HP: Embrace the Darkness

“Reframe your language.”

[...]

The remnant soul gritted its teeth and suppressed the murderous intention towards Asseth.

After all, this bastard really dared to burn him to death.

[Excuse me, what do you need me to do? ]

The words that emerged were so powerful that they penetrated the back of the paper. Even through the pages, Artes could feel the resentment of the remaining soul.

This Voldemort is really stubborn.

Aces sneered, "What can I do with you? Find another fragment?"

[Yes, I can find him! ]

"is it?"

[Really, I didn’t lie to you. ]

"I didn't say you lied to me, it's just that I've found him. Now I'll give you two minutes to tell him what you're useful for, or I'll send you to see Merlin."

Remnant Soul was shocked, turning the pages of the book over and over again, and another sentence emerged.

[How did you know? ]

"One minute."

Aces leaned back in his chair and counted time leisurely.

asshole!

Don't let him out or he will kill this bastard.

Remnant Soul began to desperately write everything he knew and knew on paper.

The writing quickly covered the whole side, but Asses didn't say stop, and he didn't dare to stop either.

There were more and more words, and after three pages were filled, the writing speed slowed down. Seeing this, Asseth knew that it was almost done.

Finally, when he finished writing the fourth page, Asses shouted to stop.

The pages of the book were rolled up and put down again, as if someone was breathing a sigh of relief.

When the time came to accept the results, Asseth picked up the diary with satisfaction.

Most of them are special spells that Remnant Soul remembers, almost all of them are black magic, and there are also some secrets that he knows, such as the secret room.

"Tom, there's something I don't understand. Can you tell me?"

Does he have a choice?

The remaining soul quietly rolled up the corners of the pages, despising Asseth.

[What's up? ]

"Why did you think of such a clever way to divide the soul again?"

The sarcasm in his words almost overflowed.

Damn it, he knew this bastard didn't have a good word to say.

Seeing that no new writing appeared on the diary, Asseth did not continue to ask.

He originally just wanted to disgust the remaining soul, but now that he doesn't reply, it means that his goal has been achieved.

After achieving his goal, Artes felt much better. He quickly wrote down the four pages written by the remnant soul. He raised his hand to lock the diary and took it into the alchemy room.

Awakening souls and Horcruxes can be studied.

……

Aces spent a long time in the alchemy room, constantly turning over the diary to study it.

The remnant soul inside was nervous at first, then gradually became numb, and finally lay flat on his back, letting Ass's spell pass over his body.

After unknown spell experiments, Artes finally let go of the tattered diary in his hand.

"It's quite difficult to kill. Apart from Li Huo, there are no magic spells that can hurt you."

[of course. ]

Aces put down the props and the parchment on which he was recording, and instead took an exquisite box.

"Are you proud?"

"Didn't you realize that your IQ was also divided into two?"

As he spoke, he opened the box and took out the emerald inside. Under the light, the emerald glowed softly and intensely.

Aces looked at the emerald carefully.

This is a rare pure, Wharton-green emerald, a gift from Anna along with the letter.

The moment he saw it, Asseth thought of its use.

Christmas is just around the corner, and it’s time to prepare a gift for Sev. This rich green color is just the right thing to make a ring for Sev.

Aces's eyes were bright, and he seemed to have seen the potion master wearing a ring on his hand.

But the ring may not be closed, how about the pendant? brooch? Cufflinks? Dress buttons?

Aces listed them one by one, his quill hesitantly turning in circles on it.

Finally, the cufflinks were marked.

After making his choice, Asseth did not take action immediately, because this time he wanted to try using emotions to make alchemy items.

After that night at the observatory, he had an inexplicable feeling that maybe... he could really give it a try.

After making arrangements, Asseth put the emerald back into the box, got up to wash and rest.

……

However, Asses didn't expect that his time to make gifts would be occupied.

Early morning in the common room.

Only Asseth and Elise sat opposite each other.

Aces collected his thoughts and asked:

"You mean, that Lockhart is a real idiot, he doesn't know anything, and all the books he's written over the years have been stolen from other people's works by relying on the Forgetting Curse?"

Elise nodded: "Yes, sir, they found a lot of doubts about Lockhart, but those who had the results stolen have forgotten about it."

"What else?"

Elise hesitated and took out a piece of parchment.

"Sir, why do we want to check the information about the savior's parents? If we want to check, don't we also check..."

Asses glanced at her sideways, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"If he tells me, then I can listen, but I can't look it up, you understand?"

"Do you want to see the information about the professor in the information?"

"Are they on good terms?"

After reading the information, Elise's mind started to spin crazily, Merlin! No matter how she said this question, it was wrong!

Knowing what that Potter had done, sir, would you be furious? Most definitely.

Elise wanted to change the subject, but she didn't dare to mention the relationship between Evans and Snape in the message.

For a moment, her pretty face flushed with anxiety.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Asseth simply reached out and pulled out the parchment in her hand.

"gentlemen!"

Unable to stop him, Elise could only look at Asseth in despair, giving up hope for her fate in the next few days.

Asseth glanced at the contents on the parchment, and even then, the expression on his face faded.

The further he looked down, the expression on Asseth's face became more and more ugly. He pinched the parchment with his fingers and pinched some wrinkles on the parchment.

Elise knew it when she secretly observed Asseth, and she felt angry just by looking at him, let alone Mr.

Asseth sneered: "Predator, ha, how funny, I remember Black is still alive?" His words were full of anger.

Elise lowered her head, not daring to look at the expression on her young master's face.

"Yes sir, he is in Azkaban now."

"How did he get in?"

"Because he betrayed the Potters, killed dozens of Muggles and Peter tried to escape, and was finally arrested and imprisoned in Azkaban."

Asseth narrowed his eyes, betrayal?

"Let's investigate again, this time to find out how the savior's parents were killed. Let them investigate in detail. Don't believe the nonsense from the Ministry of Magic."

"Ok sir."

"Then if Professor Snape is among them..."

Elise looked at Asseth carefully. When she was searching for the savior before, she heard some specious news about Snape.

Those words were not friendly to Snape, and could even be said to be demeaning and insulting. She was a little worried about affecting the relationship between Artes and Snape.

Asseth glanced at her, understood what she meant, and said amusedly: "You think too much, Elise, nothing can affect my thoughts, especially on this matter."