HP: Embrace the Darkness

Various surprised discussions resounded.

The nobleman, whose status was equal to that of Ass's, wasted no time and walked towards Ass's with his cane in hand.

The little nobleman, who knew that his status was not enough, turned to fight against Elise and others with a smile.

There was also a noble lady who took her daughter to communicate softly, looking at Asseth from time to time.

None of this caught Ass's attention.

All his attention now fell on Snape in the corner.

Even the pace that had not been affected when the entire audience was silent just now was paused.

Before the dinner started, he had been feeling uneasy.

The desire to see Snape battled with the insistence not to force him.

He thought about various possibilities and was mentally prepared for Snape not coming.

But I just didn't expect that Snape would attend this banquet with an unexpected seriousness and grandeur.

She was even wearing the dress he gave her.

The color of the dress was black, chosen according to Snape's custom.

The low-key and luxurious fabric has no variegation, and is tightly and tightly wrapped around the slender wizard.

The waist-cinching design can well outline your waist.

The entire dress is almost pure black, with the only embellishment being a black opal at the neckline.

It took Aces a long time to create this black opal. Such pure, dark green and blue black opal is really rare.

If it hadn't happened to be auctioned by an auction house, I'm afraid the accessories would have had no choice but to be replaced with a black gemstone.

The effect of black opal on the upper body is excellent. The dark green and blue light embellishes the pure black dress, which is dazzling.

Looking down, the cufflinks on the cuffs still glowed coldly in the warm light of the banquet hall.

No one is more familiar with the pair of cufflinks than Asseth, because he made them purely by hand, knife by knife.

Dress, cufflinks...

Asseth thought silently in his heart, the light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

A huge wave called "surprise" surged uncontrollably in my heart, and my sanity suddenly crumbled.

For a moment, he even wanted to abandon everyone present at all costs and hug Snape while they watched.

But no...

The inner impulse was forcibly suppressed by reason.

Under the spotlight, this dignified man lowered his eyes slightly, smiled lightly, and raised his glass across the sea of ​​people.

The first aristocratic man who came forward mistakenly thought that Asses was toasting him, so he naturally raised his glass.

The envious eyes of others fell on the noble man, jealous of his good fortune.

Some people had an idea and raised their glasses, trying to look familiar with Aces.

Someone took the lead, and others followed suit and raised their own glasses.

Suddenly, the banquet hall was filled with wine glasses held high, sparkling under the light of crystal lamps.

Among all the guests, only Artes and Snape knew who they were inviting for this glass of wine.

Looking at the wine glass raised by Artes, Snape hesitated for a moment and took a glass of wine from the side.

Now that he is here, he will naturally not reject Asseth because of this trivial matter.

The wine glass was raised, and the unusual smell of wine in his mouth made Snape startle.

This is not wine, this is a glass of juice that is about the same color as wine.

Seeing Snape holding the wine, the smile and affection in Asseth's eyes became even stronger.

Hold the glass lightly and take a sip.

Separated by a sea of ​​people, juice and wine entered my throat at the same time.

After finishing the glass, Artes winked at Snape and smiled.

Naturally, he passed the wine glass to the side, and the servant behind him immediately stepped forward to take it.

Without the wine glass in his hand, Asseth adjusted his cuffs slightly and walked down the stairs with a spring-like smile.

Communicate with the noble man in front of you.

This noble man is the German Minister of Magic and an elected representative of several families.

Aces is in a good mood now, and the Minister of Magic is interested in pursuing him again.

Covered in light and shadow, the two chatted happily.

The people around them also smiled and gathered around the two to communicate.

The gorgeous and complicated costumes, the people chatting and laughing, merged into a richly colored oil painting, which fell into the eyes of everyone... and the hearts of many girls.

Snape looked at the man holding the moon in the distance, and then lowered his head and took a sip of juice.

Seeing him taking several sips of wine, Professor McGonagall was curious about what kind of wine Snape liked so much, so he also took a glass of "wine" and took a sip.

"Oh, Severus, this is juice."

Professor Flitwick saw that they all drank, and stood on tiptoe to take a glass.

After taking a sip, my eyes lit up.

"This juice is delicious, sweet but not greasy. It has the sweetness of a fruit...it actually has a sweet aftertaste."

Professor Flitwick closed his eyes and recalled the feeling just now.

"But shouldn't there be wine at the dinner?" Professor McGonagall asked with a little hesitation.

She didn't know much about these noble dinners, but she always felt something was wrong.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t these banquets be all about wine? Why is there juice?

Dumbledore shook a glass of juice and followed Professor McGonagall's words.

"Minerva, you are right. Generally speaking, banquets are like this, and juice is indeed a bit inappropriate."

"but…..."

Dumbledore changed his words.

"Maybe someone in the host's family doesn't drink, or someone doesn't like drinking? This is not impossible. Although it is unreasonable, it is reasonable.

We have to respect everyone's preferences, and our Mr. Cavendish certainly does that very well. "

Anyway, no matter what others think, he is completely addicted to this feast.

Juice paired with small desserts, so delicious!

This dinner was different from what he had imagined, but it was obviously more in line with Dumbledore's sweet tooth.

The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention. Snape looked at the juice in his hand and was slightly startled.

Could it be what he thought...

Before he could think through the result, the faint conversation just now disappeared.

Snape looked up and saw that most people were heading in one direction.

Several professors were looking at a loss when a refreshing voice suddenly came from beside them.

"Gentlemen and ladies, tonight's dinner consists of a banquet and a dance. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this, but this is what the two old ladies have designated."

A footman explained.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to guide them and led a few people to the hall next door.

The layout of this hall is similar to that of a banquet hall, except that there is a dance area divided by patterns in the middle.