HP: Embrace the Darkness

After a good night's sleep, Artes, Snape and Voldemort got up at the same time.

The first thing Asseth did when he woke up was to go over and kiss Snape, who was still not fully awake.

"Good morning, Sev."

Snape half-closed his eyes, muttered a vague "hmm", then tilted his head and went back to sleep.

Seeing how sleepy he was, Asses didn't want to make any more trouble, so he gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Hearing the rustling sound in his ears, Snape suddenly opened his eyes and sat up with his hands on his hands, "Potion room, potion."

"I'll go check it out, you go back to sleep." Artes reacted very quickly and pushed Snape back onto the bed, hastily putting on his dressing gown, "I'll call you later."

Damn clothes! He'll throw it away tomorrow.

After being dazzled by the gaudy patterns early in the morning, Snape lay back on the bed in silence, not even wanting to talk to the culprit.

Seeing this, Asseth thought he was sleepy and cautiously left the bedroom.

After dealing with the burned potion residue in the potion room, Asses called Nina to order breakfast.

Nina was very excited after not seeing Artes for a long time. Her big eyes were filled with tears and she almost cried. This scared Artes to death. He had no experience in coaxing sensitive house elves.

Fortunately, Nina kept her responsibilities in mind and forced her tears back to ask Asseth what he wanted to eat.

Asseth quickly reported a series of food, and expressed expectantly that he missed Nina's craftsmanship.

Nina was no longer excited now, and said boldly that she would bring back the food that Asses liked.

Arrangements were made in the cellar, and Asseth rushed back to Cavendish Manor, bumping into Joel who had gotten up early.

"Long time no see. It seems you had a good sleep last night." Joel, who didn't sleep well, smiled and took the coat that Ass took off, not forgetting to mock him.

Assis was in the wrong and did not dare to quibble.

After Joel deducted Gavin's salary, he wasn't too angry. He mocked him and then regained his composure.

"Looks like you got the message."

When Joel got down to business, Artes breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took over the topic, "Yes, I received it just after I got back. I asked Gavin to burn the house last night. Where are the others? Are they back? I have something to ask him. "

"It's a pity that he hasn't come back yet." Joel said as he arranged his coat and hung it on the hat rack.

Aces was a little surprised, "So slow? Are there many houses like that?"

Joel looked at Asseth accusingly, "Master, you had a good night's sleep, but he didn't."

While talking, they came to the study room.

Artes touched his nose and poured a cup of hot black tea for the resentful Yousheng Joel himself, "Since Grandpa Joel said so, I won't talk about him anymore."

Joel didn't refuse and took the black tea directly. "You are exactly the same as your mother when she was a child. You are both so well-behaved. It is always hard for people to be cruel."

"The son is so normal like his mother." Asseth's eyebrows were soft and a little yearning, "Didn't they say they would come back? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

Joel's expression was solemn and he glared at Asseth angrily, "Maybe you should ask your father."

"Father?" Artes was tired. "What did he do again? Was it a honeymoon or...well, as long as they are happy, I am still here anyway."

Joel had a dark face, glared and slapped the table angrily: "How can he leave everything to you? He has no responsibility as a father at all. No! I'm going to write a letter asking Anna to leave him!"

After saying that, he took out the letter.

Asseth quickly stopped Joel, "Wait, Grandpa Joel, let's get down to business first."

Joel put down the letter as Artes wished and turned his head faintly, "Business? You mean you asked Gavin to burn down all the houses that might have abnormalities?"

Aces had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, in the next second, he was treated like William. He was slapped, stared at, slapped on the table, and scolded angrily. The main idea was that he was too impulsive.

"...So you should know that such behavior cannot be hidden from Voldemort and will also anger Voldemort, right? Master Cavendish."

Joel panted and said the last sentence, gritting his teeth and saying Asseth's last name.

Surname with honorific.

Aces felt even more guilty.

"What will happen if I say yes?"

"Nothing will happen." Qiaoerpi smiled, "But this manor will have one less housekeeper."

"No!" Asses rejected it directly, and then softened his tone, "The manor cannot lose its steward, just like Jerusalem cannot lose Jesus."

Joel's mouth twitched nervously, what kind of metaphor was this, did Susanna teach it?

"You can recruit another one."

Aces said firmly: "It still doesn't work. I can't trust other people, and their abilities are not enough."

After this invisible flattery, Joel's expression relaxed, "Then tell me what you want to do?"

Aces lowered his eyelashes, picked up the quill and turned it, after a long time he said: "I want to force Voldemort to speed up the destruction of the British wizarding world, but he is too slow."

Joel frowned in confusion, "But he's not ready, and neither are we."

"I'm ready."

Aces raised his head slightly and looked at Joel.

"Elise told me that the elves are willing to assist us as long as they ensure their own safety.

The unicorn and the centaur reached an agreement, and a magic circle suitable for their long-range attacks was set up in the Forbidden Forest.

The dragon island given to Draco is full of domesticated dragons and magical animals, of all types.

The basilisk Ella is tired of staying in the dungeon.

I am also gradually arranging the combat power and materials from the two German companies. Grandpa Joel, it is never that I am not ready, it is just that I am delaying time.

But now, I don't want to delay it. "

Asseth turned the ring on his hand. When he said these words, his expression was not as gentle as usual. His eyes were deep and indifferent, and he was surrounded by a ruthless and downright coldness.

Joel couldn't even understand what he was thinking or saying. It took him a while to find his voice, "You're so good at hiding it."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Joel. It's not that I don't trust you. No one knows about these arrangements except me, my grandparents, my grandparents, and they only know that I am gathering people to come to the UK."

"No wonder, no wonder the people in Raven are always uneven. No wonder there is so much information that I can't see. No wonder there are always a few mismatched expenses every month."

Joel murmured to himself, holding the quilt in his hand and lost in thought. After a long time, he sighed.

"When I came here to teach you, I never imagined that in just a few years, you would grow to a height that was beyond my reach."

"That's it. If you want to do it, just do it."

There was another long sigh, and then Joel stared at Asseth closely and changed the subject.

"But young master, you have to promise me not to get lost in war. War has no mercy. War can be a means, but it must not be an end."

"This is natural." Asseth brought up his usual gentle smile and comforted Joel in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, Grandpa Joel, I know exactly what I want."

Under Joel's extremely complicated gaze, Asseth seemed to have sworn: "When I get here, I will never fail or get lost."