HP: Embrace the Darkness

"As long as you are willing, this is not difficult for a family."

"Unfortunately, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors you hired, Principal Dumbledore, are not good people, so I did a little research."

"After all, the little wizards in Hogwarts still need protection."

Aces' expression was gentle, his tone was sincere, and his words were impeccable, as if he really had Hogwarts' interests at heart.

Professor McGonagall next to him was puzzled, not knowing what riddle he and Dumbledore were playing.

Dumbledore took the time to notice Professor McGonagall's confusion, glanced at her reassuringly, and then looked at Arthas.

"He'll do it, and there's Severus' potion, isn't he?"

"Are you sure Professor Snape still has the time to prepare potions for him?"

Dumbledore paused, thinking about what he had just talked about, feeling a little distressed.

After all, a potion master who is addicted to potions can really do such a thing.

I had been shutting myself in the cellar during the previous holidays, and I had no intention of going out until I found out.

"No, what are you talking about? What happened to Professor Lupine?"

Professor McGonagall finally couldn't stand the riddles between the two and interrupted their conversation.

Aces looked at Dumbledore, "You or me?"

"This is Professor Lupin's personal privacy." Dumbledore frowned, unwilling to discuss this topic.

Aces could naturally see that Dumbledore was a little dissatisfied now, but so what.

"The premise of privacy is that it will not endanger other people. Especially in Hogwarts, there are so many little wizards who can't even use the Iron Armor Curse. When they face danger, they can't stop any harm."

Professor McGonagall's eyebrows grew tighter and tighter as Asseth spoke.

"Aces, you mean Professor Lupine will harm the little wizard?"

"That's probably what it means."

After hearing this answer, Professor McGonagall fell silent.

Arthur's eyes swept over Dumbledore's calm face, and when he saw that he still had no intention of saying anything, he felt bored in his heart.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand Dumbledore. If he was selfless, then his behavior this time would be inappropriate.

If it is selfish, but so far everything Dumbledore has done is for the magical world.

"Forget it, please tell Principal Dumbledore that I have temporarily blocked the information about his identity, and the board of directors has not found it."

"I will also have the potion delivered. In exchange, he'd better hide away honestly that day."

"If I find him wandering outside, unfortunately, he will be forcibly dismissed."

Dumbledore relaxed a little, "I thank Professor Cavendish for Professor Lupin's kindness."

Asses did not comment on his words.

He is not a kind-hearted person, not to mention that it is never up to the bomb to decide when it will explode.

"You're welcome, this is all for Hogwarts. As a school director, I naturally don't want to cause turmoil in Hogwarts."

At this point, there was nothing more to talk about, so Asseth said goodbye politely, got up and left.

"Want to try the cookies that the elves just improved today?"

Dumbledore extended an invitation to Artes who stood up and left, holding the cookie he had stolen back from Professor McGonagall at some point.

Artes glanced at Dumbledore's cookie. The icing on it could be seen from a distance, but he didn't know how sweet it was.

"Professor McGonagall, Principal Dumbledore's cookies seem to contain too much sugar, and I don't know how to prepare teeth-healthy potions, so..."

Before Asseth could finish the rest of the words, he saw Dumbledore losing the cookie.

Professor McGonagall snatched the cookie and looked at it carefully.

After discovering the thick layer of icing on top, his face turned dark for a second, he looked at Dumbledore with disapproval, and then muttered.

Dumbledore had a grimace on his face, but he did not dare to offend Professor McGonagall, who helped him with school affairs, for fear that she would throw everything back in anger.

I could only look at Asseth secretly and resentfully.

Artes didn't panic at all, and admired Dumbledore's expression as he was being naughty.

After watching enough of the show, he turned around and left.

Professor McGonagall also asked to leave before Artes walked out of the principal's office, and followed Artes out of the principal's office.

Leaving the principal's office, Professor McGonagall and Artes walked side by side.

Professor McGonagall had a worried look on her face, her lips opened and closed a few times but she didn't say anything.

Of course Asseth knew what she wanted to ask.

"Minerva, as Principal Dumbledore said, this is Professor Lupin's privacy. I am not in the mood to tell you. The only thing I can say is to keep a tight grip on the little wizards who wander at night to prevent them from being harmed."

Aces just clicked.

Professor McGonagall nodded in understanding, her eyes gradually becoming stern.

"I will step up the night patrol tonight. By the way, there are also Weasley and the others. These two boys run outside every day. No, I will go find them now."

Professor McGonagall nodded goodbye to Artes, and then strode forward to the Gryffindor common room.

Artes watched Professor McGonagall leave with a smile.

I light a candle in my heart for the little wizards who wander silently at night, especially the red-haired twins.

He believed that if they dared to travel at night this time, Professor McGonagall would definitely give them an unforgettable memory.

cellar door

"Sev hasn't woken up yet?"

Aces walked into the door opened by Miss Medusa in advance and took off his robe.

"The dean hasn't woken up yet."

Miss Medusa huddled sleepily on the handle, half-squinting her eyes to answer Ass's question.

It was so smoked last night that it didn't sleep well, and it was woken up early this morning.

Aces glanced at it and felt funny in his heart when he saw that it couldn't even open its eyes, but still half-closed its eyes alertly.

"Go to sleep. Sif is still awake and won't slam the door on you."

Miss Medusa lazily moved her tail, and her cold snake eyes opened completely.

"If it weren't for you, would I be so scared? You simply can't understand the feeling of being thrown out of bed while sleeping soundly! I've experienced it several times, and this! It's all because of you."

"I promise this time, he won't slam the door on you, so you can sleep peacefully."

"Really?"

"real."

Almost as soon as she was assured, Miss Medusa's eyes closed.

A whole snake hung loosely on the handle, its tail motionless.

This speed of falling asleep is unbelievable.

Aces sighed, put his robe on the coat rack, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms, and walked towards the desk.