HP: Embrace the Darkness

Aces walked down the stairs, and the first thing he saw was Draco with his lips curled up and a look of disgust on his face.

The delicate young master has obviously grown a lot during this time. He holds the magic wand in his hand. His sitting position looks casual, but it is very convenient to get up. He can hide behind the sofa and fight back with a strong hand.

It seems that the pressure brought by Voldemort is a bit great.

Aces smiled and deliberately made the sound of footsteps louder.

Draco's hand holding the wand tightened instantly, and his light eyes looked over cautiously.

But it's still a bit silly. This is not Hogwarts with a negative defense coefficient.

Aces walked up behind Draco and patted him on the shoulder. "Relax, Draco, it's safe here. You're too nervous."

When Draco saw Artes, he realized that he was a little too nervous, so he relaxed his body, tilted his head back, and smiled bitterly at Artes.

"I hope you can still feel relaxed after hearing the news from Potter."

"Of course." Artes rubbed Draco's soft hair, "Stay calm, Draco, only then can you find the flaw and win with one blow."

"Is your mentality a little too good?"

Ases smiled with a smile on his face, "If you stay here for two days, you will have the same mentality, but I hope you won't."

He touched Draco's hair again and pulled him up from the sofa, "Go and see your godmother. She is upstairs and will give you good news later."

Draco reluctantly glanced at Harry and stood up, "You won't let me listen, huh, if it's not good news, I refuse to go back to Hogwarts."

"No problem, go ahead."

Draco moved towards the stairs step by step. Anyone with a sight could see the reluctance in it. Harry could also see it. He went out of his way to look at Arthur's expression.

Aces smiled softly, without urging, and just watched Draco's unwilling figure gradually disappear, and only looked back when he was out of sight.

If... Asseth was his brother, would he not bully him and protect him?

Harry lowered his head, thinking of Dudley, who had bullied him since childhood, and smiled bitterly.

What are you thinking about? You don't even have a real family, yet you expect a brother.

Harry pinched his palms vigorously, the pain awakening him from unrealistic fantasies.

"Hello, Professor Cavendish."

Harry didn't know whether Artes was willing to help Hogwarts, so he could only try to awaken his feelings for Hogwarts, specifically using the title of professor.

Aces raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not refute.

Harry and Draco were about the same age, and there was no need for him to argue with Harry about these small issues.

Except, of course, when it comes to Sif.

"Mr. Potter, long time no see. Do you want to visit Cavendish Manor late at night?"

Seeing that Artes didn't refute, Harry felt happy.

"There is indeed one thing. I, I can't help it. Even Principal Dumbledore - everyone has been deceived. I can't think of anyone else to turn to."

Harry was so excited that he was almost incoherent and could not breathe several times. Artes handed him a cup of hot cocoa and motioned for him to speak slowly and not to rush.

Harry took the hot cocoa and took a sip.

The sweet and warm taste exploded in the mouth, and it had the same soothing effect as the chocolate Dumbledore handed him.

Harry relaxed, and the fear of the whole night was gone, replaced by an unparalleled sense of security.

He took a deep breath and briefly stated the abnormalities he had discovered in the past few days.

After saying that, he quietly went to see Asseth.

Aces lowered his eyes and stirred the hot cocoa with a silver spoon without looking at him. A shadow fell on his long and curled eyelashes, blocking the emotion in his eyes.

Judging from the appearance alone, Harry could see nothing. The hand holding the cup was sweating, and he called softly: "Professor?"

Aces raised his head, his eyes were very subtle, like pity, like sigh, but more of suppressed excitement and relief that the dust had settled.

Harry couldn't tell the difference anyway.

And these emotions were fleeting, and soon everything became calm. There was a gentle smile on Asseth's lips, and there was only a faint smile in his eyes.

Harry couldn't understand it even more.

"Is there something wrong here?"

If you don't understand, you ask, and Gryffindor's little lion decides to rush over.

Aces smiled and said nothing.

This look looked very familiar to Harry.

He thought of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore is the same way. He always smiles and says nothing when encountering things. He pretends to be mysterious and lets him guess or discover everything by himself.

To be honest, Harry hated this way of speaking. Every time he wanted to shake Dumbledore by the collar and ask him what he meant.

But now the person pretending to be mysterious is Asseth.

Unlike Dumbledore, Harry was sure that if he really wanted to grab Artes by the collar, he would be beaten away by Artes before he even got close.

Aces wouldn't let him.

Harry knew this very well.

Therefore, he was smart for once and did not ask further questions. Instead, he asked other questions naturally.

"So Hogwarts is still safe?"

Artes was quite satisfied with Harry's knowledge and progress, so he kindly reminded him.

"It's not safe for you."

Not safe for him?

Harry thought hard about the words.

But Asseth didn't want to wait for him to think slowly, and stood up suddenly, "It's getting late. Mr. Potter, do you want to stay and rest for the night or leave now."

Gavin at the door understood and walked behind Harry.

Whether he was resting or leaving, he made the arrangements and was responsible for Harry's safety.

Harry thought that Artes would send him back directly, but he was really stunned when he heard these words.

"I want to stay."

Asseth nodded slightly, "Gavin will arrange a room for you. Breakfast is at seven o'clock. If you can't get up, you can stay later. I will take you back after breakfast."