HP: Embrace the Darkness

"only friends?"

Erin stared closely into Asseth's eyes and questioned every word.

If it were before, she would never question a stranger who was obviously strong and took the initiative in a relatively weak situation.

But something from Snape woke her up.

Prince is done.

Prince, who gave birth to her, raised her, and bound her, is gone. What is left is a pile of portraits that can do nothing, and can be destroyed by a fire.

In this case, she no longer needs to think about this or that for Prince.

What's the point of asking Asseth? How dare she beat Ass for asking her to leave the portrait.

Who let Asses lead her last heir and her son astray?

Yes, Eileen had decided that Snape was her child.

Some of Snape's traits and habits were almost exactly the same as hers, and she couldn't help but recognize them.

What's more, she didn't reject Snape.

Thinking of Snape, Erin's fake smile became a little more real.

There was one thing Snape probably didn't know.

After meeting Tobia, Irene was expelled from Prince, and the portraits that represented her were also ostracized, with no portrait willing to communicate with her.

She was alone for a long time, so long that she couldn't even remember the passage of time.

So I was more happy than surprised by his son who fell from the sky.

It is true to hope that Prince Manor belongs to Prince, and it is true to hope that Snape will get the manor. There may be differences in the degree of emotion between the two, but they are both true.

If it were another person, she would never say such words or do such things.

It's a pity that she was misled by Artes' behavior, and she couldn't think anymore in her haste, so she completely shattered Snape's last obsession with her own hands.

Erin lowered her eyes to hide her annoyance.

Now that you've done it, don't regret it.

This is what Prince taught her, and it was also what Eileen Snape taught her.

Looking up again, Erin regained her composure.

"You haven't answered my question yet, Cavendish, are you and Severus really just friends?"

"Can you make an oath to promise that you will only be friends? No more than a certain limit."

Almost aggressive words.

Aces's eyes were obscure and complicated. He was surprised by Irene's directness and also didn't understand Irene's attitude.

They are both heirs carefully cultivated by their families and typical representatives of Slytherin. The way they deal with things and their thinking are actually very different.

If Asseth was in Irene's position, he wouldn't ask, nor would he be so direct.

Everything happened for a reason.

Asseth suppressed his doubts and did not answer Eileen's question directly. He only said vaguely: "Maybe I will disappoint you."

He originally intended to address this issue, but Irene was so confused by his vague attitude that she felt blessed.

Things that I had never thought about before suddenly turned into a strange but reasonable idea.

"you do this delibrately."

Asseth, who was about to end the topic, was at a loss: "What did you say? What was the purpose?"

Erin snorted coldly, her eyes saying I have seen through you, stop pretending.

"You deliberately let me see what you did, and deliberately misled me to learn from you, because you knew that he would not be easily deceived, because you knew that he knew everything, but he did not expose you."

As she spoke, she seemed to understand something, her tone became more questioning, and her eyes swept across Ass's face sharply, not missing any changes.

"What do you want to do, leave him alone and helpless so that you can take advantage of him?"

After living in an environment full of pure-blood wizards for so long, Irene had learned a lot and had seen a lot of the dirty tricks of those wizards. As a result, her thoughts became more and more crooked, and her train of thought became more and more biased.

"Let me confirm, are you saying... I want him to be alone and helpless so that I can succeed?"

With his head full of questions, Assei repeated it confusedly, wondering if he had been busy too late last night and had a problem with his ears due to lack of sleep, so he heard the wrong thing.

"What do you think?" Erin asked with a sneer.

Aces: "..."

Very good, he actually heard it right.

Erin really thought he wanted to leave Sif alone and isolated, and then succeed.

This is slander!

Aces's face was expressionless, and his mind kept thinking about what went wrong in their communication, which led Eileen to come up with such an outrageous guess.

Before the question could be understood, Irene's threat came first, "Tell me, if Severus knew your plan, would you still be able to succeed?"

knowledge?

who knows?

Aces took part of his busy schedule to think about Irene's words, and then... his face suddenly changed.

Let Sif know! ?

Where did this blame come from? Why did you put it on his head indiscriminately!

Unreasonable!

For the first time, he intuitively felt the horror of brain-feeding, and Asses felt chills running down his back.

He couldn't bear this crime until he died, otherwise the Potion Master would find out about it and he would either be scolded or scolded.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Just a reminder, you need to be responsible for what you say. If you cannot guarantee its authenticity, it is best to take it back."

Eileen was unmoved, even more convinced of her guess because of Aces' slightly anxious warning.

"Do you dare to say that you didn't know Severus knew that you were acting pitiful? Do you dare to say that your actions were not intentional?"

"I... know, but do I know what it has to do with the nonsense in your mouth? Don't put your thoughts on us. This is the first warning. If you do it next time, I guarantee you will regret it. "

Reason took hold of the high ground in time, and Asseth did not argue with Irene about something meaningless and impossible.

What happens to them is their business, and there should not and is no need to explain so much to Irene.

Asseth raised his hand and pulled back the red cloth, and Irene was forced to interrupt what she had not finished speaking.

Looking at the silent red cloth, he was glad that Irene was just a portrait. Covering it with the cloth would isolate it, so it could neither speak nor feel.

Otherwise, if such a big black pot is put under the cover, who will he find to reason with?

He originally wanted to take a look at Irene before the manor closed down, and get some impression points, but now that he was carrying a big, round black pot, Asseth had no other ideas and just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

The moment he walked out of the door, his eyes somehow wandered to the extra portrait in the corner.

Since when were there portraits there?

This idea only existed in his mind for a second before he was thrown out of his mind.

Something happened in Germany some time ago, and Anna and the Duke returned to Germany. So far, his vacation life is gone forever, and he has no time to think about other issues.

It's just a portrait, nothing important.