HP: Embrace the Darkness

After thinking about it again, Grindelwald thought that normal people should not reason with love brains.

First of all, he may not be able to speak of Asseth.

Secondly, he doesn't seem to be able to beat Asseth.

Furthermore, he didn't want to destroy the image he had finally built up in Dumbledore's mind.

In summary, it is safer to get straight to the point.

Thinking of this, he coughed and said with a serious face, "Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"

This is what Asseth was waiting for.

"I want to see your memories...all of them."

"impossible!"

Grindelwald refused without thinking.

In the wizarding world, anyone who has gone to school knows how dangerous it is to completely open your memories to another person.

If the other party has even the slightest bad intention, not to mention the memory, even the life may not be preserved. His memory has not even been read by Dumbledore, and it is impossible to show it to Artes.

Aces probably also guessed this result. He was neither discouraged nor discouraged, and his voice was a little tougher.

"Gellert, remember? You still owe me two promises. Now that I've thought about it, I want to see all of your memories."

Grindelwald's face turned dark instantly, changed color several times, and said in a firm tone: "If you change the conditions, I can't do this."

"you can do it."

Asseth softened his tone and was patient.

"I have no reason to kill you, and I will not do anything to you that goes beyond the viewing memory, nor will I take away or affect your original memory. If you are worried, Dumbledore is also present, and you can't trust me, don't you? Still can’t trust Dumbledore?”

This is really hard to say.

Grindelwald glanced at Dumbledore without a trace. He loved Dumbledore well, but when it came to trust, they really didn't necessarily trust each other. It was not easy for them to trust completely.

He was sure that Dumbledore didn't trust him either.

As for trusting Asseth...

He had to think about it again.

What if this guy still remembers the grudge he had for speaking ill of Snape just now, and comes here specifically to avenge his personal grudge?

"If you still have any concerns, tell them and we will solve them together." Asses put on a posture of making everything easy to discuss. Of course, the premise is that Grindelwald cooperates.

Such a talkative Arthas was too suspicious. Grindelwald raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and his mind turned strangely to another less serious road. His face suddenly turned red, and he hesitated to speak. He glanced at Dumbledore secretly, and then Take a glance, it means something.

"What memory are you looking for? Is it related to...private matters? If you really lack experience, actually, I can find other ways to help you."

Dumbledore looked at Arthas in shock, and Arthas looked at Grindelwald in shock, and then both of them looked away at the same time as if they were burned.

"Gale, you..." Dumbledore's complex expression turned into a sigh, "Speak carefully."

Grindelwald groaned.

After a brief shock, Asseth returned to his usual calmness, "No need, that's not what I want to see. Don't worry, I will avoid it."

"Or you can extract these memories first."

Feeling that simply avoiding him was not enough to prove his innocence, Asseth added another sentence.

Grindelwald seemed a little regretful, sighed, and slumped back.

"Okay, come on."

This scene, this action, this sentence made Artes sit on pins and needles and changed his posture. He was a little unable to make a move, and subconsciously looked at anyone who could restrain Grindelwald.

Receiving the look, Dumbledore sighed, but still stepped forward and said, "Gayle, speak up."

This sentence almost made him numb.

Ever since he faked his death, Grindelwald seems to have unlocked some kind of seal and is becoming more and more promiscuous day by day, which means that he has lower requirements for Grindelwald. If it were anyone else, Grindelwald would have been beaten to death.

Grindelwald reluctantly sat up and said, "Watch it quickly, don't wait for me to regret it and force yourself to do it again."

"Look up," Asseth said.

Grindelwald subconsciously raised his head and met a pair of deep, shining black eyes. His thoughts suddenly stopped, and his memory turned forward uncontrollably.

Artes kept his word. He didn't read any of the memories of Grindelwald and Dumbledore's relationship. He only glanced at them roughly. If he didn't see what he wanted, he quickly turned the page. All kinds of memories passed by quickly. Finally, in the memory In a corner of the depths, he glimpsed a blurry picture.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, Grindelwald jumped up with an "ouch" and physically broke away from Legilimency. The unsuspecting Artes groaned, covered his eyes and lowered his head, his exposed lips as white as a Paper.

"Gail! What are you doing?"

Dumbledore pushed Grindelwald out of the way, holding up his wand at a loss. He wanted to check but didn't know Ass's situation, so he didn't dare to act easily.

"How are you?"

Aces was speechless. He blinked his stinging eyes, and he vaguely felt as if liquid was flowing out of them and touching his temples. His temples were also beating wildly, and veins were popping out.

If it was just soul damage, it wouldn't be a big problem for him, but he still has a body now.

The pain in his soul reflected back to his body, and he could even clearly hear the body's overwhelmed whine.

Dumbledore glared at Grindelwald again, and carefully used the Checking Charm on Arthas.

The magic feedback caused Asseth to suffer severe backlash, both in his soul.

Dumbledore broke into a cold sweat instantly.

The problem of the soul is not a small one. If it is not handled well, it can easily leave sequelae.

"Gayle, come here and watch him. I'll notify Severus."

Grindelwald walked over obediently, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a huge and agile phoenix flew out from the tip of the wand. Before it could fly far, a white tiger stopped it.

The white tiger is the patron saint of Assasi.

Dumbledore looked at Artes in surprise and found that he had raised his head at some point. His eyelashes and tails were stained with dried and mottled blood, looking embarrassed and terrifying.

"your eyes……"

"The eyes are fine." Asseth took out a handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped the blood from his face by feeling, "No need to notify Sifu, it's already fine."

He calmly wiped the blood and burned the handkerchief.

"Don't worry about me being held accountable. It was me who suggested checking the memory, and I will naturally bear the consequences. Okay, it's getting late, I should go."

After saying goodbye, Asseth snapped his fingers and apparated away.

Cavendish Manor.

Before going in, Asseth had already packed himself up. He met Joel in the corridor, and Joel didn't notice anything strange. However, William was still thinking about how to settle accounts. He saw at a glance that something was wrong with him, and grabbed him and questioned him for a long time, until Anna Call someone from a distance to let him leave.

Seeing William being pulled away by Anna, who quietly turned back and waved to him, Artes couldn't help but smile, and the pain that still remained in his brain inexplicably faded away.