HP: Embrace the Darkness

Wiping his finger on the alchemy ring, Asseth took out three bottles of energy potions and handed them over.

"You can use these three bottles today. I'll have someone bring some to you later. If you don't have any more, you can tell me."

"Thank you, sir."

Elise took the potion and drank it in one gulp, her expression not changing at all.

Aces glanced at her subtly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Draco was more blunt, looking at her with admiration.

The SS logo on these three bottles of potion was exactly the same as the logo on the beauty potion that their family took all year round. He knew who it belonged to.

This is the work of their dean.

Their dean's potion is very effective and works quickly, but the taste is particularly unacceptable.

He is a ruthless person who can drink their dean's magic potion without changing his expression.

Draco began to worry about whether he could last half an hour under this ruthless man.

The medicine did take effect very quickly, but within a moment, Elise looked at Artes in high spirits.

"Sir, I'm fine."

"Then let's get started."

Draco and Elise stood on the duel stage, looked at each other solemnly, then saluted and turned around.

"Except your weapons!"

Draco took the lead, using the disarming spell he had been practicing for a while.

Elise did not panic and quickly moved a few steps to the side to avoid the flying spell.

Then the same disarming spell was thrown by her.

Draco's reaction was not fast enough for her, and she dodged awkwardly when the curse came close.

At this time, Elise's next curse has already followed.

Draco had no choice but to dodge again. He had just dodged a spell, but spells came one after another. He looked at the many spells in a state of collapse, but he could only dodge in confusion.

Aces was in the audience, carefully observing the actions of the two men. When he saw Draco's embarrassed appearance, he frowned slightly.

Spells began to fly out of control on the stage, the main one being Elise's as Draco spent most of the time dodging it.

Aces waved his hand and cast an iron armor spell on himself to prevent accidental damage.

After escaping a spell again, Draco gasped awkwardly, feeling very frustrated.

He thought that after practicing for so long, even if he couldn't beat him, he wouldn't be too embarrassed. But now he can only hide around like a lost dog.

It is most taboo to lose concentration during a battle. As soon as Draco was distracted, he was knocked away by a magic spell.

With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch, my butt hurts."

Draco cried out in pain and rolled on the ground.

Aces waved his hand and looked at the time, "Exactly ten and a half."

The rolling little peacock froze, its blue-gray eyes looking straight at the lamp on the ceiling, his eyes dull.

It’s so tiring to compete! If it weren't for the rocket crossbow, he would have just given up.

As a result, we still lost now, so we might as well admit defeat early, at least it wouldn't hurt.

Draco was about to cry but had no tears. He lay on the ground and didn't want to move. The light was dazzling, so he simply closed his eyes and lay there on the ground.

Seeing that he didn't move, Elise stopped nervously. She also knew about the relationship between Draco and Aces.

"Sir, Master Draco?"

"He's fine. He's just cheating."

Artes, who knew Draco better than Elise, stepped forward amused.

"Still not getting up?"

"I'm sorry, I can't get up without the rocket crossbow." His blue-grey eyes glanced at Asseth tentatively.

"If... someone doesn't get up, then there really is no one."

Draco's eyes lit up and he immediately turned over and sat up, ignoring his sore butt.

"I'm up! Don't go back on your word!"

"Okay, can you go back to your homework now?" Asseth said as he raised his wand and treated Draco's bruises.

Draco grinned in pain, "His... seeing that your request is so serious, I... reluctantly agreed."

The light of the wand disappeared, and Asseth pulled Draco up, "Get up and walk around, see if it hurts anywhere else?"

Draco stood up obediently, waved his hands and feet: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Okay, then you can go back first. I won't have time to accompany you anymore. As for the rocket crossbow, it will be delivered to you before school starts."

"no problem!"

The little peacock came in a hurry and walked away happily with his tail raised.

-

Two weeks later, in a private room at the Three Broomsticks Bar

The chatter died down, signaling the end of the meeting inside.

Aces stood up with a smile and waved goodbye to Fudge, talking politely.

When Fudge's back was completely invisible, he leaned back on the chair tiredly and rubbed his sore temples.

Dealing with someone like Fudge, who is cowardly, loving and good at power, not only has to carefully take care of his fragile self-esteem, but also quietly avoid the pits he dug. It is simply more tiring than dealing with Dumbledore.

At least Dumbledore wouldn't want to suck his blood or knock out his marrow.

A cold light flashed in Asseth's eyes, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't completely penetrate the Ministry of Magic for the time being...

Clenching his knuckles lightly on the table, he sorted out his thoughts and the current situation of his family in his mind.

The Ministry of Magic is not ready yet, but the newspaper office should be close. If the information found is correct, Rita Skeeter will be a good breakthrough point.

The drooping eyelashes cover the calculation in the eyes.

After resting for a while and waiting until the pain in his temples subsided, Asseth stood up, carefully smoothed the wrinkles in his clothes, and left the Three Broomsticks Bar.

After apparating one after another, Artes appeared in Diagon Alley. Looking at the bustling crowd, he suddenly remembered that today should be the time for students to buy supplies for school.

Nina was responsible for all his back-to-school supplies, and since he was traveling everywhere during this period, he really couldn't take this little thing to heart.

The little wizard shuttled around Artes, and the energetic chatter slightly dispelled his fatigue.

Adhering to the idea that since he came, he couldn't come in vain, Asseth made a wrong step and walked towards Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore, which was the most crowded place.

Today, Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore is extremely lively. The three floors inside and outside are crowded with people, and the surroundings are filled with all kinds of sounds.

Aces silently placed a magic spell on himself and easily passed through the crowd and arrived at the bookstore.

The situation in the bookstore was even more lively than inside, with all kinds of voices coming out one after another, and there was an extremely harsh voice that didn't know what it was saying.

Ass's brain, which had just calmed down, began to feel a dull pain again. His eyes scanned the crowd, and finally landed on a man dressed in a colorful dress, holding on to the stiff savior.

Gilderoy Lockhart didn't feel the imminent danger at all. He was still immersed in the joy that Harry, the savior, came to see him. This feeling of being watched by everyone was too addictive for him.

Artes raised his lips and looked at Lockhart, who looked like a peacock.

The next second, the Silent Curse fell on him quietly.