HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Uncle Joel, long time no see."

Anna took William's arm and got out of the car, smiling softly at Joel who was waiting at the door.

Joel's back felt cold, and he suddenly remembered that he forgot to tell Asseth that he had informed Anna about this.

May Merlin bless young Master Artes.

He prayed silently, and then happily stepped forward to greet his Miss Anna.

"Miss, you are finally back."

Susanna got out of the passenger seat and glared at Joel with dissatisfaction, "Uncle Joel, you are too partial. You only have eyes for my sister. I even doubt whether you can see me."

Joel was helpless, "We just finished breakfast together in the morning, including lunch. You are in front of me almost every day. How do you want me to see you?"

Susanna didn't care about this. She was deliberately running against Joel. Who asked Joel to take care of her so seriously every day? This wouldn't work, that wouldn't work. She finally had Anna to support her, so she couldn't find a way to regain her position?

"Sister, Uncle Joel said this as if he dislikes me. I think he just thinks I'm annoying him by always appearing in front of him."

Anna tapped Susanna's head with her long index finger, looking worried.

"Stop making trouble, let's go check on Asseth first. I don't know how he is injured?"

William put his arm around her shoulders and patted her comfortingly, and Ana leaned on his shoulders.

"I'm fine, these people will pay what they deserve, I swear on Mueller's name."

Anna, who could compete with the heir carefully cultivated by Cavendish in Durmstrang, had never been a good opponent.

It's just that her temper has calmed down a bit after raising children over the years, but that doesn't mean her claws are broken.

"They will pay the price." William promised while holding Anna in his arms.

Susanna quietly looked at the couple, each of whom was more murderous than the other, silently lighting up a white candle in her heart for those who had hurt Asseth.

I wish them all the best of luck and death.

Protecting the calf is the tradition of the Mueller family. It is unreasonable for Susanna to still side with Artes, let alone now that she is justified.

The three of them came to Ass's bedroom, and Susanna, who was more impatient, stepped forward and opened the door.

"My dear nephew, my aunt is here to see you."

Joel, who was trying to stop, paused his hands in the air for a moment, then silently put them down.

He knew he couldn't count on Susanna to be gentle.

Susanna was so strong that she pushed the door to the end, revealing the big bed inside, a naked upper body, and Snape, who had his back to everyone and was bending over to bandage his wounds.

Viewed from the door, this scene is particularly ambiguous.

It's like... it's like...

"I'm sorry, dear nephew, I don't know, I bothered you, no, I didn't see anything, I'm leaving now, you continue."

Susanna's eyes widened, and she covered her eyes reflexively. She didn't forget to peek through a gap between her fingers, and slowly turned around.

This seems more exciting than falling in love on your own.

Before Asseth could recover from the news of Anna's sudden return, he saw Susanna's obvious misunderstanding, and he quickly called her to stop.

"Stop, come back."

Susanna covered her eyes and turned around reluctantly, "Aren't you that? Why should I come back? Am I also one of you?"

Before Asseth could say anything, Anna hit Susanna on the head with her finger.

"What are you talking about? They are bandaging the wound and calming down the random thoughts in your mind."

"Ah, I'm just bandaging the wound."

Susanna unexpectedly felt regretful, and she put down her hand generously, and moved closer to Artes to look at his wounds.

"The gunshot wound is fine at this location. It's not serious. Why is the wound torn? Did you do something you shouldn't have done?"

Suzanne was excited again.

Asseth glared at her and said to Anna who was hesitating at the door: "Mom, why don't you come over and see me? My cousin is so noisy that it hurts my wounds."

While speaking, he pulled Snape's robe comfortingly across the quilt, winked at him, and signaled that it didn't matter, just leave it to him.

Susanna seemed to be in disbelief that Artes would stab her in the back. Even when Anna walked up to her, she didn't react and stared at Artes resentfully.

After Susanna's voice came in, Snape forced himself to focus on the bandage and not pay attention to other things.

Until Asseth called Anna's name.

This time, no matter how forced he was, his attention could not be controlled and stayed at the door.

He had met Arthur's mother in the library of Cavendish Manor, and his impression of her at that time was just that of a rather special parent who was afraid of professors.

Counting this as the second meeting, I didn't expect it would be under such circumstances.

The Potions Master, who didn't know what expression to make to deal with Anna, once again used the trick he used in the library - put on a cold face as if giving a lesson to the little wizard.

Anna's mood was particularly complicated.

I wanted to care about Artes first, but I was embarrassed to leave Snape aside. I wanted to say hello, but I didn't know how to call Snape more appropriately.

William stood aside with his wife and looked at Snape calmly.

He had never met Snape before.

This is the first time.

Seeing Anna's confusion, Artes laughed and said, "Mother, just call me whatever you called me before."

"Well, Mr. Snape, welcome to Chatsworth Castle. Thank you so much for staying with Arthur and dressing his wounds."

"It's really nice to have you."

Having solved the problem of address, Anna greeted Snape warmly, her tone sincere but not too intimate.

Noticing Snape's bloody hands, she took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

"Come on, wipe your hands, there's blood on them."

If she hadn't been worried that Snape would be shy, Anna would have prepared to wipe Snape's face with her own hands. The main thing was to show caring and caring.

The person who has been with his son his entire life cannot run away.

Snape was at a loss to hold the handkerchief that Anna had stuffed over him. He noticed that William's eyes fell on the handkerchief, and he didn't know whether he should use the handkerchief.

Asseth stood up and took the handkerchief.

"Let me do it."

Anna nodded happily.

Very good, my son did not teach me in vain.

After carefully wiping away the blood on Snape's fingertips, Artes let go of his hand and said disgustedly to William without raising his head:

"Father, are you performing a statue standing there? If you want to perform, there is a stone statue missing at the door."

William glared at him.

My unlucky son, he looked like this at just one glance, with his elbows turned outwards.

With Anna around, Asseth was not afraid of William, and lazily dragged out his complaint emphatically.

"Mother, father sees that my wound hurts."

Anna didn't look back and bumped William's arm, "Don't scare your son, or I'll throw you out."

Aces was overjoyed to see William's joke, and didn't feel any distress at all. He just added fuel to the fire.

"How about throwing it out? My father's face is too ugly. I am timid and scared."

Snape looked at Arthas quietly.

This was the Asseth he had never seen before. He was relaxed and casual, without the hidden edge outside, nor the gentleness and tolerance in front of him. What he had was just a childlike and pure childishness.

At a glance, others can tell that this is a child who has been soaked in a honeypot and grown up in love.