HP: Embrace the Darkness

Of course Snape found out.

Aces' hand was always deliberately kept at a distance, without actually covering it.

But he could feel that the hand was trembling slightly, as if he was eager to get closer.

And he felt the same way.

"It should be the influence of the blending of magic powers." Artes retracted his hand, his face as usual, "I'm not sure I can control myself, so I can't do it for the time being."

Snape's face darkened, "I'm not——"

"I know." Asseth said softly, "Close your eyes, Sif."

After a stalemate for two seconds, Snape closed his eyes, wrapped himself in his quilt and quietly moved aside.

Aces noticed his little move and didn't stop him.

When he stopped moving, he pulled up the quilt for him.

"Although the residual magic of the Cruciatus Curse has been dispelled, the mental damage caused at that time is still there. You need to rest."

So he really didn't have any other ideas just now.

Snape opened his eyes, looked sideways, snorted, and then closed his eyes again.

The fatigue that he had deliberately ignored just now quickly came to his mind, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Time passes silently.

About ten minutes later, Asseth opened his eyes, his eyes clear.

He sat up first, then blinked.

Suddenly, the black eyes were covered with a faint white light.

Through the white light, he scanned Snape several times from top to bottom, from head to toe. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the lips where the blood was not obvious.

This is where the magic power fluctuations are most obvious.

As soon as the fingertip touched it, it was sucked into his mouth.

Aces suddenly retracted his hand and looked at Snape in surprise. At that moment, the magic power in his body was tumbling crazily, trying to pour out from his fingertips.

His family knows his own affairs, and only he knows how powerful the magic power in Asseth's body is.

Once they lose control, not to mention the cellar, even Hogwarts Castle will have to be buried with them.

But he doesn't plan to give up trying.

Somewhere in the dark, he had a hunch that this magical blend was important to him and to Sif.

The problem now is that we cannot control the quantity.

Aces thought for a few seconds and suddenly remembered something that could help.

He quickly opened the alchemy ring, rummaged inside for a while, and found a jade bracelet that was intended to be given as a gift. Then he took the wand, pointed the tip of the wand at the jade bracelet, and used magic power to draw mysterious patterns on it.

The jade material was unexpectedly suitable for engraving, and every stroke was very smooth. Five minutes later, when the last stroke fell, the bracelet lit up with a faint blue light.

"Okay, let's try the effect first."

Asseth put on the jade bracelet and closed his eyes to feel it.

The magic power is still flowing through the body, but it is twice as slow as expected.

"it should be OK."

He opened his eyes, lifted up the quilt, held Snape's hand, sent magic power with one hand, and hung the other hand in the air, ready to cut off the magic power if there was any accident.

I don't know if he smelled a familiar smell, but Snape showed no signs of waking up, which made it easier for Artes to try next.

The magic power is being sent in bit by bit.

Aces estimated Snape's ability to bear it, and stopped to observe before sending much.

Turning over just now, Snape was now facing him, with the expression on his face clearly visible.

Except that my lips are a little redder than before, everything seems normal?

Aces tried to increase the transmission intensity.

Everything was normal at first, but as the intensity increased, Snape's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the skin against it became as hot as fire.

Aces's face changed slightly, and he resolutely cut off the magic power, regardless of the possibility of injury.

The magic power returned to his body and hit his internal organs out of control. He groaned, but remained calm. He leaned over and hugged Snape, controlling the magic power to travel around his body and lower his body temperature.

Feeling the chill, Snape moved closer.

Fortunately, the magic power was cut off quickly, and the temperature dropped quickly.

To be on the safe side, Artes did not let go of his hand immediately, but maintained this position until Snape felt the cold and took the initiative to move away.

His chest was still feeling tight, so he lay back holding his chest and calmed down his breathing silently in the darkness, but he was thinking about another thing: Sure enough, for people like them, the body is a burden. Without the body, the soul How much strength can it really unleash?

In his wild thoughts, Asses gradually fell asleep.

But he didn't notice that Snape, who was supposed to be sleeping, opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him very quickly.

"Too stupid."

-

The two slept until midnight.

It was too late, so they stayed in bed until early morning before getting up to wash up and have breakfast.

Snape had to deliver the polyjuice potion to Sirius who was still at Malfoy Manor, and Artes had some questions that he wanted to find out from someone who knew about it.

So after breakfast, they kissed each other goodbye and went their separate ways.

In order to better rescue people, Dumbledore gave Snape the Invisibility Cloak. With the Invisibility Cloak in hand, it would be easier for him to enter and exit the dungeon of Malfoy Manor.

When Sirius woke up, he found an inconspicuous bottle of potion lying on the edge of the cell.

He looked around and found no one. He hesitated and smelled the potion, and recognized it as polyjuice. He no longer hesitated and drank the potion with his back to the door.

Under the influence of the potion, he twisted into the appearance of Harry Potter.

Snape stood in the shadows, made sure he drank, and turned to leave.

On the other side, Asses walked around looking for him, and finally found the founder he had not seen for a long time in the swimming pool of the townhouse.

However, what I saw before me was somewhat unexpected.

He stood under the umbrella, hesitating, not knowing whether he should go there or not.

In the swimming pool in front of them, the four founders were wearing swimsuits, and animals formed by magic were dragging or carrying them around.

Four people lined up, looking like they were competing.

The battle was so fierce that the splashing water could even hit Ass's feet. Whenever the water in the swimming pool decreased, the faucet next to him would open on its own and add water frantically, one by one, one by one, to barely maintain the water volume in the pool.

"Boy, come on, I'm about to win, videotape it for me!" Salazar, who was wrapped by the snake's tail, suddenly turned around, waved to Artes, and said arrogantly, "Record me winning for Slytherin."

"Fart! You are obviously slower than me." Godric, who was holding the lion's tail and stepping on a surfboard, kicked Salazar. "Boy, shoot for me and I will give you the Sword of Gryffindor."

Salazar's eyes widened.

You shameless stupid lion, you actually bribed the cubs from his academy!

He waved his hands angrily, and two small snakes separated from the snake's body, biting the lion's tail.

The lion's body seemed to be deflated, gradually getting smaller and slower. In the blink of an eye, Godric was lagging behind the other three.

Salazar lay leisurely on his back with his legs crossed, "Good boy, don't listen to his nonsense. It's just a broken sword. If you like it, I'll let the goblin forge it for you until you like it."

Is there such a good thing?

Aces raised his eyebrows, took out his alchemy camera, and walked towards the swimming pool. He was surrounded by invisible magic power, and the splashing water was blocked before it got close.

The camera flashed a working red light, but Assez didn't focus on Salazar.

He faced everyone and pressed the shutter lightly.

The shutter rang and the results of the game came out.

Not Godric or Salazar, but two quiet witches.

They sat sideways on the eagle and badger with graceful postures, and jumped into the water at the last moment, touching the edge of the pool before Godric and Salazar.

Godric and Salazar looked at each other, speechless.