HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Valley of Stupid Lions?"

Haierbo thought about the recent whereabouts of the foursome and reluctantly compromised.

"That's fine, it just so happens that they found Potter there, so I don't have to make excuses anymore."

"Tsk, when it comes to finding someone, I've never seen such a stupid method. To find someone, you have to rely on others calling him a nickname. What's the use of that? I call him every day and he doesn't sense it. I really should let him try me. The tracking spell."

Hearing this, Asseth was thoughtful.

No wonder I couldn't get rid of the snakeskin plaster no matter how I tried to shake it off. It turned out to be a tracking charm, and it seemed that I needed to study some anti-Helbo tracking charms.

Hmm... Since we have to target it, we should target it more thoroughly, and then study the curse of tracking Haierbo and the magic of trapping Haierbo.

Aces made the decision happily, and then took a few seconds to formulate a simple capture plan for Haierbo.

These include how to catch, how to trap once caught, and how to threaten after being trapped...

Haierbo, who was still talking eloquently, paused for a moment and felt a cold wind blowing on his back for no reason.

He fell silent for a moment, raised his snake head and looked around 365 degrees, but found no suspicious person.

Finally, he turned his suspicious gaze in a wide circle and locked onto the silent Asseth on the other side.

"It's not right that you are so quiet... Hey, tell me! Are you trying to target me again?"

Artes on the other end glanced at the message sent from the table, his expression unchanged.

"No, you misunderstood, I was just thinking about how to tell you that Potter was found, in Godric's Hollow, and the house elf."

The snake's body froze for half a second, then rolled over in anger, sweeping away the quilt on the floor.

The clean quilt was stained with a layer of dust and was no longer clean, but there was only one sentence in Halbo's mind at the moment - found it, in Godric's Hollow.

The taunting words just turned around and were slapped back on his face, causing burning pain.

Including the time when he couldn't find anyone, he had been humiliated twice in a row because of Voldemort in just a few minutes.

twice!

I want to beat someone up!

Smoke it now!

At this time, the sky above Cavendish Manor turned dark without warning, and a huge black shadow hovered in the air.

The black shadow rotated several times without stopping, and continued to get closer. The scorching sun was blocked by it and shone on the person's face like sparkling water on the water.

The "sparkling" Asseth seemed to have just noticed. He raised his head slowly and squinted against the light. He could vaguely see the outline of an unknown object - it was a giant eagle.

As the distance shortened, the witch's cold and dark magic pressure was revealed.

It's Rowena who has gone and returned.

Assel suddenly lost the mood to add fuel to the fire, and briefly explained the situation to Haierbo, disconnected the two of them, opened the window and released magic to guide the way.

The eagle slowly landed, staring at Asseth, as if confirming his identity, and then opened its mouth, and Rowena's voice flowed out of its mouth.

"Just now, the third node was also destroyed, and the next node is located in the UK."

"UK? Do you know the specific location?"

"In Godric's Hollow."

Godric's Hollow?

Aces raised his eyebrows, his expectations for tomorrow's trip unprecedentedly high.

-

The next day, the mist lifted, Malfoy Manor woke up, and Death Eaters in black robes walked in one after another.

On the second floor of the castle, a pair of skinny hands rested on the window sill. Immediately afterwards, a thick and ferocious snake poked its head out and climbed up close to the hands.

"Good boy."

Voldemort gently touched Nagini. The cold snake scales and skinny hands overlapped, which was strange and terrifying.

"Are you hungry? It doesn't matter, you will be full soon."

Nagini rubbed Voldemort's hand trustingly, completely unaware of a pair of red eyes staring at it coldly, as if she was going to break its neck in the next second.

Guessing that it was almost time, Voldemort put away his hand reaching for Nagini's weak point, dragged a chair, went downstairs, and sat in front of the main door.

Nagini followed closely behind, looking coldly at the Death Eaters entering Malfoy Manor.

"Lucius, except when performing tasks outside, I don't want to see anyone absent." Voldemort pointed out Lucius, who was standing at the front, and said casually.

Lucius instinctively avoided the sight of Voldemort whose murderous intention had not disappeared, turned around stiffly, and counted the number of Death Eaters one by one.

It was still early, and not many Death Eaters came. The more he sweated, the more fear pinched his heart. In the not-so-quiet environment, he could even hear the thumping of his own heartbeat.

Fortunately, just when he was about to accept his fate, a large group of Death Eaters came to the door. With these Death Eaters, they were basically here.

Breathing out lightly, he rubbed his sweaty hands, adjusted his expression, walked to Voldemort, and reported the number of people in a low voice, "Master, there are eleven people missing, seven of them are on a mission, two are on a mission." Injured, two pregnant.”

"Injured?" Voldemort stopped stroking Nagini's hand, "Nagini, it looks like I'm going to force you to eat some trash. Go and have a meal."

Nagini spit out the letter excitedly, rubbed Voldemort's hand, and couldn't wait to swim inside.

Lucius was in a cold sweat that had not gone away. Hearing Voldemort's emotionless voice and the content of his words, the cold sweat broke out even more. He silently pinched his palms and lowered his head even more respectfully.

"Fenrir, you stay to avenge the last time. The others..." Voldemort glanced at everyone, "Follow me to find our dear savior. Remember! No one is allowed to hurt him. I want to He appeared before me alive."

He glanced at Bella several times, and the warning in his words was self-evident.

The Death Eaters responded one after another, with Bella being the most enthusiastic, not caring about Voldemort's secret warning, and agreed loudly and excitedly.

"Okay, Godric's Hollow, don't keep me waiting too long." Voldemort turned into black mist and rushed into the sky.

Snape pressed the button to notify Dumbledore, and also turned into black mist and followed Voldemort.

Others took out broomsticks, and a group of people rushed into the sky with a splash.

At exactly eight o'clock London time, the morning fog dissipates and the warm sunshine takes its place, shrouding people around. It is warm but not too hot. It is the most comfortable time of the day. Unfortunately, most people have not recovered from the sweetness at this time. Wake up from the dreamland.

The same goes for Godric's Hollow. At a glance, the doors of every house are closed, and no one can be seen. Only the weeds on both sides of the road are swaying and rustling in the wind alone.

Suddenly, a pair of shoes pushed aside the weeds, and three people walked out, one woman and two men, with ordinary faces that you wouldn't find in the crowd. The girl walked in the front, and the boys behind her were like bodyguards, one on the left and one on the left. Right, lower your head and follow the girl.

They walked all the way to a cemetery.

One of the boys quickened his pace and looked past the girl eagerly to see the name engraved on the tombstone.

The girl sighed, frowning in disapproval, but said nothing. She just pulled another boy and followed the boy in front of her at a distance. She looked around cautiously from time to time. A small section of the wand was exposed from her sleeve, and the wand followed. Move according to her gaze.

About two minutes later, the boy in front stopped in front of a tombstone, and the two people behind him also stopped. Following the boy's line of sight, they saw the name on the tombstone.

James Potter, Lily Potter.

Parents of the Savior.

The boy standing in front of the tombstone, after a brief distortion of his face, returned to his original appearance, and he was clearly the savior whom Voldemort longed for.