HP: Embrace the Darkness

Thick smoke erupted from the broken head of the train, and the flames spread rapidly. The entire wreckage was surrounded by raging fire. The dazzling red-orange halo dyed half of the sky red. The thick smoke accompanying the flames was black and turbid, occupying the other side of the sky.

Haierbo stood at the junction of fire and smoke, watching with cold eyes. In front of him was the disconnected carriage.

There were still a few students standing inside who had not had time to hide in the car behind.

The flames licked the intact car through the air, and the flames swept over fiercely.

Looking back, we see the Death Eaters raging back and forth. Looking forward, we see the raging fire and Haierbo. There is no way to go or retreat.

Despair instantly enveloped the hearts of several students, like a huge mountain, making them breathless.

Who will save them.

Anyone can.

Bella's crazy laughter was extremely penetrating and surrounded by 365 degrees without blind spots. She was particularly easy to recognize among the Death Eaters. Artes controlled the Fiery White Tiger to stop her, and turned to call Hermione and Draco.

"I'll leave this place to you. I've left a magic spell. As long as you don't take the initiative to go out, they can't get in."

Aces spoke very quickly to the two of them, scanning the surroundings with vigilance. The wand on his sleeve had already fallen into his hand, and he raised his head to guard against unknown enemies.

Seeing enemies everywhere he looked, Draco's heart was beating fast, and he couldn't help but pull Artes.

Asseth thought he was scared, so he patted his shoulder reassuringly, "Protect yourself, Gavin and the others will be here soon, don't be afraid, everything will be fine."

"What about you?" Draco asked suddenly.

Aces was stunned, and reflexively looked out the window. His usually affectionate peach blossom eyes showed murderous intent, and his dark pupils suddenly added a haze that the two of them could not understand.

The haze disappeared so quickly that it seemed like an illusion. Draco and Hermione looked at each other and understood that this was not an illusion. This attack also made Artes feel troublesome.

"Brother, if it doesn't work, you should leave first."

Aces raised his hand to ruffle Draco's hair in annoyance, smiling wantonly and openly, just like the boy who crushed everyone on the Quidditch field to win the Golden Snitch.

"They can't hurt me, just watch."

After saying that, he walked around the two people and walked to the front of the train.

Almost all the front of the car was burned down, and the flames did not spread. Several students hid back to back in the corner, and no one noticed it for a while.

Aces walked through several carriages and met Lucius head-on who was looking for his son.

"De——"

Aces narrowed his eyes, and the magic wrapped around him silently. Lucius was unprepared and found that he couldn't move, and was humiliatingly locked in place.

"Don't run around or I'll be troubled."

As Ass said, he petrified all the Death Eaters near him and pulled them to stand next to Lucius.

Several Death Eaters with expressions ranging between ferocious and laughing were standing side by side in a chaotic train. This scene was indescribably absurd when placed on the battlefield.

Snape, who had just arrived and took everything in his eyes, subconsciously took a step back.

Aces raised his eyes and looked at Snape from a distance.

Snape came to his senses even faster and suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at Artes.

If the tip of the staff didn't tremble slightly, it might be more realistic, but no one noticed this detail in the smoke-filled battlefield.

The other Death Eaters who arrived also raised their wands and pointed them at Artes. A dangerous green light flashed on the tip of the wand. Snape anxiously clenched the wand and looked around, planning to attack the Death Eaters in this situation. Can Asseth escape?

At this time, Voldemort also came.

He led a group of people and two snakes to the front of the Death Eaters.

The two teams were clearly facing each other.

On one side were the Death Eaters headed by Voldemort and Herbo, while on the other side there was only Asseth, a few petrified Death Eaters and the students behind them.

Killing a person is far easier than protecting a person, let alone protecting a car of people.

This is a battle with no hope of victory.

Snape realized this and felt uncontrollable fear and panic.

His palms were covered in cold sweat, his heartbeat was pounding against his ears, adrenaline was soaring, and his brain was thinking crazily all the time, trying to find a way out for Artes.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

A gentle voice sounded in his mind, Snape's stiff fingers twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes hidden behind the mask were almost bleeding.

He wanted to believe in Asseth, but it was too difficult for him not to feel worried and scared about it. With the huge disparity in numbers, if there was even a slight mistake, death would come to his door.

Nothing can happen to Asseth...

Looking at his lover who was still deep in fear, Asseth sighed silently. There were so many people present, and even if he wanted to go there and comfort him, there was nothing he could do.

It seems that we can only try our best to solve it quickly and hope that nothing else will go wrong.

Aces raised his wand calmly.

Li Huo Baihu broke through the window and stood at the only passage leading to the little wizard's hiding place.

Facing one person and one tiger, Voldemort looked at Artes, one of his future container candidates, with great interest, and was sincerely satisfied.

Compared to Harry Potter, who has no support from any force behind him and only has the title of savior, Asseth's powerful status will undoubtedly make him avoid many detours.

Thinking of this, Voldemort looked unusually gentle.

"Mr. Cavendish, put down your wand. I can promise not to hurt you. Don't worry, I just want to invite you... and Mr. Potter to Malfoy Manor as guests. Oh, by the way, where is Mr. Potter?"

He pretended to look around.

Bella immediately stood up and volunteered, "Master, I will bring Potter."

"No need, you can't get through, and you can't bring anyone here." Artes interrupted Bella, looking straight at Voldemort with undisguised disgust, "The look in your eyes is disgusting. If you look like that again, I, I will make you regret living.”

Voldemort sneered, "It seems that our Mr. Cavendish is unwilling to cooperate. In that case, let's do it and remember to save his life."

The Death Eaters all raised their wands and pointed them at Artes. Various lights shot out from the tips of their wands and hit Artes, drowning him almost instantly.

Some of the spells hit the carriage, and the already shaky shelves fell down, with broken glass and iron bars flying. At this time, even if you got closer, you would be accidentally injured. One can imagine the fate of Asseth inside.

Voldemort screamed with excitement.

The roar of the train's collapse and the excited cries of the Death Eaters were like wails that hit the eardrums. All the sounds faded away, and so did the complicated thoughts. Snape could only see Artes, who was drowned by the curse.

His heart beat faster and faster, and he kept staring at the opposite side where the dust was flying in the sky.