HP: Embrace the Darkness

Seeing that the platinum head was getting lower and lower, and finally almost buried in the ground, Snape finally showed mercy and let him go, pointing the finger at Artes who was watching the show.

"Have you finished reading your book?"

Being called out unexpectedly, Asseth sat upright as a reflex and replied rigorously: "I've finished reading. Now I'm looking at thirty-one pages."

so fast?

Snape raised his eyebrows and naturally switched to the prepared question, "The speed is good. I hope your quality is directly proportional to your speed."

"It's natural."

Artes opened the book diligently and showed Snape the dense annotations on it.

"I promise I watched it carefully."

The words sounded familiar.

It's like he just said it.

Draco gave Asseth a look of disdain and curled his lips to express his gloating and ridicule.

Aces pretended not to be seen at all.

On the other hand, Snape, who was holding the book for inspection, raised his eyes and looked over, making Draco, who was gloating at his misfortune, lower his head again.

This time it was Asseth's turn to gloat.

Snape didn't seem to notice Artes's gloating, and lowered his head to roughly check the annotations in the book.

After confirming that Artes was not perfunctory and that there were no mistakes in the comments he wrote, he closed the book, drove Artes away, and sat down at the desk.

"What were you talking about just now?"

Aces and Draco stood side by side. They looked at each other after hearing this, and they both saw the meaning of "I'm asking you, come on" in each other's eyes.

The two pairs of eyes went back and forth for a while, but in the end, Asses, who couldn't stand the silence anymore, stood up.

"I'm going to check Draco's spell, um... in a practical way."

Snape raised his eyelids very slightly, casually glanced at Draco and then looked at Artes, "I assume his actual target is not you?"

"No." Artes smiled at Snape placatingly, and took out a suitcase from nowhere and put it on the ground. "His actual combat partner is in it, so we can talk about other things."

Snape gave Artes a deep look and made no comment on the words that were clearly diverting his attention.

Draco squatted next to the suitcase and poked at the smooth fur shell of the suitcase curiously, "Is my actual combat partner really inside?"

Aces slapped away his poking hand, "Why should I lie to you? After entering, you will see a white circle. If you enter the white circle, you will be attacked. If you can't hold on, come out. Don't be brave."

"Shall I go in by myself?" Draco took out his wand and looked at the suitcase as though he were facing an enemy.

"This is your actual battle, not mine."

Draco's high spirits dropped a bit, "It's just me, that's okay."

Artes laughed angrily at his appearance and said angrily: "Do you want me to get you a big stage to show your style?"

"That's not necessary." Draco politely declined, but unfortunately the corners of his mouth raised revealed his joy.

Seeing that Draco had been lingering for a long time and still had no idea of ​​going in, Snape tapped the table in displeasure.

"Mr. Malfoy, I don't think you want me to invite you in."

Draco shook his head quickly.

"Give you two minutes to mentally prepare yourself and then go in."

How dare Draco really ask Snape to wait for two minutes? Within ten seconds, he prepared himself mentally and carefully walked into the suitcase with his wand in hand.

There were only two people left in the cellar, and Snape's worries that he had endured since morning quietly emerged.

He carefully studied Ass's face and saw nothing obviously wrong, so he asked cautiously: "I want an explanation."

It's not a need, it's a want.

Seaver deliberately left room for refusal.

Assefo realized in his heart the Potion Master's hidden thoughtfulness, he raised his eyes in a good mood and smiled softly.

"I can't tell you everything, but I can guarantee that it won't have an impact on me or our relationship in the future."

Snape keenly grasped the key point and asked sternly, "In other words, before this, you thought that what you encountered would make you--"

The interruption made the potions master who wanted to question seem a little weak, but his high self-esteem prevented him from saying such humble words as "give up on me".

Even though he felt extremely panicked about it.

Aces walked around the desk and stood behind Snape, his eyes glancing inch by inch at the back that was tensed to maintain dignity according to the master's wishes.

"Sev, I don't deny what you said."

The straight back seemed to be unable to bear the invisible weight and bent imperceptibly.

Aces heard the heart-wrenching cry from his heart, which was shrill and tragic.

He blinked his dry eyes, forced himself to calm down, and repeated his thoughts this morning word for word.

"When I came out of the principal's office, my mind was very confused and I didn't know what to do at all, so I originally planned to go back to the safe house and wait until I calmed down to sort things out and figure out what to do next."

The sadness in the words was too heavy. Snape turned his head slightly and saw clearly the red peach blossom eyes that were no longer smiling. Only then did he suddenly realize that every word Artes said seemed to hurt him. bigger.

"It goes without saying."

Since it didn't affect their relationship, there's no need to mention it again.

Call him cowardly or cowardly, Snape didn't intend to pursue this accident.

Artes could see Snape's thoughts clearly, and he also saw his uneasiness.

How could you not say it?

Aces sighed silently.

This is a thorn and must be pulled out, otherwise the longer it takes, the wound will be stimulated over and over again by the thorn and eventually fester.

"It doesn't matter, the problem must be solved."

Artes forced a smile at Snape.

"As a result, you have also seen that my body came to the cellar without any deliberate instructions from my brain."

Snape suddenly held Artes's hand that was hanging by his side and looked at him without any doubt.

Two pairs of equally deep black eyes collided, and they both heard the sound of their own heartbeats.

Snape raised his voice slightly, louder than the heartbeat that was venting his emotions for his master, "I remember your words this morning and have never doubted their truthfulness."

Endless love spread in the sparkling peach blossom eyes. In a trance, Snape seemed to see the night sky full of stars and the stars and the moon shining together.

"Sev, let me finish."

After a few seconds of stalemate, Snape nodded gently.

There was a gentle smile on Asces's lips, but his voice was solemn and serious.

"I will not deny the idea that I have had, nor will I hide it from you, because it is unfair to you, but I want to tell you..."

He raised his hand and gently stroked Snape's eyebrows, his voice becoming firmer and more caring.

"I love you. Even if my uncontrolled emotions seriously affect my judgment, even if my soul is imprisoned and unable to make a sound, my love for you will drive me towards you countless times."

"Sev, you are where my heart is, where my soul is, and where my body is."