HP: Embrace the Darkness

After finishing the fifth grade's last paper, Ases checked it and took out the sixth grade's paper. Suddenly he remembered something and put the paper aside: "Sev, has Dumbledore asked you any strange questions recently?"

Snape recalled and shook his head affirmatively: "No, why? Did he come to you?"

"It's not Dumbledore, it's Gellert." Aces corrected him and explained simply, "Last time you went to a meeting, I received a letter from him in the early morning, asking me if I knew how to be friends with someone I like. I wrote back to ask him what happened, but he didn't reply to me until now."

"Be friends?" Snape repeated slowly. He suddenly smiled and said, "They should really start as friends."

"Things may not be that simple. Gellert has never sent me a letter in the early morning. I'm afraid..." Ases stopped there and continued to revise his thesis.

Snape mused.

Athis knew Grindelwald, and he also knew Dumbledore. The fact that he had arrived in a certain place and had not written back to Hogwarts for a long time could, to some extent, explain the problem, but he just didn't know what the problem was.

The screen camera moved to the side, revealing a young man with a sincere face.

【"I'm more interested in you." The young man raised his head slightly, as if he didn't realize that what he said was ambiguous. After waiting for a few seconds, he added lightly, "The level of potion teaching in Durmstrang is average. I didn't learn much potion in our place. I heard that Mr. Snape is the only potion master in Britain?" Three heads quietly shrank back not far away. Severus also swallowed his anger that was about to explode, and led the way in front with his black robe, "Then let's go to the cellar. I hope you won't regret it."】

This world.

Snape looked at Athis who was diligently correcting his paper again, and asked coldly: "Why didn't I know you were interested in potions?"

"He means he's interested in people who make potions," Athis translated for Snape, not forgetting to flatter himself, "Me too."

Snape: "..."

"You can omit the last sentence next time."

"Sev, you are biased." Athis complained aggrievedly without stopping his hands. Snape ignored his false grievances and continued to watch the two people who seemed to be in a race and the five sneaky heads on the screen.

[Flitwick was the shortest, and his head was at the bottom. When he saw the man walking away, he quickly lowered his head, waved, and followed carefully.]

[Behind him are the guilty McGonagall and Sprout. It is the first time for the witches to follow them, so their movements are not very skilled. In response, Dumbledore said that he is more experienced.]

[Dumbledore? Flitwick turned around and immediately covered his mouth and glared at Dumbledore who suddenly appeared with McGonagall. He almost shouted out loud just now! Dumbledore smiled apologetically and pointed to the front, making a gesture to follow.]

[Five people followed stealthily, and one of them, who didn't fit in, was dragged along.]

[Grindelwald was desperate. He thought Dumbledore sent the others away to clarify something with him, but the truth was that he had to follow two people without being discovered!]

[Severus walked to the cellar and resumed his normal pace. The footsteps behind him also slowed down. Severus knew it was that person. He did not turn around and directly signaled Miss Medusa to open the door.]