HP: Embrace the Darkness

Chapter 206 Giving Gifts

The answer is the same whether it is said or not.

Snape frowned and said, "Then try again."

"How to try?"

"How do you want to try it? We are the only ones here, do you expect that stupid snake at the door to try it for you?"

The way Snape looked at Artes now was no different from the way he looked at the idiot in class.

Artes was at a loss for words. Of course he knew that there were only two of them here, and the only one who wanted to try was Snape, but he couldn't bear it.

He sighed: "It's impossible to try."

"reason."

"Because I can't resist."

Snape was puzzled: "I don't remember your Occlumency being this bad."

"What I mean is that when you trust someone too much, you can't resist his Legilimency."

"..."

This was the first time that Snape was so speechless. When he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but mock:

"Are you infected by the old bee?"

Artes blinked, realizing that Snape had misunderstood what he meant, and quickly explained:

"That's not what I meant. The special thing I'm talking about is subconsciousness, not Occlumency, so even if I deliberately use Occlumency, it's useless."

Because I believe you subconsciously.

Snape understood what he was saying and fell silent.

"Sev?"

Aces shouted tentatively.

Snape stood up silently and went to place the prepared potion. Since he couldn't try it, there was nothing he could do to improve the potion for the time being.

His silence caused Ass to misunderstand something, "How about I find someone to try?"

Snape's action of placing the potion stopped, and then resumed the next second.

"No, if you are the only one who is special, then it will be useless for me to improve the potion."

Aces' brain automatically translated that most of the people who could use Legilimency were enemies, so there was no need to specially prepare magic potions.

So Sif put me on his side?

Aces suddenly chuckled.

Elise still felt that he was wronged. How could he be wronged when it was too late for him to be happy like this?

The laughter attracted the Potions Master's attention and he looked up, but he seemed to be thinking about something and did not speak.

He didn't speak, but the other person in the room couldn't stop talking.

"Sev, why don't you come over and check out the Christmas presents?"

Aces pushed the beautifully wrapped gift box towards Snape.

"I made this with my own hands."

The man was leaning against the table, his hand covering the gift box, as if he had stayed there until no one opened it.

Snape glanced at it and felt that he had made a mistake in letting Artes in. This man didn't know when he started to become more and more shameless.

"Sev?"

Aces smiled.

Shamelessness is nothing to him, as long as the method is easy to use.

Seeing that Snape had not made any move, he simply walked over with the gift.

Snape looked at him solemnly, watching him come over, and then watching him hand over the gift.

The two faced off for a moment in the quiet potions room.

According to Snape's opinion, not accepting this gift is the best thing to do.

He thought a lot after that day, and it was only then that he realized that there was nothing he could do against Assis.

There's really no way.

For example, now he still couldn't deal with someone who was shameless and shameless, so he raised his hand and accepted the gift.

Opening the gift box, there are two dark square cufflinks inside.

Asseth looked forward to it and urged silently.

The glare piercing his body was so intense that Snape had to take out his cufflinks, but his movements were slightly stiff.

The potion master's potion room is filled with bottles and jars all over the wall. In order to take care of some potion materials, the light source is not bright, only shallow enough to see the things in front of you clearly.

But that still didn't stop the cufflinks from emitting a soft yet magnificent light in the potion room the moment they were taken out.

The cufflinks are ink-colored at first glance, but the light they reflect is a crystal clear and vibrant green light.

It's just...the style is very simple, so simple that it doesn't look like someone's style.

Feeling Snape's gaze, Artes was a little embarrassed.

"I also want to make it more elaborate, but it's my first time to use emotions to make alchemy props. I'm not very skilled at it, so I can only start with a simple square."

"Its original color was not that dark, and I had no problem practicing with other materials. Only this time it became darker after success."

"But I guarantee that its effect will be the best and most successful."

Mood making?

Snape's eyes were complicated and he said slowly: "...Congratulations."

After hearing the word emotion production from Asseth's mouth, he went to learn about the relevant information.

It was also then that he understood Arthur's genius more deeply.

An alchemist who can use emotions to make alchemical items can be called a master. At that time, Artes was exposed to that level at a young age, and now he has successfully made it.

In other words, Asseth's current accomplishments in alchemy are almost the same as his skills in potions.

And Asseth's talent in potions is also not bad. One day he will also be called a potion master in potions.

Aces' future is brighter than anyone's, especially his.

Black hair fell down the side of his face, hiding Snape's expression at this time.

Asseth frowned: "Sif, what are you thinking about?"

From just now, the person next to him didn't know what he was thinking, and the pressure around him was frighteningly heavy.

The two of them were obviously close at hand, but the low air pressure was like an unreachable high wall, isolating them on both sides.

"Sev, tell me what are you thinking?"

he repeated patiently.

But it doesn't matter, he has enough patience.

And no matter how high the wall is, there will be an end.

"Aces."

Snape raised his head and looked at Arthas seriously.

"Have you ever thought about your identity?"

"You are Cavendish's heir, the only heir. I think you know the responsibilities you bear better than me and don't need my reminder. So, has your brain told you what you should do?"

Aces narrowed his eyes, and his instinct told him that this was not what Snape was thinking just now.

"Do you know what you should do?"

Snape pressed forward step by step, his attitude aggressive.

"Or is it that your family's teachings over the years have created an irresponsible heir?"

"If that's the case, that's a real shame."

Aces didn't answer for a long time.

Just when Snape thought he couldn't answer, Artes suddenly smiled slyly.

"Sev really wants to know?"

Snape suddenly had a bad feeling.

The next second his premonition came true.

I saw that Asseth dropped a bombshell calmly and unhurriedly.

"In fact, I was so aware of the responsibility I had that I wrote to my parents the next day and received a reply."