HP: Embrace the Darkness

Dumbledore laughed and called to Harry, "Harry, you can also be of some help. Are you willing to give it a try?"

Harry couldn't figure out Dumbledore's thoughts, but he would not refuse Dumbledore's words.

So, the three people formed a circle, back to back, each waving their wands.

Slughorn and Dumbledore's wands moved in almost the same rhythm. Harry could see their operations out of the corner of his eye and waved his wands in accordance with this rhythm.

Damaged furniture jumped from the ground, its ugly cracks restored to new glory, bouncing back to their places.

The broken ornaments glowed again, and along with the chandelier hanging in the center, the beautiful crystals lit up, illuminating the room.

Harry finally saw the decoration of the room clearly.

It was a fairly gorgeous house, with cabinets on the walls filled with photos, and a fish tank with nothing in it. Strangely, he saw a very familiar badge next to the fish tank.

Harry had not seen many badges before, and he quickly found the exact same badge in his memory.

"That badge?"

Dumbledore followed his gaze, frowned slightly, and explained lightly.

"It's Mr. Cavendish's crest. Perhaps you saw it at Mr. Malfoy's?"

Harry retorted in his mind.

He had not seen it at Draco's place, but had been protected by this badge, and it was still in his trunk.

While the two were talking, Slughorn prepared hot Earl Gray tea, poured three cups of Earl Gray tea on the table, and said unhappily: "Why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Thank you, Horace." Dumbledore stretched out his hand, picked up the Earl Gray tea from the table and took a sip, "I would like to ask, the badge over there..."

Slughorn held a warm cup of Earl Gray tea and followed Dumbledore's line of sight to see the exquisite badge. His expression was inevitably filled with pride, "This is the reward for my kindness. It happened a long time ago."

"Do you know which family's coat of arms this is?" Dumbledore asked tentatively.

"Of course." Slughorn glared at Dumbledore dissatisfied, "I have enough information. That is the Cavendish family crest. They have returned to England."

Dumbledore smiled and patted Slughorn on the shoulder with his old hand across the table.

"I don't doubt what you mean, Horace. I know that you have the agility of a Slytherin. The disguise at the door and the trap inside are enough to prove this, what do you think?"

Slughorn cautiously turned his body aside and freed himself from Dumbledore's grasp, "Since you know what I mean, why don't you get out of here?"

"But I don't want to leave yet." Dumbledore was not embarrassed at all. Feng Qingyun calmly retracted his hand and looked at Slughorn sincerely, "Hogwarts needs a Potions Professor. Are you willing to come back? Horace.”

"I remember the original Potions Master was Severus, what? He doesn't want to work for you anymore?"

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "He needs to take care of another position for me. You know, Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are always in short supply."

"You are actually willing to let him come into contact with dark magic?" Slughorn curled his lips in surprise, and Harry couldn't tell whether he was laughing or sarcastic.

"I trust him to make the right choice."

Dumbledore's blue eyes reflected Slughorn's face, surprisingly clear.

Harry saw Slughorn avoiding Dumbledore's gaze and drinking Earl Grey.

Why is that?

Harry looked left and right blankly, trying to see any clues on the faces of the two equally cunning old men.

Slughorn drank a whole cup of Earl Gray tea and stood up to see the guests off.

"It's time for you to leave. It's not a kind thing to interfere with other people's rest time."

"Horace, you can think about it again." Dumbledore put down the Earl Gray tea in his hand, "You probably haven't heard from the outside world for a long time. The British wizarding world is very safe now. I think you should also have some amulets? This Enough to keep you safe.”

Slughorn glanced slightly at the badge on the cabinet and said nothing.

Dumbledore stopped trying to persuade him and stood up slowly, "Harry, let's go. Maybe we can find a better professor to teach you."

Harry stood up in cooperation and followed Dumbledore silently.

Slughorn knew that Dumbledore was trying to provoke a general, and he didn't want to be fooled.

Even if his blood boils for the first time in a long time.

Dumbledore politely said goodbye to Slughorn. Harry looked at Dumbledore and said goodbye, "Goodbye, Professor Slughorn."

When Harry lowered his head, Slughorn saw the lightning scar through his messy hair and couldn't help but move his lips.

In an instant, he closed his eyes hard.

The prerequisite for teaching the Savior is to ensure safety.

He had to be absolutely safe, so he remained silent.

It was still Dumbledore and Harry who walked towards the door.

Dumbledore opened the door, and when Harry stepped out, he asked seemingly unintentionally: "Harry, Mr. Cavendish has sent a new alchemy professor. Have you previewed your alchemy? The new alchemist." The Professor is not easy to fool, he is even tougher than Severus."

Slughorn's ears twitched, and he heard the key words naturally. He took a step out subconsciously, and then he heard Dumbledore's louder words.

"But the alchemy professor is very high-level. He and I have strengthened the precautionary measures. No one can break into Hogwarts under my surveillance. Unfortunately, this is not necessarily the case in other places."

Harry glanced back and saw Slughorn slowly following behind. He also deliberately raised his voice and said, "Like here? Sir."

Dumbledore looked at Harry with admiration, "You are very smart, Harry. Of course, this place cannot compare with Hogwarts. That is the protection we have put in with all the efforts and joint efforts of multiple professors. I swear, even Voldemort can't." There’s no way to get in.”

Except with Severus' body.

After all, Severus was a professor at Hogwarts and was not within the scope of protection.

Dumbledore added silently in his mind.