HP: Embrace the Darkness

Back in the cellar, Snape's back that was kept straight finally relaxed a little, and he lost his aura of intimidation to the young wizard. He sat down on the sofa and waved his hand to Mopidor to open the protective glyph.

"Okay, Dean."

Mopidor shook his head, the snake's eyes flashed with scarlet light, a layer of invisible ripples spread out, and the transparent protective magic words on the wall and underground lit up one by one.

"Dean, I'm fine now."

Snape closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Mopidou shut up with a wink, and quietly placed the letter sent today beside the sofa.

After briefly squinting for half an hour, Snape opened his eyes, picked up the letter at hand, and opened it.

Most of the letter contained various concerns and greetings, from asking about breakfast to dinner, and finally wrote "Everything goes well, don't worry."

Snape was mentally prepared for the worst, and was a little surprised when he saw this sentence, but too much time occupied his time, so he quickly put this surprise behind him and started writing a reply.

After writing the reply, Snape hesitated for a moment, then picked up the pen and asked vaguely about the dementors at the end.

Watching the missive letter go away, after half an hour's rest, the Potions Professor, whose fatigue was gone, gathered his energy, packed up the materials for class, and rushed to the next battlefield with great energy.

At the same time, a snowstorm hit the far north, and everything in the world merged into one at this moment, with no way forward or way back.

In the wind and snow, a small wooden house that looks shabby but can stand firm in the snowstorm catches the eyes of a group of people who are going to the banquet in the snow.

The leading man raised his hand to make a gesture, and the people behind him quickened their pace and rushed towards the wooden house impatiently.

"Ahem, cough, cough - bah, what kind of weather is this? It's snowing so much just after we've been away for a long time. Mr. Lu - I'm full of snow. Master, how are you?"

"Master?"

As soon as he entered the cabin, Gavin, who was wearing a brown and black deer hair hat, was spitting snow, and he didn't forget to look for Asseth among a group of "snowmen".

Finally, he saw Asseth in front of a painting.

"Master, are you okay?" Gavin waved away the people blocking the way and forced his way to Artes' side.

Aces said "hmm", his eyes never leaving the messy and intertwined paintings in front of him.

"Master, is there something wrong with this painting?" Manan carefully pulled out his wand and pointed at the painting in order to protect Asseth immediately.

Gavin, who was closest to Artes, stood directly in front of Artes and raised his wand. Behind him, the people who were "snowmen" just now stopped spitting out snow in fear of the snow, and also raised their wands. magic wand.

"No problem, it's just a painting." Asseth held down Gavin, stepped forward and took off the painting and clasped it behind his back, "Let's go, the banquet is about to begin."

Gavin said "Hey" and tapped the wooden wall of the cabin with the tip of his wand.

"Rumble--"

The scarred wooden wall in front of him lit up with light, shook and cracked open, revealing a deep corridor.

There is a faint light visible at the end of the corridor, and from the light one can glimpse a bit of excitement similar to hope, but what the eyes see is more of the darkness that swallows everything.

"Master, please."

Seeing the wooden wall open, Gavin put away his wand and stepped back respectfully, making way for Asseth.

Ace passed him calmly and walked into the corridor at a leisurely pace.

The people behind followed him one by one according to their status. Among them, Gavin followed behind Asseth, only half a step behind, holding the wand faintly.

When the last person walked into the corridor, the wooden walls began to shake, and gray dust floated in the wooden house.

When the dust settled, the cabin returned to its inconspicuous appearance as it had endured hardship in the wind and snow.

Completely opposite to the wind and snow outside, when walking through the long and dark corridor, the darkness disappears and the vision suddenly opens up, revealing a magnificent hall.

The walls of the hall are white-based, decorated with gold and copper plating, and are also inlaid with a large number of malachite, azurite, agate, and jasper as embellishments. Sculptures, murals, and embroidered curtains of various textures can be seen everywhere, highlighting the beauty of the hall. In Tsarist luxury.

Accustomed to the luxurious, romantic and solemn buildings in Britain and Germany, when he first saw the passion and roughness hidden in the luxury of Tsarist Russian-style buildings, Asses was inevitably a little distracted, but he lost interest only for a moment, because he saw the two sides Rare potion materials on display.

The staff member of the International Potion Association who was responsible for receiving the guests saw that Asses was interested. After shaking hands with him and greeting him, he raised his hand and introduced: "Mr. Cavendish, these are the potion materials that currently exist and have been discovered in the world. Next to It’s an introduction from the discoverers and developers.”

Aces looked in the direction indicated by the staff of the Potion Association, and sure enough he saw several rows of faintly visible words floating next to the potion materials.

"Are they placed in chronological order?" Asseth asked the Potions Association staff with a slight tilt of his head.

The staff member nodded and raised his hand to guide the way, "Yes, Mr. Cavendish, the latest collection of potion materials is here. Do you want to visit?"

"No, please take me with you to register the wand first." Asseth raised his chin to the people behind him and shook his head helplessly.

The staff of the Potion Association understood and took Arthur and others to register the wands.

"Don't say it, Su - the wizards here in Russia all seem to be good at fighting." Gavin walked behind, biting ears with another big man of similar size.

The big man's name was Morton Pierce. He was one of the few Ravens who could compete with Gavin in terms of weight. However, unlike Gavin who seemed carefree, he was very cautious and careful, and was responsible for finishing things when he went on a mission.

At this time, when he heard that Gavin dared to comment on wizards from other countries on such occasions, Morton stabbed him in the elbow calmly and looked at Asseth with a hint of his eyes.

Gavin gently breathed in the cold air, worried that it would make Ass make a fool of himself. As soon as he took in the cold air, he made no sound, "You can tell me with your mouth next time."

Morton nodded slightly.

As they were talking, Artes in front of him seemed to have inadvertently revealed the attitude of most people in the International Potions Association towards this potion review.

After confirming that the set of words was completed, Asseth naturally brought the topic to another area, and came to the place where the wand was registered while chatting and laughing.

"Hello, for security reasons, please show your wands and register."

The staff member responsible for registration spoke skillfully and took the wand handed over by Artes.

The wand that Aces took out was the one he got when he entered school at the age of eleven, and he passed the registration quickly.

The following people also handed over their wands in turn.