HP: Embrace the Darkness

If possible, Snape wouldn't want to use such a stupid method as endorsement.

But Asseth is not him.

If he goes alone, the Potions Committee can answer him even if they ask him backwards.

Because this was a magic potion he invented, he also recorded all the data from subsequent experiments one by one.

Data is a coherent process for him, and he can find the data at that time just by recalling the process.

But Asseth is different.

Aces only helped him occasionally, and the tasks were not related to recording data.

At most, when I started, I had seen some scattered data. Now that I can think of it, it's pretty impressive, let alone answering questions.

Snape had a headache just thinking about this.

There are less than ten days left before the International Potions Association review meeting, and it is too late to take Asseth through the process again.

No matter how you look at it, memorizing it by force is the only way.

It can only be done by someone.

Snape's brows stretched, and he looked tenderly at the kitten walking around, diligently memorizing.

As she said, Nina quickly brought the food and reluctantly left the cellar.

Aces smelled a hint of sweet pumpkin flavor from the dizzy endorsement, and his eyes lit up. He glanced at Snape furtively, then took a step toward the food, glanced, and moved a step further.

Snape pretended to write and draw seriously, as if he didn't notice Ass's movements.

When Asseth completely relaxed his vigilance and lowered his head to steal the meal, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Destiny by the back of his neck and brought the cat back.

"Have you finished memorizing the book?"

Asseth nodded, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Memory it but not sure if you remember it?"

Asseth nodded crazily, and then asked with his eyes, "Can I eat it?"

Snape looked at the kitten sitting on the table and could catch it with a slap. He softened a little and gently pinched the cat's ears and said, "Eat it."

Can I change back to eat? Seeing the Potion Master's soft-heartedness, Asseth blinked and pushed further.

"You want me to take back what I said?" Snape raised his finger and flicked the cat's head with controlled force, "If you want to, it's not impossible."

Seeing the vague expectation in Snape's eyes, Artes couldn't move his head no matter what.

He had a hunch that the withdrawal from the Potion Master's words was definitely not just his decision to stay with One-Tincat, but maybe also the decision to stay together.

Forget it, let’s just be a cat, it’s not like we haven’t tried it before, it’s more important to make people happy.

After a few words to convince himself, Artes shook his head, bit Snape's finger and went to eat.

Snape pursed his lips, feeling both disappointed and happy, and was urged by Artes to pick up the knife and fork.

One person and one cat ate lunch in different moods.

Because his body has become too small, Ases can't eat a lot of food, and the food he can eat is very difficult to eat. A clean white cat will become a mess in just a short time.

After eating, Snape couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply caught the cat and fed it himself.

Asseth's round eyes widened to their maximum size, shock written directly in his pupils.

Is Sev feeding him?

Not sure if it was a dream, but looking again...it seems to be real!

The kitten opened its mouth, chewed, swallowed, and then opened its mouth again in accordance with Snape's rhythm, like a rag doll at the mercy of others, extremely well-behaved.

Snape fed the last mouthful, took out a piece of cloth from somewhere, and wiped the entire white cat.

"Continue to endorse."

After enjoying the feeding from his lover, Artes was full of motivation. He walked towards the parchment with a step that he didn't recognize his relatives, and was ready to show Snape what it meant to memorize everything backwards and forwards.

Ten minutes later, he finished carrying it, ran to Snape, threw himself into Snape's arms, meowed, and kept taking advantage with his two paws.

Snape looked at the unfinished endorsement task, unwilling to believe that he had lost to a stupid cat that could only meow, and slowly uttered two words - "check".

Considering that the cat couldn't speak or write, Snape added: "I told you to point, within two seconds."

The claws that took advantage of it froze. The kitten lowered his head to look at his own figure, and then at the parchment that was larger than himself. His ears perked up in disbelief.

Once you learn it, you will know it.

Why check at all?

This is distrust!

The kitten expressed his resentment with his eyes.

Snape was indifferent and even wanted to laugh.

When his protest failed, Asseth licked his lips, stared at the Adam's apple that tempted him maliciously, and quickly moved over to gently grind it with his teeth.

Snape groaned and subconsciously covered his throat with his hands, but the instigator had already hurried to the parchment and was waiting obediently for the inspection to begin.

"Very good, it seems that you remember it very well." Snape looked at the guilty Ass with a fake smile.

Aces had a bad feeling.

In the next second, Snape quickly reported a series of numbers and detailed medication reactions.

Aces immediately realized that the inspection had begun, found this string of data in his mind, and ran to its location - the front of the parchment.

Snape reported next.

This time at the very end of the parchment.

One after another, the farthest distance.

Artes immediately understood that this was Snape's punishment and shook his cat ears in a funny way.

How could the vengeful Sif be so cute? It would be better if he didn't hold his grudge.

Snape tapped the table urgingly.

The kitten shook its head and ran on the parchment as the topic changed.

There was no pause, no hesitation.

As time passed, Snape's conscience began to hurt, and he couldn't help but abandon the far away data, and instead picked out the nearby data and reported them one by one.

Sif relented.

The kitten was running with its tongue out, and its heart was filled with excitement. The pace of running was a little unsteady. For a moment, without paying attention, its two feet got mixed together and fell to the ground.

"Asais?" Snape didn't have time to catch Asais, so he could only carry him over, "Are you tired?"

Artes nestled comfortably in Snape's arms, wagging his tail lazily and meowing twice to show that he was not tired.

"You go and rest first." Snape raised his chin towards the bedroom, "I still need some time."

No, what's the point of him resting alone.

Aces raised his tail and swept Snape's hand, making a cross flexibly, then forced himself to get up, and hooked the black robe with his immature paws.

Snape asked: "What are you going to do?"

Aces stared directly at his shoulder.

Seeing this, Snape understood what he meant, picked him up and put him on his shoulders, "You want to come up?"

Sev is so smart.

Artes kissed the side of Snape's face tenderly, made his tail bigger and fluffy, and wrapped it around Snape's neck, turning it into a cat fur scarf. He himself was as small as possible and lay down quietly.

Snape touched the soft hair around his neck, his expression softened, and he acquiesced to Artes's approach. He picked up the pen and continued to list various questions.