HP: Embrace the Darkness

Under normal circumstances, there would be nothing wrong with Grindelwald's approach, but unfortunately he met a pair of peach blossom eyes that were so affectionate that even a dog could look at them with affection.

The boy, who got no response, tilted his head in confusion, the corner of his lips curved just right, neither offensive nor alienated. His nose was up, his dark pupils were filled with a hint of confusion, and under the influence of the light, his eyes became darker and lighter, connected with the upturned and elongated tail of his eyes, dispelling the indifference that was unconsciously revealed around him.

Grindelwald held on tenaciously for a while, then decisively looked away and moved his body slightly towards Dumbledore. His movements revealed an urgency that he himself was not aware of, and at first glance it looked like he was fleeing.

Dumbledore looked at the unusual Grindelwald in astonishment.

Grindelwald didn't look at him.

To be precise, Grindelwald didn't look at either side. He just sat there with his eyes and nose focused, and greeted them in a hurry: "I've heard a lot about you."

The boy nodded, then waited quietly for the next words. The others were also waiting.

However, Grindelwald said nothing. He looked up at the screen, seemingly curious about what would be played next.

Dumbledore seemed to be thinking about something, and nodded silently to Severus, indicating that he should carry out the test according to the plan discussed yesterday.

After receiving Dumbledore's instructions, Severus calmly reached for his wand.

The young man seemed to sense something and looked up at him. Before the two of them could say anything, the screen flashed wildly and a picture gradually formed.

[“I never care about your use of me, as long as there is more than just use between us.”

"I just believed in them as I believed in the professor."

"I talked back to the professor. It's my fault."

"I'm not pointing fingers. If you mind, professor, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"As long as I am here, he will never be alone, and will never be deserted by his friends and relatives."

"I love him."

"I couldn't resist him."

"Sif, you are welcome at Seth Castle."

"Are you happy? Right now...as long as you are happy, nothing else matters."

"Have I ever told you that you are a true treasure in the world of potions?"

"Merry Christmas, Sev."

"Good night, Sev."

"I love you, Sev."

"we will be together forever."

"Sev, let's go home."】

The screen flashed irregular clips one after another as if it was completely out of control. The protagonists of these clips were all Athis and Snape from another world without exception.

Severus' forehead was throbbing with veins when he heard the series of "professors" and nicknames, and he was forced to swallow back the temptation that was about to come out of his mouth.

He knew how other people would react without even looking, but it was obviously impossible to ask them to close their eyes and not see what was happening next.

This loss is destined to be a dull one.

The Potions Master's face became even colder as he vented his anger on someone unknown.

Dumbledore observed the boy while admiring the lively Severus in another world with great interest.

The young man's smile remained the same, without any change from beginning to end, and his eyes were calm, calmer than stagnant water.

Dumbledore became more and more wary of him. The fact that he could watch someone exactly like him express his love to another person so calmly showed that he had a strong mental quality.

The screen played faster and faster, almost fast-forwarding at three times the speed, and the other screen's still motionless still made a terrible contrast during the fast-forward.

Dumbledore and others care more about the world where Athis does not go to school at Hogwarts than the world where Athis goes to school at Hogwarts.

Because this world is most in line with the development of their world, but they are very curious about the development of another world.

In desperation, Dumbledore and Grindelwald divided the work and first recorded the development of the two worlds, and then put the memories into the memory basin to study slowly.

The two witches also looked at one side, without blinking, and kept recording with their hands. Their feather pens were so fast that they left afterimages.

Flitwick was very tactful. He did not disturb the young man nor irritate the sensitive Severus. He just started copying, sometimes copying McGonagall's notes, sometimes copying Sprout's notes, just doing it randomly.