HP: Embrace the Darkness

Even when he was talking, Artes was used to paying half of his attention to Snape.

Seeing Snape's silence, and combining it with the past he saw in the prophecy, he understood something.

"Sev?"

Snape came to his senses, "What's wrong?"

"Sev, will you stand by me?"

Aces lowered his head, his eyelashes slightly furrowed, as if he was afraid of being rejected. He gently held the corner of Snape's robe and raised his eyes carefully.

William: "..."

I couldn't bear to look at him, this was not his son.

Susanna: "..."

I can't bear to look at it, but I'm used to it.

Anna: "..."

Didn’t expect her son to act like a spoiled child?

Pretending to be pitiful is particularly effective against a hard-spoken and soft-hearted Potions Master, not to mention that the current Potions Master is still under the filters of distress and guilt. He didn't hold on for long before he relaxed.

"it is good."

Asseth smiled with his eyebrows crooked, and gave William a proud look, "Father, please."

Snape just heard Artes asking him if he would stand on his side, but did not hear the provocative words Artes said at the beginning to get William to go out.

William thought his son was embarrassed and lost the vote, so he turned around and left without saying a word.

Snape didn't know what was happening, so he turned to look at Asseth, who smiled and explained to him.

"We were just voting."

"Whoever has the fewest votes will be entrusted with official duties during this period. In a tie, my father, mother and Grandpa Joel voted for my father, and my cousin voted for me."

"Sev, you are my most crucial vote."

Anna and Susanna looked at each other.

Anna winked: When did my son become so good at talking about love? Please tell me.

Susanna was very happy: This guy has always been good at talking about love, and he is also attentive. It was clearly him who proposed the vote just now, and during the vote, his eyes indicated that you and Uncle Joel should choose William, and let me choose him. Now tut tut tut… …not mentioned at all.

Anna pinched Susanna excitedly, and the smile on her face could not be concealed: I thought he was going to die alone before, but now it's better and stable.

Susanna shook her head pretending to be profound, her eyes conveying her words vividly: That's not necessarily true. I think they were quarreling before, and it took them so long to reconcile.

Anna didn't think it was anything. After all, she and William also quarreled and fought. Their relationship was not as good now, and it was almost the same even a generation earlier.

She moved her eyebrows to warm up, preparing to throw her rebuttal at Susanna.

Aces looked at the two elders faintly.

"Mom, cousin, your eyebrows seem to be very busy. Why am I almost dancing when you look at them?"

They both froze at the same time and laughed awkwardly.

He lowered his head to avoid it, but happened to meet the eyes of Artes and Snape who were looking at them.

The two of them were even more embarrassed.

"Ah, we...we are practicing uh...a magical magic from the East. Yes, we are practicing magic, which is very powerful."

As Susanna talked, she gradually became more confident, patted her chest, and was full of pride.

"That good nephew, I didn't get to the key point in my practice. Now I urgently need a room with just the two of us to practice more. Since you are fine, your mother and I will take the first step."

Anna's ability to tell lies was not as strong as Susanna's, so she cooperated with her as usual.

"She's right, we should go."

"Really?" Artes looked at the two sisters who looked a bit like each other suspiciously, "You didn't lie to me?"

"Really, really." The two of them nodded repeatedly, looking at Asseth with longing eyes, "Can you still not believe your mother/cousin?"

"I believe it, you go ahead."

Less than two seconds after he finished speaking, the two of them quickly fled from Ass's bedroom with Joel on the left and right, who was happily watching their troubles, not forgetting to close the door.

"Do you really believe..." Snape couldn't help but ask, trying to tactfully remind Asseth that he was deceived, "What she said is a bit..."

Artes' eyes widened in surprise, feeling that Snape, who thought he had been deceived and tried so hard to remind him, was too cute, so he couldn't help but lean in and kiss the side of his face gently.

Now it was Snape's turn to stare.

"What are you doing?"

"Do you find it annoying?" Asseth asked.

The disgust from the scolding that day was still fresh in his mind. Snape couldn't say he was disgusted, and... this feeling didn't seem to be annoying?

Snape frowned, trying to find an answer, but he didn't know that when he was trying to find the answer, the answer had already come out.

Aces licked his lips with satisfaction, quite satisfied with the results of the test.

"I know my cousin is lying to me, and the spells she talks about are just gossiping about me, but I really want to be alone with you, and I'm so sleepy."

"So...can you sleep with me for a while?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, letting sleepiness sweep over him, and yawned, with physiological tears filling his eyes.

Snape could not refuse such an Asseth.

The bed at Chatsworth Castle is very large, and there is still more than half of the space available for two grown men to lie on it.

Artes pretended not to care, walked up to Snape, put his arms around his waist, and rubbed his neck sleepily, "I can't hold on any longer and fall asleep."

Snape was hugged by him, and the sleepiness quickly spread to his brain like it was contagious.

"Then sleep," he said.

Aces responded vaguely, his eyelids kept fighting but never closed.

"Sev, do you think I'm upset because I'm angry? I didn't mean not to show up for so long."

He half-closed his eyes, talking incoherently, and said whatever came to his mind.

Snape listened quietly and suddenly asked: "What about you? Were you sad at that time?"

"A little, just a little."

The sleepy man spoke his mind without any precautions.

Snape was silent for a while, seeing that Artes was about to fall asleep completely.

"sorry."

"No...I'm sorry, you don't have to..."

"Why...don't you call me by my name?"

"Called, Sif..."

"sorry."

"No...yeah..."

The sleepiness did not stop him, and Asses fell asleep.