HP: Embrace the Darkness

After the two made an appointment, Asses went home.

He had to tell his parents the news.

At Cavendish Manor, Artes faced his serious parents and told him the deal between him and Grindelwald honestly.

"William, what do you think?" Anna asked worriedly.

William, the Duke, comforted him in a deep voice, "Now it seems that Grindelwald has no ill intentions towards Artes, and this deal is also beneficial to Artes. We have to believe in our son, he has a sense of proportion."

"I know that our son is very good, and I also believe in Artes. It's just every mother's instinct to worry about her children. And that person is said to be not dead yet. How can I trust Artes to go to Hogwarts?"

Think of this. Anna thought fiercely in her heart: If that person dared to touch her son, she would definitely make him regret living in this world.

Looking at Anna's worried look.

The Duke quietly gave Asseth a look. Asses understood and immediately stepped forward to promise Anna that he would protect himself.

Anna looked at her sworn son, then reached out and rubbed Ass's little head hard.

In the end, he reluctantly agreed to go to Hogwarts.

After discussing with Anna, the Duke decided that in order to improve Asseth's self-protection ability, he would soon start teaching Asseth to make his own wand.

Although Asseth can cast spells without a wand, the bonus of a powerful and compatible wand to a wizard is not as simple as one plus one, such as the Elder Wand.

As early as six years old, the magic power in Ases' body was far beyond that of his peers, and now it is no worse than that of an adult wizard.

Powerful magic and a wand should be enough to protect yourself.

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Two days later, Nurmengard

As agreed, Asseth came to Nurmengard.

The originally deserted castle took on a new look. A huge magic circle was painted on the open space, and Grindelwald and his subordinates stood next to it.

After Asseth politely greeted Grindelwald, he began to prepare directly.

Neither of them was one to dawdle, so they immediately stood on the magic circle after confirming their position.

The remaining old men looked at each other, surrounded the magic circle, and began to input magic power.

Powerful magic power poured into the magic array, and instantly the huge magic array began to operate, and the array began to emit light. The dazzling light made Artes close his eyes involuntarily.

As the light surged, a silver thread flew out of Grindelwald's body and merged with Asseth.

Countless scene fragments appeared in front of Asseth's eyes in an instant, and the fragments poured into Ass's brain uncontrollably.

Accepting too much information at once made his brain begin to swell and ache. The pain barely brought him back to his senses. In the confusion, Artes remembered Grindelwald's words.

Immediately he began to concentrate on Dumbledore.

Slowly, some of the fragments receded. Fragments about Dumbledore appeared in front of him. Asseth stretched out his hand and scratched, and the fragments began to play.

The fragments were in chaos, and Artes could only see a battle with heavy casualties, Dumbledore's death, a black figure and blood all over the ground.

For some reason, Artes was inexplicably concerned about that black figure and didn't want to see him die quietly and alone.

At this moment, his desire to create a unique healing magic became even stronger.

The light began to fade, revealing the two people in the magic circle. Grindelwald looked pale and shaky.

It seems that the talent transfer has caused a lot of harm to him.

Asseth quickly stepped forward to support him.

Grindelwald was not polite and leaned on Asseth.

Seeing this scene, the people around nervously stepped forward to check.

Fortunately, I just ran out of magic power. Several people seemed to be relieved.

Artes also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had confirmed from the beginning that Grindelwald's life would not be endangered, he was still unavoidably worried just now.

He didn't want to see an old man lose his life to give him his gift, even if it wasn't for him.

Artes helped Grindelwald back to the tower.

The two were walking and chatting, and Artes suddenly remembered to ask about the fusion spell. The two began to discuss fire shield protection.

Before entering the tower, Artes still remembered to write a letter to inform his parents that he would stay in Nurmengard temporarily during this period.

After that, for several days, neither of them left the tower. They seemed to have forgotten everything. The old man and the young man were immersed in the study of magic. Grindelwald's rich knowledge and Artes' novel ideas made both sides confused. Something gained.

During this period, Artes also used Grindelwald's experience to successfully complete his magic.

It was a powerful healing magic, a magic that could almost bring the dead back to life.

It's called dead wood blooming in spring.

Under Grindelwald's teachings, Artes also learned many of Grindelwald's secrets, including fire shield protection.

I have to say that Grindelwald is a good teacher and he doesn't hide anything from him.

Over the past few days, the relationship between the two has become closer.

After learning almost everything, Artes reluctantly bid farewell to Grindelwald.

"Gellert, it's time for me to leave."

Grindelwald waved his hand as if he didn't care. "You really should go back, go ahead and come see me when you have time."

Grindelwald did not hold back, he knew that Asseth had his own world, and his future was far brighter than his own.

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Cavendish Manor

When Aces returned, the Duke was already waiting for him in the basement.

The originally empty basement was filled with wood that the Duke had searched for these days.

The wand is composed of a wand body and a wand core. What he has to do now is to find suitable wood to make the staff body.

Aces couldn't wait to get in touch with wood and look for a wand body that suited him.

After a round of touching, there was no result.

The Duke and Asseth looked at each other in the basement, facing the wood.

"Father, what should I do? There seems to be no wood suitable for me here."

The Duke frowned and looked at his son in front of him with a headache.

"You're much more picky than me."

"I remember that there seems to be some rare wood that no one has used in the family warehouse. Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, I will look for it later."

The two immediately arrived at the Cavendish's warehouse.

The Cavendish family's treasury collection is one of the best among many nobles.

After all, all the dukes in their family like to send good things inside.

Thanks to retrieval magic. Aces and the Duke soon found a lot of valuable wood.

The Cavendish family's collection is really rich.

Aces looked at the precious material in front of him in shock.

He could even see a section of elderberry inside.

"Huh? Elderberry? No, it seems a little strange?" Asses reacted and walked closer to pick it up and examine it carefully.

As soon as he got the elderberry, Asses felt the magic power begin to flow towards it involuntarily.

"I think we found it, Dad."

The Duke looked at Asseth with complicated eyes.

"I didn't expect it to be this."

"You are right, this elderberry is indeed strange. My great-grandfather got it by chance when he was traveling. This may be the only elderberry left. You think it is strange because it is also a lightning strike tree."

"Elderberry is rare and powerful, but it has three unknown properties: protection, warding off evil spirits, and warding off disasters. The thunder tree represents rebirth and warding off evil spirits."

"My great-grandfather said that those who choose it will give everything, including life and soul, to protect it."

"Aces, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that as a father, I can't help but worry. You promise me that you will put your own life first at all times."

The Duke stared into Asseth's eyes word by word and said solemnly.

Asseth was about to nod, but a black figure appeared in his mind. He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering the emotions under his eyes.

Strangely, he didn't seem to want to see the man die in front of him.

Maybe it's because I learned about his greatness as a double agent in that brief prophecy, so I couldn't bear to die like this?

But this was his choice. My intolerance was an insult to him. I should respect his death. Aces thought silently in his heart.

"Aces? Can you promise?"

The Duke's cry brought Asseth out of his thoughts.

Aces nodded and assured the Duke that he would put his own life first.