HP: Embrace the Darkness

Previously, Professor McGonagall accepted Ases's suggestion and punished each of the four people to write five self-reviews. At that time, she thought it was too much. Now she wishes time could go back and punish them to write a hundred or eighty self-reviews in one go so that they would have no time to run around!

But it's not too late.

Professor McGonagall had a sullen look on her face and was about to step inside, but was stopped by a hand.

"The moon will be out soon."

Ases warned in a low voice.

Professor McGonagall then remembered the purpose of their visit, suppressed her anger, and continued to eavesdrop.

Athis was lucky, as Dumbledore came to the Shrieking Shack today, which was a rare occasion - there was an outsider who was targeting the quartet and whose background was unknown, and he was unwilling to let Lupin, whose identity was sensitive, spend the full moon night alone.

As it turns out, he was right.

Ases did have bad intentions.

The clouds in the sky dispersed at some point, revealing a bright full moon. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth. A little light was faintly visible where Ases was, and wisps of light overflowed, attracting the attention of the two men.

Professor McGonagall was far away and thought that Athis was wearing protective gear, but Snape, who was close, had a feeling that this inexplicable light was most likely coming from Athis himself.

As the moonlight poured down, muffled groans of pain were heard from the Screaming Shack.

Professor McGonagall's expression changed. After hesitating for a while, she pulled aside a piece of wood and moved closer to look at the scene in the gap.

The four people who had gathered together to discuss something stood on both sides separately.

On one side was Lupin with a painful look on his face, and on the other side were three people holding wands.

Dumbledore, in his pajamas, stood in the middle, separating them.

Lupin held his head and wailed, his muscles bulged, his clothes tore apart little by little, grey hair squeezing out from the tears, until he completely turned into a werewolf and tore off the remaining strips of cloth.

Professor McGonagall covered her mouth in horror.

The werewolf in the house had a ferocious appearance. When he stood up, he was twice as tall as James. His claws were sharp, and his pointed teeth were covered with saliva that dripped onto the ground. His eyes emitted a faint green light as he stared at his prey greedily.

James and Sirius seemed to see werewolves frequently and were not afraid at all, and were in the mood to greet Lupin.

At this time, Lupin was completely out of his mind. He didn't care who was waving at him and just pounced over with a roar.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and glowing ropes tied up the werewolf in mid-air and dragged him to a corner.

Seeing Lupin being subdued, James and Sirius were laughing and talking in low voices, with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Dumbledore looked at them, then at the hole in the roof, and remained silent.

Professor McGonagall flung the door open.

The old door hit the wall and collapsed with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore!"

Aces pulled Snape back several steps, avoiding the dust and Professor McGonagall's raging anger.

The last time he heard Professor McGonagall call Dumbledore's full name was when he found out that Dumbledore had faked his death, causing Sevilla to be isolated from his friends and relatives.

At that time, the angry witch almost overturned the entire Hogwarts.

I think it will be similar this time.

It’s better to avoid it.

Aces' thoughts drifted away and he didn't realize that he was still holding Snape.

Snape tensed his arms uncomfortably, but waited for Athis to let go. He finally realized that someone's mind was wandering somewhere else, and he pulled his arm away stiffly.

Ases retracted his hand belatedly, the feeling of the previous touch still lingering on his fingertips - the slender arm was very tense and a little uncomfortable, and it seemed a little cold through the thin shirt.

Is this fear?

Afraid of werewolves?

Aces accurately guessed Snape's well-hidden thoughts.

He could actually understand that, having been forced to face a life-and-death situation at the hands of a werewolf, Snape probably had a natural fear of werewolves.

To overcome this fear, one must either let it fade away with the passage of time, or defeat the source of the fear head-on.

Rather than forgetting it, Athis believed that Snape would rather defeat the source of fear head-on.

So, he turned his head and sincerely suggested: "Opportunities are rare and will never come back. Do you want to teach them a lesson?"

lesson?

For a group of four?

I have to say, Snape was moved.

The two sides were mortal enemies, and the opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune was right in front of him. It would be a lie to say that he was not tempted, but he still remembered Dumbledore's preference and protection for those four people.

Arces did have a close relationship with another him, but that was not him.

Strictly speaking, there was no relationship between them, so there was no reason for the other to bear Dumbledore's blame for him.

Snape remained silent.

Yet silence itself is an answer.

With his keen perception, Aces found Snape's shoulder and patted it gently, his tone always calm and gentle.

"Don't be afraid. Just do whatever you want to do. No matter how big the problem is, Sif and I will cover it for you."

"It doesn't matter even if the sky is broken."

Very strange feeling.

The young man stared at the empty ground in astonishment. In this direction, his shoulder and the man's hand should have been. However, due to the existence of the spell, he could not see anything. He could only feel a warmth gently holding him.

It’s like, it’s like…

It was as if he also had a backer.

No wonder the kids who were injured by his counterattacks when they were young always ran back home.

This is what it feels like to have someone backing you up.

Athis didn't wait for an answer, nor did he care. He withdrew his hand and took a look at the battle situation inside - the witch was fighting one against four, suppressing Dumbledore and three students. The werewolf was tied up and unable to move, which was perfect for a beating. He was excited just by looking at it.

Really reluctant to miss this great opportunity, Ases went on to advise: "Don't worry about causing us trouble. We are here for you. You won't be a problem."

Snape raised his wand.

Feeling the magic power flowing around him, Athis smiled happily, took the initiative to remove the spell on his body, appeared in front of others openly, and took the blame for the young Snape.

The invisible spell flew over and cut the werewolf's arm. The first scar appeared on the werewolf's body, and blood dripped down.

The smell of blood stimulated the werewolf's bloodthirsty instinct, and its struggling movements became more frantic.

Dumbledore was not careful enough and let the werewolf break free.

The werewolf immediately ran towards Ases.

To its sense of smell, there is a very unpleasant smell here.

The running beast had saliva dripping from its mouth, blood dripping from its arms, and dust all over its feet. It was as dirty as it could be after running all the way.

Ases, who has mysophobia: "..."

He missed the Potions Master.

The Potions Master wouldn't let him face anything that filthy.

Trying hard to suppress his nausea, Ases used magic to tie up the werewolf. Considering that shooting at a fixed target was boring, he didn't tie it up tightly. The werewolf could still move step by step, but its speed was a little slow and its movements were a little strange.

The werewolf was also a stubborn creature. Even when he was tied up, he still insisted on rushing towards Ases.