HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Are you... threatening me?"

Ases raised his lips and smiled softer than ever, but there was a bone-chilling coldness in his eyes. His dark pupils were like an abyss that was ready to devour anyone, so deep that one could see the danger hidden in it even from a long enough distance.

Dumbledore, who accidentally met his gaze, froze all over, feeling uneasy, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on the hand holding the wand.

His instinct told him that he had said the wrong thing, but the current situation did not allow him to back down.

The old man calmly stood in front of the other students and faced Ases' anger: "I'm sorry, if I understand correctly, you don't seem to intend to continue-"

"You don't have to threaten me with this. I never fail to get what I want. It's like this..." Ases rolled up his sleeves slowly and snapped his fingers.

James, hanging in the air, suddenly lost control and slammed into the tree trunk next to him.

The students watching cried out in surprise, but only Snape's eyes lit up slightly.

"boom--"

The tree trunk shook three times after being hit by James, and leaves fell to the ground. James also let out a painful groan. His limbs and head, which were hit hard, hung down weakly, and his scattered hair covered his bloodless face.

Sirius, who was standing by, saw this scene and became like an enraged beast. The expression on his face instantly became hideous and distorted. He twisted his body frantically, trying to break free from the invisible restraints. After struggling in vain, he glared at Athis, whimpering and cursing.

"Black, are you so eager to die? Do you really think I won't dare to kill you as long as Dumbledore is here?"

There was already some impatience in Athis's tone. He was provoked by a brainless idiot, especially an idiot who hurt little Snape. His patience was about to run out. He looked at Sirius and James with extremely cold eyes, and the curve at the corner of his mouth disappeared.

At the same time, the murderous aura that seemed to be real exploded and swept towards the surroundings.

The students around were all inexperienced and could not resist the real murderous aura at all. They were all scared and turned pale.

Especially the group of four who were the focus of the attack. They felt an indescribable sense of fear and oppression enveloping them. They were stiff all over and were forced to become fish on the chopping board. They could only allow the sense of oppression to carelessly and cruelly crush their limbs and bones and destroy their mental will.

pain!It hurts so much!

They didn't even know where the pain was and could only hug themselves tightly while trembling.

Pettigrew's eyes rolled back and he fainted. The book in Lupin's hand fell, and the wand that was blocked by the book was exposed and rolled to the ground.

The others were not treated specially. They were slightly better off than the group of four, but not much better. No one dared to look up and look directly at Ases.

Except Snape.

He was the only one among so many people who was not affected by the murderous aura.

He looked at Athis's vicious profile and wisely did not make any sound. Under his sleeves, his pale fingers still tightly grasped the wand.

This time it is not to seek spiritual support, but as the last line of defense to protect myself.

Although judging from the current situation, this man seems to be protecting him, no one knows whether he will suddenly go crazy and kill everyone.

What if he got so angry that he killed him too? The more Snape thought about it, the more it made sense, and his vigilance increased to 12 points.

Ases actually had such an idea.

The scene he saw at the beginning almost burned his sanity to ashes. Anyway, he had the ability to clean up the mess, so why not kill him?

Unfortunately, Sif is still here.

Or Sif, who was a complete stranger to him.

Aces recognized Snape the first time he saw him. This was not the Sever he was familiar with, at least not now.

So even if he wanted to take action again, he held back until now because he was worried about ruining the first impression.

The scene was eerily quiet.

Except for Sirius who managed to hum a few times in fear, everyone else was as silent as death.

Several gazes filled with fear and dissatisfaction fell on Dumbledore. Facing those obscure gazes, Dumbledore withdrew his hand with a grim expression.

It's not that he didn't want to stop it, but when he raised his hand, a heavy demonic pressure mixed with murderous intent forced down on his shoulders, forcing him to be unable to raise his hand. By the time he finally raised his hand, James had already been hit.

"Blake? Are you scolding me?"

The voice that could not tell whether it was happy or angry tore through the atmosphere that was almost frozen by murderous intent, leaving people with room to breathe.

However, except for Snape, everyone's heart sank again, because the person being questioned was Sirius who was hanging in the air.

This time Dumbledore did not dare to delay any longer and chose to strike first. He waved his wand and cast several spells in succession. He then appeared in front of Athis with a "bang", with his wand pointing directly at Athis's heart.

There was a strange murderous aura in the air.

Dumbledore...had the intention to kill.

Athis quietly looked at the wand and Dumbledore approaching him, without even lifting his eyelids. He raised his hand lightly and closed his palm.

Space twisted, and the directions of several spells were changed again, directly hitting Sirius and James.

Maybe it was because Athis put too much pressure on Dumbledore that he did not hold back at all, and these spells were real killing moves.

In other words, if James and Sirius were hit, no one would survive.

Aces stared at the two men expectantly.

This wasn't his doing.

Even if the first impression should be ruined, it shouldn't be ruined on him. Thank Dumbledore for his generosity.

"No!"

Seeing his spell deviate from the direction and head straight for James and Sirius, the familiar scene made Dumbledore lose his usual calmness. His old face showed a bit of trance and pain. He even forgot about Athis opposite him and waved his wand vigorously, trying to save the two.

Athis glanced at Snape behind him inconspicuously, then looked at the old man who was not as calm as usual. After hesitating for a while, he raised his hand to block the deadly spells.

James and Sirius could die, but not under the spell cast by Dumbledore.

Deep in the heart of the Potions Master, Dumbledore always occupied a very important position. Even if he never mentioned it, Athis, as his bedmate, could see it.

If it really indirectly led to Dumbledore killing James and Sirius, and made Dumbledore sad, Sev would not blame him, but would blame himself.

It seems that he has to take the blame for the murder.

Just carry it, it’s not heavy.

Ases sighed softly, and the fate of the four people was settled in this sigh.

Yes, from the beginning to the end, he had no intention of letting these four people survive.

He didn't care whether people called him cruel or crazy. He only cared about making these four people regret coming into this world.