HP: Embrace the Darkness

Grindelwald suddenly realized, "It turns out that braised egg is more than an adjective. No wonder you are so angry."

Voldemort glanced at him coldly, "Grindelwald! Do you think that if the news of your appearance in Britain spreads, will you become a target?"

When he was young, he believed in the supremacy of strength and took action whenever possible. The opponent couldn't beat him anyway.

Now that I am older, my bad temper has improved, and I have a little more patience to talk nonsense.

Definitely not afraid of the dozen wands on the other side.

Absolutely not!

Grindelwald succeeded in brainwashing himself. He raised his chin with disdain and spoke with extremely arrogant self-effacement. "You are wrong. Even if I am trapped in Nurmengard without a wand, I will still be targeted by everyone."

"How arrogant!" Voldemort looked around, found Asseth peeking openly under the tree, and asked him, "Do you think so too? Cavendish."

"Maybe?" When he was discovered, Asseth didn't panic. He smiled and said nonchalantly, "I'm just passing by. You continue."

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Voldemort smiled coldly, his eyes moving on Grindelwald and Artes, thinking he had seen through their operations.

"It's a good plan to use the three Potters as bait to lure me in, but why do you think you can kill me with just the two of you?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

The Death Eater who had been offline for a day finally got online today. At the same time, he turned his wand, half pointed at Artes and half pointed at Grindelwald.

Aces and Grindelwald didn't speak.

The two looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

One of them was waiting for someone, the other was rescuing someone. They were just along the way. Why did Voldemort say that they were working together to set him up?

I don’t understand, I don’t understand, I’m so embarrassed.

The two people's evaluations are highly similar.

Although he did not understand Voldemort's brain circuit, it did not affect Grindelwald's ability to drag Artes into the water.

"What are you doing to me? Can't you see who is the greater threat here?! Turn around! You're so stupid, that bastard, your men are really - okay,"

Thinking that there was a love brain beside him and a ruthless person opposite who could curse people in 180 different ways, Grindelwald changed his tune at the last moment.

However, his pause and sudden change of words were more lethal than ordinary taunts, which can be seen from Voldemort's completely dark face.

The Death Eater peered into Voldemort's face, and his wand wavered between Artes and Grindelwald.

Finally all the wands were pointed at Asseth.

They have never seen the era of Grindelwald. Compared with Grindelwald, the veteran powerhouse of the previous generation, they are more afraid of Asseth, who was able to block hundreds of people with one shot.

Because they are the hundred.

Artes, who was pointed out by many Death Eaters, was still immersed in his own world. He didn't care what Grindelwald said, nor Voldemort's reaction, nor the wand pointed at him. He just looked at the time absentmindedly. Take a look into the distance from time to time.

He looked at it very seriously. If everyone hadn't seen the obscure incantations in the sky, they would have thought that he was studying some kind of profound ancient book that required brain power.

He ignores everyone and is even more arrogant than Grindelwald.

"Damn it, if I hadn't used too much force just now, I could have pretended like that, no! I have to save some magic power next time." Grindelwald whispered to himself.

Voldemort, who clearly heard this sentence, narrowed his eyes and realized that he had been tricked by a bluffing old man. His invisible hair exploded, and when he was about to raise his wand, the stupid and addicted Artes over there finally moved - - He looked back at him in disappointment.

"It seems you are satisfied with this gift."

Voldemort paused, wondering what Asseth meant by this.

Without giving him time to think about it, Artes secretly passed a message. Voldemort looked at Grindelwald slowly and meaningfully, and silently stopped the Death Eater's colorful wands.

Grindelwald subconsciously felt that something was wrong. He looked around and couldn't tell what was wrong, so he had to treat everyone equally and be extremely vigilant about everything that could harm him, especially Voldemort, who he had turned into a black egg just now. .

"Asses, it's getting late." He hinted.

Artes understood instantly and hinted at another person present, "Mr. Riddle, Gellert is my friend, you can't take him away."

Hearing this, the unruly Voldemort was uncharacteristically silent. He waved his hand and led his people to leave the scene first.

Grindelwald, who was ready for a big fight and abused Apparition, couldn't believe it and watched the dark clouds drift away. He didn't come back to his senses until the clear sky was revealed, feeling lost.

"He...just left like this?"

"Why are you staying here if you haven't caught him?" Artes patted the non-existent dust on his shoulder. "You can go back. If you don't leave, Dumbledore will be here."

In his perception, Dumbledore, who was lingering in the distance, still seemed uneasy and kept getting closer. Even if he didn't come out, Grindelwald would be fine.

"You want to send me away to meet Voldemort." Grindelwald suddenly said.

Asseth said without changing his expression, "Well, let's go quickly and don't attract Dumbledore. I don't want to ruin the relationship between you and me for the time being."

As soon as these words came out, Grindelwald knew that the meeting between Artes and Voldemort was definitely not a normal meeting, but he believed that Artes could not be the one who suffered the loss, so he did not worry about running away.

Not long after he left, a cloud of black smoke flew back.

Aces had given up waiting for the mysterious man. He was not disappointed when he saw that it was the Old Demon who was coming. He took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand, saying humorously: "Mr. Riddle, at this time, I should have said "I have admired you for a long time, but it's a pity" We have already met before, so we can only omit this step.”

Voldemort glanced at the wand that was tucked away in his sleeve, and took Arthur's hand without warning.

Subtle magic flowed along his fingertips, and he didn't say a word. His whole figure seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and he froze visibly. His red eyes lost their sparkle, and his gray skin shimmered, as if he was confused. Like Jesus hanging high in the church and emitting holy light.

Asses didn't let go, so he pulled gently, and a translucent soul was pulled out.

The soul seemed to be incomplete, with a hand missing from the wrist bone. The cross section was flat and smooth, as if it had been chopped off with a knife, which made people feel chilly.

In addition, the size of the soul has also become smaller. It is probably more than ten centimeters shorter than the body from head to toe. The waist is curled up, just like Filch, the administrator of Hogwarts, with a skinny body and a stooped body.

"what happened……"

Voldemort was confused after suddenly leaving his physical body. He lost consciousness before he even had time to understand the changes in his body.