HP: Embrace the Darkness

Lucius wilted at the mention of this.

"He wants to see Draco, and asked me to bring him here. I can ask for your help if necessary."

Snape nodded, "He also ordered me, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."

"I wanted to delay, but he didn't give me a chance to delay." Lucius's already pale face turned even paler, "Sissy and I have different tasks. If I continue to delay, maybe..."

Snape picked up the cup and considered how much truth there was in Lucius' words.

As if unaware of his suspicion, Lucius reached across the table and grabbed his hand, "Severus, we have been friends for many years, can you do me a favor?"

Snape looked at the veined back of Lucius's hand, and for no reason remembered what Artes had told him a long time ago - not to make an Unbreakable Vow.

At that time, Asseth was just his student, so naturally he wouldn't take what he said seriously, but now that his status is different, he couldn't take it seriously.

Snape took a sip of tea and pushed Lucius away lightly, "It's the holiday now. Draco is not at Hogwarts, so I can't help you."

Lucius was not surprised by his rejection and sat back, "Isn't it too cruel to reject me like this without even knowing the content?"

"……you say."

Lucius held the cane, "Polyjuice Potion."

Snape's face turned dark instantly.

"I don't, and I want to remind you that thanks to Dumbledore and that guy, I still have a list longer than your hair to refine. If you want Polyjuice Potion, you may have to wait for a while. I It can be guaranteed that it will not exceed one month.”

"Oh, I almost forgot that I have a bunch of self-righteous papers that are about to be turned in."

Lucius gave Snape a look full of sympathy, "I didn't expect that being a professor would be so hard."

"Is this called hard work?" Snape sneered and pointed at the stacks of papers neatly arranged on his desk, "You should be lucky that I don't have the habit of procrastinating."

Lucius looked at the papers that were almost taller than his cane and felt truly sad for Snape. He knew that the time it took to finish correcting these papers would allow him to gain wealth that ordinary wizards would not be able to obtain in a lifetime.

"Severus, thank you for your hard work, but I have to tell you, I can get Polyjuice Potion, that's not the problem," he said.

Snape hit the nail on the head, "Do you want me to play Draco or you?"

"You are always so smart." Lucius sighed and changed the topic, "Severus, are you willing to help me and my son? As long as you are willing to lend a helping hand, Malfoy owes you a favor, no matter what it is I will do my best to meet your requirements."

Snape didn't give an immediate answer.

To be fair, he didn't want to get involved in this.

Not only did he not know how much trouble this would cause, but Lucius also didn't know. Once it was revealed... he believed that Lucius was prepared to face the wrath of the Dark Lord when the matter was revealed.

But he is different.

His identity is sensitive, and he needs to spend more effort to dispel the suspicion after being exposed.

If not handled properly, the consequences will be endless.

Snape closed his eyes restrainedly, and kept circling the bones of his wrists with his fingertips.

There are advantages and disadvantages. Although the risk factor is high, the rewards are not without.

For example, find out what use Draco is to the Dark Lord, and where the captured people went and what they did.

These plus Malfoy's favor are not a loss.

"I--"

Snape made up his mind and was about to agree when an irresistible force came from his fingers and climbed up his arm, making his heart beat hard.

Lucius heard the signs of relenting and couldn't wait to urge, "Can you or can't you?"

Snape inadvertently looked towards the bedroom, touched the invisible mark on his finger, and nodded to Lucius, "You'd better be able to fool him."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lucius's smile was beyond words, and he couldn't help but tap the ground a few times with the cane in his hand.

"Malfoy will remember your help. If you need anything else, just come to Malfoy Manor. You are always welcome at Malfoy Manor."

He solemnly swore.

Snape responded perfunctorily.

Lucius thought he was worried about the punishment for deceiving Voldemort, so he thoughtfully proposed to leave.

"No delivery."

Snape's attitude was not very good, but Lucius understood it and walked into the fireplace immediately.

The moment the flames disappeared, the cellar returned to deserted.

Snape immediately stood up and walked to the bedroom, opened the door, and a back figure came into view.

Seeing that the person hadn't left yet, Snape breathed a sigh of relief, "Did you hear everything?"

Aces turned around and said, "I heard that. Are you really going to carry out Lucius's stupid plan? There's no way Voldemort can't figure out who he is."

"I don't think his acting skills are too bad."

As Snape said this, he walked up to Artes and was hugged by the sulky Artes. The two of them fell onto the bed with each other on top of each other.

"But it won't be great, and can you really play Lucius's character?"

This is a good question.

Can he really learn Lucius's unique aesthetics and peacock's temperament?

Snape held down Artes and fell into thinking.

Aces poked the soft flesh on his waist and whispered a suggestion: "How about you let me try?"

"No!" Snape objected directly.

"Then how about the two of us go together?" Asses refused to give up and continued to put forward his suggestion.

Snape's face dropped, "You mean I play Lucius and Draco with you?"

"clever."

"I think you are smart!" Snape slapped the hands on his waist, propped himself up, and held up Ass's collar and warned in a low voice, "Remember, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Artes put his arm around Snape's waist in this position and retorted: "Why doesn't it matter? You are my only love, Draco is my brother, and Lucius and I cooperate, so why doesn't it matter?"

The word "lover" rolled around on both of their tongues several times, and they sealed it unscrupulously in their hearts. However, when this word was actually spoken by Asseth, the touch it brought was far beyond their imagination.

Snape's anger was extinguished immediately, and he threw the person away without saying a word. He sat up on his own, his eyes wandering around, not looking anywhere at Asseth's fiery gaze, which clearly demonstrated his self-deception.

Aces was thick-skinned, and there was a blush on the sides of his cheeks, but it still did not prevent him from teasing the potion master who was even thinner-skinned. "Don't deny it, Sif, it was you who let go. I couldn't let go."

Snape said nothing and tilted his head further.

Artes coughed a few times, hugged Snape from behind, pressed his chin on the shoulder that exuded the faint fragrance of herbs, and kissed the provocative veins on his neck.

"Although I didn't do everything I needed to do, it still counts--wuwuwu"

His mouth was covered and he couldn't speak.