HP: Embrace the Darkness

Hermione frowned, "Ron? But I don't think he is a good marriage partner."

This is true. Artes has seen the scene where Ron and Hermione quarreled. The two people may not be able to make it.

But Krum might not be able to tell.

And his target was not Ron in the first place.

Aces suggested with a smile.

"I recommend Krum more. His grandfather is a member of the Wizengamot Council. I remember that you don't seem to reject him. In that case, why not choose an option that is acceptable and beneficial?"

"The chief magician of the Wizengamot is Dumbledore now. I think you are very suitable for this position. You can give it a try. By the way, if you want to protect house elves, the Wizengamot has legislative power. A protection law is It can achieve what you want.”

Krum?

Hermione was lost in thought.

She did not reject Krum, but she also did not want to take advantage of the boy who ran to the library every day just to talk to her.

This is so despicable.

Hermione told Arthas truthfully.

"Not taking advantage, Hermione."

Aces' eyes were gentle.

Through Hermione, he saw a part of himself that he hadn't noticed before about his feelings for Snape.

"If you had no feelings for him, you would have chosen to take advantage of him without hesitation, but now that you are hesitant, it is obvious that you have a crush on him."

"You can put everything aside and get along with him honestly. I believe you will have a good result."

Hermione's face suddenly felt a little hot when she thought of the letter that had come from far away Northern Europe and the sincere sharing in it.

Maybe she could actually give it a try.

At this time, Asseth's voice with a clear smile suddenly sounded in Snape's mind.

If Gellert knew that Krum was pursuing Hermione, he would definitely try his best to promote their relationship.

Durmstrang and Gryffindor, tsk tsk.

He was worried about not being able to awaken Dumbledore's memories of their beautiful relationship, and now he was ready.

After taking a big bite of melon, Snape immediately thought of how to counter Dumbledore's teasing, and his eyes lit up.

Seeing Snape's interest, Artes named a few more big things one after another, selling Grindelwald down to the last bit of his pants.

"I will try. He is very good. I don't want to lie to him. I will be honest with him. Thank you for your advice, Mr. Cavendish." Hermione thanked him.

Arthur accepted her thanks calmly.

Worried that Hermione was young and immersed in love and couldn't extricate herself, he took advantage of the warning.

"Hermione, whether you love it or not, your marriage is a ladder. Don't rely too much on it. All you have to do is use this ladder to build your own ladder. Relying on others will never last long."

"I have met many outstanding women. Marriage cannot summarize their greatness, nor can it cover their light. Even without marriage, they are still dazzling and moving forward. I hope the same is true for you."

Hermione thought thoughtfully and asked to leave.

Aces and Snape looked at each other, "Before you leave, there is something that requires your cooperation."

Hermione agreed to Artes' request to extract her memories without hesitation.

Even if she didn't know that Snape was a double agent, she knew that since the two of them had never made it public, there must be their reasons.

So after seeing everything she saw, they would never let her take it away. Asses's request seemed like a request, but in fact it was a request that could not be refused.

Aces was very satisfied with her good sleep. The magic power carefully took away part of her memory and preserved it, and then sent her to the alchemy office.

She was made to think that she had contacted Asseth with the help of Dua, including that the communication between the two took place in the alchemy office.

Aces' words kept repeating in Hermione's mind, and due to the hypnotic effect, she didn't notice anything unusual and hurried back to reply.

After finishing everything, Asseth returned to the cellar.

Seeing Snape frowning and thinking about something, thinking he was still worried about Hermione, he quickly moved over to comfort her, "She won't remember it, don't worry."

Snape responded with a perfunctory "I know."

Aces was curious about what he was thinking about, so he asked him repeatedly in his ear.

Snape ignored it.

Being ignored, Artes kissed Snape good-naturedly. Snape thought about it and didn't refuse, so he half-nudging him and kissed him.

Asses was a little distracted by this commotion. He kissed her tentatively and rubbed his Adam's apple.

Snape's breathing became erratic for a moment.

Halfway through his thoughts, he was interrupted by Ass's teasing. He became angry and stretched out his hand to stop him, "You should go catch up on your sleep now, not..."

The potion master who was not thick-skinned enough couldn't continue talking anymore, so he could only use cold eyes to warn Asseth not to push the envelope too far.

Okay, I didn’t fool you, I’ll try again later.

Artes retracted his hand regretfully, arranged Snape's clothes, and hugged him in a polite manner.

"Sif won't you come with me?"

Snape pretended to be confused and asked, "What together?"

After tossing for so long, drowsiness gradually set in, and Asses also stopped thinking about messing around.

He buried his head in Snape's neck and rubbed it, "Sev, sleep with me for a while."

Hearing the tiredness in Artes' voice, Snape relented.

The two returned to the bedroom.

Taking him to bed as he wished, Artes looked at Snape for a while.

It wasn't until I couldn't hold back my sleepiness that I fell asleep.

Snape was not sleepy, but he was held by Artes and might wake him up. Considering this, he quietly closed his eyes to rest.

After closing my eyes for a long time, it felt so comfortable to be surrounded by the warm breath.

So, he also fell asleep.

The snow keeps falling outside the window, the snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, and the sneezing little lion is getting braver and braver.

However, they did not realize that the Potions Professor who could refine potions for them had fallen asleep at this time.

If the medicine runs out, they can only wait.

……

When I woke up, it was already dark.

Aces was in a daze for a while, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Joel that he wouldn't go back tonight.

That means...

Asseth reached for his pocket, but it was empty, with nothing in it.

Um? Not here?

"Are you looking for this?"

He turned over with Snape on his back, handed over the pocket watch, sat up slowly, and looked at Artes condescendingly.

"Butler Joel looked for you, but I didn't expect that the one I picked up was a runaway... rebellious kitten."

Aces took the pocket watch and looked guilty for a moment, then regained his composure.

"Voldemort invited me, and Grandpa Joel asked me to rest, so I didn't run away from home."

Snape curled his lips in confusion.

Aces made him laugh a little and asked quickly: "Did Grandpa Joel say something?"