Thank you for your hard work, Sif."

"It turns out that your eyes are somewhat useful. I thought your eyes can only be used to appreciate those... unique patterns?"

"It's not just the patterns." Artes smiled and handed the Keemun black tea to Snape. "You can also enjoy the aroma of the tea. The temperature is just right. Let's try a sip?"

After a full round of sarcasm, Snape's anger aroused by the two stupid students gradually subsided, and he no longer refused the tea offered by Artes.

After taking a sip of the sweet and mellow black tea, the sweet aroma of the tea extinguished the anger in his heart, and his tone softened: "Remember to finish reading it within today."

"No problem, I promise to complete the task."

Aces took the book over and looked at Draco who was standing there at a loss.

"Why don't you let Draco go back and practice first? Occlumency can't be rushed. After all, he has the tools I gave him, so there is no need to rush."

As he said that, he glanced at Draco, who couldn't understand what happened and why Snape's attitude changed 180 degrees.

When Draco received the signal, he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes" regardless of what Aces said.

"As for Potter... If it doesn't work, I'll find some props to control him temporarily."

Snape thought for two seconds and agreed without thinking of a better solution.

Relieved, Draco said hello, greased his feet and ran for freedom.

"boom--"

A gust of wind blew by, the door opened and closed heavily, and the shadow of the platinum peacock disappeared in the cellar.

The posture looked like that of Susanna who was running for her life, as if she wouldn't be able to escape even one second later.

"It seems like Lucius should cultivate his son's courage." Snape, who felt a little embarrassed, stared at the slammed door with a strange look, "otherwise his precious son would be scared to death one day without knowing the reason."

Aces smiled and helped: "I think so too. I will write to Lucius when I get the holidays."

Obviously he was following what he said, but Snape felt more and more uncomfortable. When he heard it at the end, his face suddenly darkened, "Are you mocking me?"