HP: Embrace the Darkness

Grindelwald walked to the bottom of the tree with a stinking face.

"Sev, they are probably going to be lively for a while. Let's go to the tent and take out the chairs and other things? And I remember there are amplification props there and play some music, so they will dance happily, right?"

Aces raised his voice, deliberately emphasizing the word happy, and specifically targeted Grindelwald's pain points.

He couldn't be more angry.

Let him tear down his bricks all day long.

Snape glanced sideways at Asseth and nodded in agreement.

"Let's go. Although they seem to be happy now, I think..."

He paused, and delivered the fatal blow in a low and soft voice.

"Albus will be more enthusiastic about the music than he is now, and he will be more in tune with them."

Grindelwald realized something and turned around suddenly, only to find that Dumbledore and the two ladies had jumped together and were dancing happily.

"Damn it!"

Ignoring the two men stabbing each other openly or covertly, Grindelwald left the bottom of the tree without stopping and went straight to the campfire to cheer the three of them up.

"Tsk, Sev, look at his face, I swear I've known him for so long and this is the first time I've seen him."

Aces gloated unabashedly.

Snape looked at Grindelwald's angry back with vigilance, holding his wand in vain, thinking about whether to cast a sleeping spell on Grindelwald behind his back.

No matter how much he mocked Grindelwald, he still remembered that Grindelwald was a wizard on the same level as Dumbledore and would not underestimate his strength.

"Don't worry, there are people he can't afford to offend, and he won't cause trouble. Besides, Dumbledore is here, and he won't tear off the mask easily."

Seeing Snape's nervous expression, Artes quickly stopped his gloating smile and went to comfort him.

Someone you can't afford to mess with?

Snape lowered his wand following Artes's strength, and glanced at Susanna and Rowena in confusion. He was the only two people there whose depths he didn't know clearly.

"Sev, how about trying barbecue?"

Aces' words brought Snape back from his thoughts. He turned around and was suddenly stuffed with a small piece of sizzling and greasy barbecue in his mouth.

The aroma of barbecue fills your nostrils.

He bit it subconsciously, but did not notice the fingers that had not yet been released. His wet tongue ran across the fingertips, and the warm touch spread to the brains of both of them at the same time.

They were all stunned.

Aces reacted first, retracted his fingers, and stuffed a piece of barbecue into his mouth.

There was no time left for the barbecue to cool down when it was freshly baked. It was extremely hot in the mouth. He made a hissing sound and fanned the barbecue in his mouth in an ungentle way.

He slurred his words and said: "It seems that I am quite talented? This is much more delicious than the charcoal roasted by Voldemort, and it looks more delicious."

Under great stimulation, Snape devoured the roasted meat wholeheartedly. Now that he heard Artes' words, he couldn't help but reminisce about the taste of the roasted meat.

If compared to coke, it's really not bad.

No, I was almost taken away.

Snape narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Artes' chin, forcing him to open his mouth, and only let him go when he saw that there was only some redness.

"Use your precious brain, Mr. Cavendish, and stop doing such stupid things."

"Such a stupid thing? The stupid thing you're talking about, Sifu, is what I just said—"

Seeing the anger and embarrassment hidden in Snape's dark eyes, Artes forcibly stopped the car, silently cursing his troublesome mouth and changing the subject as if nothing had happened.

"It seems to be very lively there after Gellert passes by. Why don't we go take a look and then eat and watch them eat later."

As long as we don't mention what happened just now, we can do anything now, Snape thought.

The attitude towards Bonfire Night changed from can’t wait to escape to can’t wait to go back.

Of course, it was still impossible to get him involved.

Both of them had something to eat and took a leisurely stroll over, with the elf following suit.

She was just preparing the next ingredients and didn't notice anything else. Naturally, she didn't understand why Artes and Snape suddenly left again.

But that's not important, as long as I can follow the young master and Professor Snape.

The easily satisfied elf looked at the two people standing side by side in front of him with a smile.

As Asseth said, the bonfire party will be more lively with Grindelwald.

As soon as he arrived, he stood between Dumbledore, Susanna, and Rowena, but he didn't dance, he just stared at Dumbledore.

He saw just now that Asses recruited people back in this way.

It's a pity that Grindelwald overlooked one point.

Snape took the initiative to come back because he was unwilling to ruin their relationship over a trivial matter, especially when he was being unreasonable.

Grindelwald neither repaired his relationship with Dumbledore nor acted rationally.

How could Dumbledore be willing to give in to Grindelwald and pause his dance.

He walked around Grindelwald and smiled apologetically at Susanna and Rowena.

"Let's get on with it, two beautiful ladies."

continue? Beautiful lady?

Grindelwald turned around in disbelief. Before he could say the question, Susanna pushed him aside skillfully and thrust a round object into him.

"Mysterious lover, I didn't expect you to be so kind and even come here to play songs for us. In fact, we have been worrying about this just now. Now it's fine. You are here. No surprises. Just take it well."

Susanna smiled and turned on the music player, swinging her body back to the battlefield.

As soon as the rhythmic music came out, the eyes of the cheerful people and animals suddenly lit up.

Susanna pulled Draco over and said, "Little golden peacock, can you dance the cha-cha? Dance with me?"

Draco wanted to complain about this nickname, but he couldn't beat Susanna, so he had to accept it in humiliation.

"It's not easy to dance here, are you sure?"

"of course."

Susanna smiled and took steps, twisting her hips with both strength and beauty, kicking her thighs powerfully, and her red hair uninhibitedly drew graceful arcs in the air.

Draco took her hand and pulled her with him, and together they kicked and twirled to the music.

Both of them have received professional training and are skilled in various dance styles. Although the dirt floor is not smooth enough, they made no mistakes.

The passionate Cha Cha would not be out of place at a cheerful bonfire party.

So they danced high.

Seeing how interesting it was, the unicorns also learned to kick. Four legs kicked much more powerfully than two legs, and dull "ta-da" sounds came and went instantly.

Without a companion, Rowena turned his attention to Dumbledore. This junior seemed to also like dancing and playing. How about giving him a try?

Dumbledore received the signal and felt a little reserved for some reason. After thinking about it, he took the lead and asked, "Do you want to dance?"

Holding the prop that played music, Grindelwald suddenly felt that there was no difference between himself and a fool.