HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Cavendish, do you really think you can leave with two losers in front of me? Are you so confident that you won't-"

After procrastinating until now, the pain is no longer unbearable, and he has said what he wanted to say. Asseth does not intend to spend any more time here.

Once again he interrupted Voldemort.

"Mr. Riddle, yes or no, we will know soon."

Voldemort raised his wand coldly, "My friends, this is the first mission after coming back. Don't let me down, now! Catch them for me."

The Death Eaters looked at Artes one after another, approaching step by step, and hitting him with curses one after another.

Aces reached out and pulled Cedric, who was holding the wand nervously and not knowing where to block it.

There was a flash of white light, and the two men appeared next to Harry.

"Cedric, hold me."

Harry had already climbed up while they were talking. When he saw Arthas coming, he quickly stood next to Arthas, raising his wand cautiously.

The curse turned and flew towards the three of them.

"Hold me, Potter."

Harry hurriedly grabbed Ass's clothes.

After calculating the distance, Aces manipulated the energy and prepared to take the two of them away.

At this moment, the pale Cedric couldn't hold on anymore, his body swayed back and forth a few times, and he staggered to the ground.

He fell too suddenly. Artes was so focused on watching Voldemort and casting spells on the opposite side that he didn't have time to catch him and could only watch as he fell in front of him.

Voldemort suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at Cedric, "Those who deserve to die will die honestly."

"Avada Kedavra!"

"No, Cedric!" Harry reached out in fear to grab Cedric.

But Cedric was separated by an Aces distance from him, and now because he staggered a few steps, the nearest Aces couldn't reach him.

Asseth watched the Death Curse approaching, calmly calculated the distance, and suddenly threw Harry forward with his left hand.

Harry lost his balance and fell at Cedric's feet.

At this time, the green light was close at hand.

Voldemort laughed, and the Death Eaters behind him laughed too.

A green light appeared in Cedric's blurry vision. He raised his lips and smiled bitterly. He closed his eyes and resigned himself to waiting for his own death.

Death did not come.

Cedric opened his eyes suddenly and saw Asseth standing in front of him. Tears instantly blurred his vision.

"No! Asseth!"

He stretched out his hand in vain and grabbed Ass's ankle. Feeling the touch of the ankle, the curse that Ass had suppressed for so long was released smoothly.

Before leaving, Artes smiled calmly at Voldemort, who thought he had a chance to win. His eyes were gentle and did not look like he was looking at the enemy, so he looked even more provocative.

The white light disappeared and they disappeared in place.

"Damn it, you idiots can't even catch two losers and the person with two losers. What use do I need from you?"

The Death Eaters standing behind Voldemort all saw Artes' smile. At this time, no one dared to say anything to offend Voldemort.

Voldemort's curses echoed in Hogwarts and Purpose. Everyone in Hogwarts waited nervously for the three people to return. No one dared to dwell on Cedric's last cry.

Snape silently held the wand, and the ring on his hand shone with a warm luster, sending a chill that usually felt just right. This chill was amplified countless times, and it was cold enough to penetrate the blood all over his body.

Turning upside down.

Cedric and Harry were helplessly drifting with the tide, while Artes used the spell over and over again, trying his best to control the stability of the magic.

The pain came again, this time it was not just the pain in the heart, but another indescribable pain that spread to the whole body from nowhere, overwhelming the pain in the heart.

Aces had been trained to endure the Cruciatus Curse, and he quickly determined that it was pain from the soul.

The soul is like being gnawed by tens of thousands of ants, bit by bit into the belly, healed and torn apart.

This was far more painful than the Cruciatus Curse, and for a moment, Artes lost control of his body.

The magic power fluctuated violently, and the transmission of the three people became unstable. He glared sharply and bit the tip of his tongue hard to regain his consciousness, which was almost overwhelmed by the pain.

The successive apparations caused Cedric, who was already strong, to faint.

As a last resort, the three of them stopped temporarily in an open space, and Harry supported Cedric.

"What should I do? He fainted."

Aces couldn't hear his words clearly. The pain made his ears buzz with a buzzing sound. Cold sweat hung on his forehead drop by drop, and the smell of rust spread in his mouth.

If he couldn't hear clearly, he just stopped listening. He put away his wand, picked up Cedric who fell on the ground, and bumped his arm against Harry's arm, signaling for him to grab it.

Although Harry wondered why Asseth didn't speak, the situation was critical and he didn't ask.

Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch.

As time passed, the little wizards began to whisper.

"What's going on? Why haven't they come back yet?" Draco asked anxiously, grabbing Goyle beside him.

"Maybe... maybe he's lost, yes, he must be lost." Gore racked his brains to come up with a reason.

Draco slapped him on the head, "My brother is not an idiot like you. He won't get lost. If he can't speak, just shut up!"

Gorner didn't dare to look at Draco's face, "I don't think it would be better to get lost than get into an accident."

"Shut up!" Draco became even more angry, "Nothing will happen to my brother. You'd better shut up your crow mouth, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Gore reluctantly shut up.

Snape held the ring he took off tightly in his palm, his eyes falling on the curtain of the maze.

Not long after Asseth and the others left, the badge lost its effect and made no sound at all.

Time is still passing.

This was the first time that Snape felt that time was so long.

Finally, right in front of the maze, intense white light appeared almost like an explosion.

Rowena's expression changed, and he hurriedly used his authority to suppress the rioting energy of Aces in private.

The white light faded.

Artes stood quietly holding Cedric, next to Harry who fell to the ground exhausted.

Diggory rolled and crawled to Asseth's side, refusing the help of the people around him, and stood up tremblingly.

Aces managed to summon some energy and put Cedric on the ground.

"He is still alive, but seriously injured. Send him to St. Mungo's now."

These three sentences consumed most of Asseth's energy.

He handed Cedric into Digory's hand and walked out regardless of other people's inquiries.

Seeing how serious Ases' condition was, Rowena quickly followed him and quietly separated the people around him with magic, leaving room for him to leave.

Everyone's attention was on Cedric, who was dying, and Harry, who had escaped from death. No one noticed the departure of Artes and Rowena.