HP: Embrace the Darkness

Cavendish Manor Hall.

Aces and Joel chatted a few words about daily life and entered today's topic.

"I'll deliver the auction items."

He paused and continued: "Remember that I mentioned preparing for a large-scale auction before? It's almost time to prepare."

When it came to business, Joel straightened his expression.

"Is this auction important? Why did the young master come back in person? Why didn't he let Aurora or Nina send it back?"

Aces always felt that his butler disliked him, but there was no evidence.

He stared at Joel silently, and when Joel showed his guilt, he slowly turned around and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He raised his hand and took out the culprit who made him take the trouble to make a trip today.

"The auction is for Voldemort, do you think it's important? As for the auction items... If the auction items this time are not that important, I also want them to help send them back."

Joel looked at the box on the table. It was about the size of a fist, with delicate patterns, and a looming white light that lit up and went out with every breath.

"what is this?"

"secret."

"secret?"

Joel sighed subconsciously. He felt that Artes was stupid, and he had proof.

His eyes wandered over the box in embarrassment, and he tried his best to express his words in a tactful way.

"Please forgive me, Master Asseth, if I only tell others that it is a secret when I announce the auction items, then they will most likely think that I am too old and not clear-headed."

Asseth shouted sincerely: "Grandpa Joel."

Joel didn't show any mercy and looked back lovingly, "What's wrong, Master Asseth?"

"Don't beat around the bush next time you scold me."

"...Okay, no kidding, young master, how do you introduce this auction item?"

Aces stretched out his hand and lightly touched the box with his fingertips. The box lit up for a few seconds, and then slowly opened, revealing the true face of the auction item.

A round, milky-white stone lay quietly inside. The stone's milky white was only covered with a thin layer on the outside. The inside was translucent, with a faint hint of floating dust in the center.

Joel had never seen such a stone in all his years of life, but it was taken out by his young master. No... there was probably something wrong with it. He had to rack his brains to think about the origin of the stone.

"Is this white opal? White moonstone? Milky white crystal? Or white star sapphire?"

Joel listed one by one the gemstones that are associated with milky white.

"Not a gem."

Asseth picked up the stone in the box and shook it in front of Joel. Most of the milky white inside disappeared. Instead, the inconspicuous gray occupied the entire stone. A human face flashed past inside.

"I made it myself. I didn't decide on a name. The introduction just said the key to the door to eternal life."

Joel didn't hear what Ases was saying at all, his attention was all on the face of the person who just flashed on the stone.

The next second, he said this word, which was considered taboo among wizards, with an ugly expression on his face.

"soul?"

"It's the soul."

Artes was not surprised that Joel could see that the stone had only been made for a short period of time, and Voldemort's face would no longer be visible after a while.

Yes, the face here is Voldemort.

He divided Voldemort's Horcrux, the diary's soul, into small pieces, erasing his consciousness bit by bit.

The soul without consciousness will return to nothingness, without memory or thought, and will be completely reduced to a mass of matter with no place of origin and no destination.

This mass of matter and the energy inside it were carefully sealed in special materials by Asseth, and became the milky white stone that Joel saw now.

"Master Aces, soul and time are well-known taboos among wizards. Let's not talk about the distant past, but let's talk about how many people have sacrificed their all in the past hundred years, and how miserable their results have been."

"The latest one is Voldemort. Do you also want to become a madman like him? Divide your soul and be plotted by others?"

Joel's heart was in a state of confusion, and he could hardly maintain his usual calm and serious expression on his face, and his words were particularly harsh.

The value of Asses is too great. He is the heir cultivated by two families who have invested countless efforts. Once he takes the wrong path, the emotional and profit losses will be inestimable.

The more he thought about it, the colder his face became.

"Stop immediately! Master Asseth, I will write to Miss Anna to inform her of this matter. During this time, please stay in the manor."

This was the first time that Joel showed such a stern look to Asseth, but Asseth didn't feel anything.

He had no way to turn back.

It's just a taboo, so why be afraid?

His smile remained unchanged, but his tone was very light: "Grandpa Joel, you know, if I don't allow it, no one can spread the news from Cavendish Manor."

After saying the threatening words, he softened his tone again, like a predator who deliberately relaxes his body before hunting and uses his state to mislead his prey.

"I don't want to threaten anyone, but can you please listen to my explanation, or am I just such a crazy person in Grandpa Joel's mind?"

Joel looked at Asseth strangely, as if he had never known him before.

After a long time, he finally softened his heart towards the child he had taught him, and agreed to his request with a slightly hoarse voice.

"What explanation? Tell me."

Asseth pointed to the human face that was revealed again on the stone.

"The soul inside is Voldemort. To be more precise, the soul inside is the soul extracted from the Horcrux and belongs to Voldemort."

"I didn't study souls. I only studied Horcruxes at best. If I didn't study Horcruxes, how could I give Voldemort, who was about to be resurrected, a reason to target us and force us to fight back?"

Joel knew that this was indeed what the two families planned.

With Voldemort as the bad guy and the reason to fight back, they only need to stand up at the right time and step on his blood and flesh to erode the British wizarding world.

But the foundation of all this is based on the premise that Assis lives well.

Joel suppressed the thought of questioning and continued to ask: "We can obviously find other ways, we still have time, why study Horcruxes?"

Hearing this, Artes gave the answer he had prepared long ago, "Because what Voldemort wants most is eternal life."

That's right, otherwise Voldemort wouldn't have cut his soul into pieces.

The explanation given by Aces could completely explain his behavior, but Joel always felt something was wrong.

He looked at Asseth suspiciously.

But he also knew that for this reason, Asses still didn't say it, so there was a high probability that he wouldn't tell him or anyone else.

It was also at this time that Joel suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer the child who would be injured due to carelessness on the training ground, but an adult with enough ability to manage his own life.

This is his choice and no one can change it.