HP: Embrace the Darkness

Athis walked into the room, closed the doors and windows, and cast sound-isolating spells and armor spells around the room.

One was not enough, he stacked several layers of Iron Armor Spell before stopping with a feeling of unsatisfaction.

At this rate, even if this place collapses, it will not affect the basement.

Snape forced an angry laugh.

She was determined to keep it from him!

Great job! In the future, he won’t let Athis tell him this in person. From now on, the name Severus Snape will be read backwards!

When Snape was secretly keeping accounts for Athis, Athis had already arranged the room so that there were no blind spots. Even if there was an explosion upstairs, it would not be heard in the basement.

Snape saw everything and his doubts grew even stronger.

If it was just a magic circle, he had seen it before. Moreover, this time Ases specially prepared blood in advance, so why did he go to so much trouble to hide it from him?

Or……

Snape scowled.

Snape's thoughts had no effect on the busy bee Athis.

After everything was ready, he walked to the center of the magic circle and waved his hand to take out all the blood bags.

The magic power wrapped around the blood bags, which were suspended on the magic circle and rotated in an orderly manner. With a snap of her fingers, the two blood bags that the brown-haired nurse considered unqualified flew to the top and exploded! The burning red blood instantly sprinkled evenly on the magic circle like raindrops.

The scene before him was truly magnificent, but Snape realized it belatedly and felt distressed.

With so much blood, Ases had to draw it for a year. How painful it must have been.

On the ground, blood merged into the magic circle. The magic circle flashed a few times as if it had poor contact, and then dimmed. Ases was not surprised at all. He continued to control the magic power, continuously breaking one blood bag after another.

For a moment, blood rained down from the sky, and Snape was suddenly stunned.

This scene was very similar to his memory of Aces falling off his broom, but the amount of blood spilled then was far less than now.

In the medical field, the total amount of blood in a healthy adult's body is approximately between 4,500 ml and 6,000 ml. The blood bag used by Ases had a capacity of 400 ml, and a total of 32 blood bags were used, which is equivalent to 12,800 ml.

Thirty-two bags of blood.

Twelve thousand eight hundred milliliters.

The amount of blood of two whole people.

Ases just squandered it without any hesitation, as if he was completely unaware of the risks behind this behavior, or he didn't care about the danger this behavior might cause him.

Snape clenched his fists and then loosened them dejectedly, his voice was hard and weak: "Aces, I regret it."

He always thought that except for not publicly acknowledging the existence of Assas, he had done no less than Assas.

But reality slapped him hard in the face, making him bleed. It turned out that compared with Asseth's love, his love was so inferior.

He didn't even really express this love that he couldn't show off.

He regretted it, really regretted it.

If time could go back to the night when they last met, he would tell Asseth without hesitation that he had fallen in love with him a long time ago.

Unfortunately, time never gives people the opportunity to make up for their regrets. It only carves the original regrets into their flesh and blood and soul little by little and silently until they rot.

Thirty-two bags of blood were too much. Once spilled, the whole room was filled with the stench of blood. Ases frowned and stared at the magic circle without blinking.

The magic circle lit up as expected.

However, it is not known whether it is because the blood has been there for a long time or for other reasons, but after the brightness of the magic circle reaches a certain level, it no longer increases, but instead continues to weaken.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work."

Ases gave a wry smile as if sighing, but his men did not hesitate.

He took out the dagger that Snape regarded as a thorn in his side, raised his hand, and blood splattered from his wrist.

When the hot blood splashed, it could not distinguish between friend and foe. Snape, who was standing next to Athis, was splashed all over.

He lowered his head in a daze, his pupils suddenly shrank as the blood flowed through his body, and his almost rigid brain began to spin wildly in an instant, and then, despite his resistance, he was forced to understand what Ases was doing.

"You don't want your life!"

Snape strode towards Athis, wanting to grab his hand to stop the bleeding, but Snape forgot that they couldn't even see each other, let alone touch each other.

As expected, the Potion Master came up empty-handed, and his face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Before he could think of any other solutions, an even more dazzling white light burst out from under Ases' feet. The white light spread outward, and the translucent soul body retreated uncontrollably outside the magic circle.

"What the hell!"

The Potions Master's face was as black as ink. He stretched out his hand tentatively, trying to see if he could pass through the white light. The result was obvious: his hand could not move forward at all. If he tried harder, a dangerous aura emerged and lingered around him.

But for some unknown reason, the sense of danger from this aura has been weakening.

Soon, Snape no longer felt the white light posed any threat to him.

He narrowed his eyes, a hint of worry and madness emerged in the depths of his eyes. He no longer simply tested it, but closed his eyes and rushed towards the white light.

"boom--"

The translucent soul body slammed into the milky white halo. The white light suddenly became strong, dazzling and hot, and the soul body bounced back and fell backwards.

Ases had no idea what was going on outside. He stood in the center of the magic circle with his eyes closed and cold sweat pouring down his face. His hands hung naturally, and the blood from his left wrist flowed down his fingers and dripped onto the pattern of the magic circle, creating faint ripples.

Gradually, the grooves of the magic circle pattern were filled with blood, and the milky white halo was stained with a light pink, wrapping Aces inside. The next second, the black hair grew wildly, and turned into pure silver little by little from the roots. An unfathomable magic power burst out, sweeping outwards and blowing up the long hair.

When the magic power dissipated, the ends of the hair fell into the groove, and the bright red blood dyed the ends of the hair red.

"Shh-"

Aces suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot.

He raised his hand with great effort, and slowly closed his five fingers. The magic power subsided under his control, and the white light slowly weakened.

Snape outside noticed that the light of the magic circle was dimming. He pursed his lips, suppressed his uneasiness, and walked to the edge of the magic circle.

The white light faded by half, gradually revealing a tragic scene at the edge of the magic circle - the magic circle that was shining with light just now was almost broken, and the intricate pattern grooves were frighteningly charred from the outside to the inside, and the edges of the grooves were faintly dark red, as if they were traces left by dried blood.

The more Snape looked, the more flustered he became, staring at Athis who was enveloped in white light.

Finally, the white light disappeared.

Snape also saw Aces.

In just a moment, his brain was hit hard by a hammer, and his ears were buzzing.

The center of the magic circle was stained with blood and rust. Athis was kneeling in it, silently lowering his head and covering his eyes. His silver hair spread all over the ground, blocking his face.

Snape stared at it in amazement, not daring to move forward for a moment.

Ases covered his eyes which were bleeding continuously. He felt stinging pain coming from his eye sockets and his brain also hurt, but he was not surprised but happy instead.

He staggered and propped himself up, but before he could stand firmly he lost strength and fell to his knees. Both knees fell heavily on the ground, and he subconsciously used one side to support the ground. The only hand he had left was weak and blood overflowed from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground, forming bloodstains.

When Snape saw the blood, his pupils trembled and he subconsciously took a big step towards Athis for a moment.

Before he reached him, suddenly, Arces bent over and laughed uncontrollably.

He laughed loudly and happily, his laughter was mixed with sadness and joy, it was heart-wrenching, as if he wanted to laugh out all the suppressed sorrow during this period.

Snape bent down helplessly and stretched out his hand, wanting to check Athis's bleeding eyes, but he was now an ethereal soul and could not touch Athis at all. So he watched his transparent hand pass through Athis's eyes over and over again without touching him once.

Just then, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Aces suddenly became quiet.

He covered his eyes tightly, his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he made no sound. Only a light red liquid seeped out from between his fingers, forming twisted flowers on the ground.

He is crying.

Crying quietly and suppressedly.

Snape realized this and stood in front of Athis for a long time. Finally, he knelt down too weakly. He kept raising his hands in vain, trying to hug Athis over and over again.

However, until Ases calmed down, he still didn't hug his out-of-control lover.

It turns out...the soul can also feel pain.

Snape smiled grimly.

The lover who was so close to him but he could not hold him, the blood and tears that pierced through his palms were like sharp arrows piercing his heart.

Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!

Not only did it pierce his heart, it also crushed his soul, causing him so much pain that he would rather die than live. Even his translucent soul was trembling slightly, as if it would turn into smoke left over from the burning in the next second and disappear into the world.

Ases' emotions gradually stabilized. He moved his hand away and stretched it towards the ground, then stopped suddenly halfway. Then he raised his head and glanced around with half-squinted eyes, with an imperceptible blankness in his eyes.

Seeing this, Snape stretched out his hand eagerly and waved it in front of Athis. Only then did he realize that he had made a stupid mistake - Athis couldn't see him at all.

Snape suddenly felt lucky.

Maybe it was just his problem, not Athis's eyes?

With such expectation, Snape focused on Athis's next move.

Ases's eyes moved around and stopped in mid-air. He knelt on the ground and groped for the staff lying on the ground. He picked it up and used it as a walking stick.

Snape's heart sank, but he still held on to the last glimmer of hope. After all, losing too much blood would cause blacking out.

What if Ases was just suffering from excessive blood loss and causing temporary invisible side effects?

The Potions Master did his most sneering evasive act ever.

With the support of the staff, Ases finally stood up successfully. Then, he raised his hand facing forward, swayed to the side, took the first step tentatively, followed by the second step, and then the third and fourth steps.

He took every step without hesitation, but with every step he took, his body swayed slightly.

Snape could no longer escape. He thought his heart, which had been numbed by the pain, suddenly felt a sharp pain again, and an overwhelming sense of regret overwhelmed him.

Asseth was blind.

because of him.

Sudden loss of vision would be troublesome for others, but not for Ases.

His control over magic power has reached the point where he can do whatever he wants. As long as the magic power exists, he can use it to observe his surroundings, thus achieving the effect of eyes.

Ases slowly removed the spell from the room, cleaned himself and the messy floor. Except for a hint of confusion in his eyes from time to time, he did not look like someone who had lost his sight, and he could still move freely.

He had no problem going downstairs, and every step he took was steady. Snape's heart, which had sunk to the bottom, finally found a little comfort.

This little comfort disappeared when he saw Aces come downstairs and go straight to the bedroom and change into a dress.

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The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun looks like blood.

At the last moment when the afterglow faded away, a large area of ​​blood-red covered the earth, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

The only person who thought it looked ugly was probably Snape, who was forced to pull it out.

Yes, although Ases temporarily pretended to be a blind man, he was still not honest. He changed into a formal suit and went out with a cane.

One man and one soul finally arrived at a small manor, which was small and exquisite, and its luxury was comparable to Malfoy Manor.

The lights were bright in the depths of the manor, and people were coming and going in an endless stream in the open air area next to it, but if you looked closely, you would find that there were very few real guests in the manor, and most of them were messengers carrying wine.

A man holding a glass of wine, standing away from the crowd, was the first to notice Ases. He drank the wine in his hand and waved enthusiastically.

"Hey, our sweetheart is here."

"Sweetheart? Where?"

On the other side, the man with his shirt wide open and his eyes covered with a scarf, lying on his back and accepting wine from the people around him, pushed away the men and women who were sticking to him, took off the scarf excitedly, and when he saw it was Asseth, he threw the scarf away with some disappointment.

"You have a good eye, but that's not a playmate you can attack. Otherwise... you'll die~"

While talking, this man even took two seconds to give the woman next to him a brief kiss, and drank the wine handed to him by the man on the other side, performing the water-carrying performance to perfection.

"It's just a name. What are you thinking? Your thoughts are really...dirty."

The man who spoke at the beginning opened his collar, put his arm around the woman who was smiling sweetly in front of another man, and went to meet Ases.

"Why are you so late? I thought you would be the first one of us to arrive."

"There was an accident."

Aces looked up following the sound.

The other man who was talking came over while hugging one of them. Hearing what Ases said, he teased, "What kind of accident? Throwing yourself into someone's arms? Man or woman, what do they look like? Did it work?"

Ases turned his head and followed the voice: "Maybe I'll disappoint you. This is not an accident, but an attack."

"Attack?" Bruce looked serious for a second, and the man and woman he was hugging left tactfully, "Tell me about it."

Another man handed over a glass of wine and asked considerately, "Are you okay?"

"The remnants of the Death Eaters." Athis took the wine absentmindedly, "No one was hurt."