HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Don't waste your energy. No one can stop me."

Voldemort raised his wand and tapped Bella's back lightly. Bella trembled all over, as if some seal had been broken, and her whole body melted into blood and mixed with the black water.

The black water surged on the ground, and wisps of black smoke rose up and spread rapidly. The werewolves closest to the scene were touched by the black smoke, and their eyes lost their light. They walked towards the black water like a possessed person, and turned into fertilizer one after another.

The black water and Voldemort's target was obviously not the werewolves. The other werewolves retreated under the leadership of their leader. The black water did not chase them, but flowed in the opposite direction of them. Its target was the students who had just escaped.

When the students who had just escaped death saw this scene, their faces changed instantly. Fear spread among the crowd. Those who had reached a cooperation with Harry cursed and regretted getting involved.

Draco stood in the front, looking at the black water getting closer and closer, veins on his forehead twitching. He was about to step back, but the basilisk Ella sensed the danger, anxiously spitting its tongue on Draco's wrist, finally gritted its teeth, jumped out from Draco's wrist, changed to its original size, and protected Draco in front of him.

"Ella? Why did you come out? Come back soon!" Draco said anxiously.

The basilisk Ella ignored it and opened her eyes towards Black Water and Voldemort.

An invisible force acted on Voldemort and Black Water. The Black Water just paused, but its speed did not slow down, but became faster. Voldemort stared at Ella and suddenly smiled, with a "hissing" sound from his mouth, and the force was broken.

Blood oozed from Ella's eyes and she hissed a few times in pain. Draco couldn't see her eyes, but he could tell she was injured. He couldn't control his anxiety and said, "Come back, Ella! Don't you even listen to me?"

Ella remained unmoved, and her thick snake tail coiled around Draco several times to protect him tightly.

Seeing the black water getting closer and closer, about to touch Ella, Draco suddenly remembered something and raised his wand, "Expecto Patronus!"

Pure white light burst from his wand.

A unicorn leaped out, raised its head and chanted. The same light appeared in the forbidden forest, echoing from afar. The light became brighter, and the unicorn patronus gradually became material.

"Unicorn Patronus? The Malfoys are really good at hiding. They are spies and unicorn Patronus at the same time." A wizard's eyes flashed and he took note of this without making any expression.

"Merlin, Malfoy's patronus is a unicorn." Ron exclaimed.

Hermione seemed to have expected this and wasn't surprised at all.

Dumbledore, who had just rushed out, looked at Draco with a changed look, his gaze moving back and forth between the unicorn and Draco.

Draco, who was being watched by him, saw that the illusion on the patronus was gradually turning into reality. He thought to himself that something was wrong and quickly cut off the magic supply to try to stop Esther from coming over.

Unfortunately, it was too late. They had an equal contractual relationship. He could ask Estella to come over, and Estella could also come over on her own without his consent.

Estella opened her eyes when the light reached its brightest, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the dirty thing close at hand. It suddenly made a sharp roar, raised its hooves high, and at the same time, pure light burst out from its body.

The lights shone on the black water, which made a "sizzling" sound and black smoke evaporated with the sound.

Everyone was still immersed in the fact that Draco's patronus was a unicorn and could materialize, and they were even more shocked when they saw this scene.

Hermione waved her hand and released her Patronus, but unfortunately, faced with the unreasonable nature of black water, her Patronus had no effect and was swallowed up instead.

"It seems that not every patronus can achieve the same effect as Draco. Perhaps this is the special feature of the patronus of magical creatures?" Hermione said to herself.

Hearing her words, Dumbledore also released the Phoenix Patronus.

As soon as the Phoenix Guardian Angel appeared, it rushed towards the black water. The black water did not avoid or give way and continued to move forward. When it came into contact with the Phoenix Guardian Angel, it began to erode it without any pause.

The Phoenix Patronus gradually turned black. Feeling the violent emotions coming from the Patronus, Dumbledore reacted very quickly to interrupt the magic and prevented the negative emotions from eroding through the magic.

"The phoenix doesn't work either. It seems that it's not the magical creature's fault, but the unicorn's." The old man stared at the unicorn with his wise eyes and smiled at it gently, with a hint of praise in his words.

When Estella heard the compliment, she looked up with pride and the light on her body shone even brighter.

However, its restraint on the black water was not enough in front of the black water's huge energy. The black water kept coming one after another. The light on Estella's body flashed for a while like a light bulb with poor contact. Its round eyes turned, and it gathered the light in a hurry to form a small shield, temporarily separating the black water.

"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, this filth has killed countless people. The energy contained in it is greater than before. Even with the power of my tribe, I can't stop it. Come with me back to the Unicorn Valley. There, we can exert our unicorn power to the fullest."

Draco looked around, seeing faces full of hope.

He pondered for a moment, shook his head slowly, and lowered his voice: "No, I can't leave alone. They put all their hopes on me. Once I show that I want to leave, my hopes will be dashed. I don't know what they will do in desperation."

Besides, there are not only students here, but also wizards from outside. Once the Unicorn Valley is exposed, it will be a disaster for the unicorn tribe.

Draco didn't say the rest. He could understand Harry's desire to protect himself, but he didn't think it would be a good thing to involve outsiders.

Estella also saw the panic hidden in those hopeful eyes. Although she didn't quite understand, she still agreed with Draco's words, "So what should we do now?"

"You can borrow the power of the tribe, so can I?" Draco asked carefully.

Estella blinked. "I don't know. Why don't you try it?"

Draco raised his wand immediately.

Now Draco's every move would attract everyone's attention. When they saw him raise his wand, everyone looked over. However, Draco held it up for a while and then put it down awkwardly.

"what should I do?"

"Follow your heart." Estella muttered.

"I--"

Before Draco could finish his words, he saw the shield that Estella had condensed shatter.

Estela said dejectedly, "I'm sorry, Draco, I just wasted too much energy."

Draco finally understood the depressed mood that Claris and Antonio felt when facing Estella.

He wanted to beat Estella now, too.

At this time, Voldemort seemed to have finally had enough of the show and raised his skinny hand.

The black water separated a path for werewolves, giants and Death Eaters to pass through, and he himself stepped into the black water. Hair grew on his smooth head and his snake face gradually returned to its original appearance.

He raised his hands high in the air, and black water gushed out from all directions, wrapping around the ankles of the students who had no time to dodge like a leech, dragging them into the abyss without any explanation.

The students retreated in fear. Dumbledore was about to step forward when Voldemort sighed in disappointment, as if he was very sorry. “It seems that there is nothing you can do.”

After saying this, he clenched his five fingers.

The black water rushed towards Dumbledore with a clear goal. Just when it was about to touch Dumbledore, Grindelwald's fire shield blocked Dumbledore. The blue flames that covered the sky and the sun swept across the earth, but the black water did not retreat but advanced instead, devouring it like a tonic.

Dumbledore was keenly aware of the surge in energy contained in the black water. "Gayle, stop. It's getting stronger."

Grindelwald refused to stop. The constant loss of magic power made him pale. "He wants you dead."

"You are wrong. I am not the one who wants you dead."

Voldemort laughed grimly and suddenly raised his arm. More black water gathered into a giant, about three or four meters tall. Blood was dripping under his feet, and every step he took left a huge bloody footprint. Wherever he passed, there was a sizzling sound and no grass grew.

The giant opened his arms as if stretching his body, and countless black silk threads flew out, connecting the werewolf and the eight-eyed giant spider. The eyes of the werewolf and the eight-eyed giant spider began to turn red, and they let out terrifying roars.

Seeing the black threads passing through them, the Death Eaters breathed a sigh of relief and silently huddled in the corner to reduce their presence.

Dumbledore looked serious as he walked out from the students and came to the open space. Grindelwald cursed inwardly and followed him out.

Just as the giant was about to get closer, he sensed the sudden appearance of a terrifying force that was enough to threaten him.

"Long time no see, Tom. I thought your soul couldn't stand the torture. If I didn't find you, I could cut off half of your soul as a sacrifice to the abyss."

Aces leaned lazily against the tree, holding a staff, and greeted Voldemort softly. No one knew when he appeared.

A terrifying murderous look burst out from Voldemort's eyes. The giant seemed to sense it and changed direction with his feet wading through water.

After all, he was not in his prime. Voldemort didn't say anything, and Aces didn't want to waste time talking to Voldemort. He smiled at Draco soothingly, holding the wand with both hands, feeling the endless energy flowing from the wand and the bright moon in the sky, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

"There is a spell that I have never used to its full extent due to its particularity and limitations. Draco, do you want to see it?"

Aces curled his lips and chuckled, and made a decision for Draco without waiting for his answer.

"Then let's see."

After he finished speaking, he raised his staff. His palm was cut at some point, and a steady stream of blood flowed out of his palm and seeped into the groove of the staff.

The staff instantly glowed all over.

However, the bright red blood on the staff took on the texture of silver gauze, slowly outlining intricate patterns.

At the same time, a magic circle appeared out of thin air under Ases' feet, and he slowly floated up, passing over the dilapidated buildings, and was baptized by the moonlight without any interruption.

Under the moonlight, his hair grew wildly, starting from the roots, gradually turning into silver hair, and it did not stop growing even when it reached his ankles. The silver hair danced with the power of magic, making his pale and gentle eyebrows look a bit fierce.

Everyone's eyes converged.

The man lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, his gaze was looking somewhere unknown, and he looked exceptionally gentle.

“Dead tree – spring comes!”

It was not the language commonly used by wizards today, but a more profound ancient language, uttered with a special tone, like a chant.

Although they didn't understand, everyone understood the meaning.

Ases was floating quietly in the air, emitting a non-dazzling light all over his body, and it seemed as if there was another bright moon in the sky where the bright moon was hanging high.

The cool yet gentle moonlight shines down gently, and wherever it shines, grass and trees grow and the black water disappears.

Estella was so excited that she raised her head and cried out, her voice resounding through the sky. From the distant valley came another cry of response, the voice full of joy.

Suddenly, Esther's body emanated a mysterious light similar to moonlight. This light became stronger and stronger, and finally enveloped it completely. Draco, who had signed a contract with Esther, also felt a powerful force surging in his heart. He clenched his fingers and felt that he was omnipotent now.

It was not only Draco who benefited, but also the professors and students who were mentally exhausted after the war. They were surprised to find that their wounds had healed at some point, and their tense nerves relaxed as if they were soaking in warm water.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald changed the most. Their white hair slowly turned into black hair. They did not become younger, but their bodies looked more lively than before.

In addition, there were the Death Eaters on the opposite side. The Dark Marks on their arms were shattered, and the damage that Voldemort had caused to their bodies over a long period of time was also being repaired bit by bit.

Even the werewolves' eyes were gradually regaining clarity, not to mention the giants, who were lying on the ground, almost falling asleep comfortably.

Among so many people, only Voldemort, Acromantula and Blackwater did not gain any benefit. Instead, they were like being burned by fire, but their bodies could not move under the moonlight, and they could only endure the heart-wrenching pain.

At this moment, Athis felt something in his heart, and he gathered most of the nourishment of the moonlight along the mark on the back of his hand, and passed it to Snape in the most gentle way.

Snape, who had just determined the location of Nagini, suddenly stopped, his heart beating wildly, as if he was happy, but also as if he was uneasy.

At this moment, a ring appeared out of thin air on his finger, and a steady stream of silver light poured out from it, wrapping him up.

Snape felt a familiar warmth in it, and without any resistance, he allowed the silver light to flow into his body.

The soul seems to be lying on the softest cloud, gently wrapped by the cloud, like a pearl or a treasure hidden in the deepest cloud layer.

Snape found a secluded place and sat down. His fingers felt a little weak in the extreme comfort. He waved his wand to place a warning spell around him, then put down his wand and calmed his pounding heart.

On the other side, Ases seemed to be aware of his situation and gently stroked the mark on the back of his hand. As expected, he received feedback from the other side.

The black water was more restrained by the moonlight than Voldemort and the Acromantula. In just a moment, it evaporated. Athis watched the souls released after the black water evaporated, dissipating one after another in silent wailing, and his cold face revealed a bit of compassion.

The people watching below were dazed for a moment, thinking that what they were facing was really the compassionate god.