HP: Embrace the Darkness

In the harmonious and friendly campus of Hogwarts, the most comforting person is not Dumbledore, but Professor McGonagall who appears all the time to deal with all accidents. Once Professor McGonagall loses control, it means that things may or may not be true. Not good.

Just like now——

The owner fled, leaving it to face everything alone. The little white tiger Patronus was lifted up by Professor McGonagall with all its limbs and lifeless, and was forced to become a mouthpiece, listening to Professor McGonagall's move from the true feelings to the "true feelings" of anger.

There were some things that Snape himself couldn't even remember how he did, but Professor McGonagall remembered them all and even recounted them one by one.

Professor McGonagall also didn't expect that she just wanted to express some apologies, and while she was talking, it turned into replaying old scores. As soon as the old scores were mentioned, the two of them immediately turned against each other, accusing each other, and yelling at each other in the distance.

The microphone in the middle was scolded by their indiscriminate attacks.

In the end, Asses couldn't stand it anymore and used the patron saint as an anchor again, opening a channel through which he could directly communicate, thus avoiding the miserable situation of the patron saint's depression.

Maybe she and Severus weren't suited to a more friendly way of getting along, right?

Professor McGonagall sighed inwardly.

But it was not without gain. At least after this scolding, she was fully confident about the next tit-for-tat trick.

As long as she can perform one-tenth of what she is now, wouldn't Voldemort and the like be easily captured?

Professor McGonagall just wanted to laugh with her arms akimbo to express her now overwhelming self-confidence.

Professor Flitwick shrank in his chair and hugged himself tightly, with the same frightened face as Dumbledore.

They quietly nibbled their ears across the desk.

"Albus, look at the good things you did. Minerva was finally driven crazy by you."

"Why is this a good thing I did!? It's obviously Severus. Their curses are almost breaking the glass. Can you listen carefully?"

"Okay, Minerva, Severus, you scared Artes' patronus."

The gentle voice sounded softly, and the gentleness startled the two people who were walking around.

Professor McGonagall was so frightened that she sat back. During the quarrel just now, she habitually stood up and held up the table.

Snape was better than her.

After all, the Potions Master's way of cursing never required volume or other blessings.

"Pomona, what's wrong?" Professor McGonagall paused for a few seconds and asked Professor Sprout.

Professor Sprout took the little white tiger and smoothed its fur soothingly. Facing Professor McGonagall's inquiry and Snape's silent inquiry, she smiled slightly.

"Severus, Minerva is right about something. You don't need to embarrass yourself. Be kind to yourself. Your body is your own."

Snape's conditioned reflex brought up a fake smile. He realized that they couldn't see it and curled his lips. He relaxed and said slowly: "Pomona, how my body looks like is my business. If you want to see me rest, , I thought it would be more efficient to tell Albus that I resigned."

When the words "resignation" came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Professor Flitwick immediately grabbed Dumbledore's arm and shook him in condemnation, "Albus, Severus is going to be driven crazy by you. He actually said he would resign. Merlin, he is even more outrageous than Minerva. "

Dumbledore was also shaking as he thought about what he had done to drive the two professors crazy.

This is really cool!

Professor Flitwick caught the excitement on Dumbledore's face and finally felt that the world had gone crazy.

He carefully took the little white tiger out of Professor Sprout's arms and smoothed it down worriedly.

"Arces, aren't we here to discuss how to deal with Voldemort? Why did things develop like this?"

Aces also wanted to know this question.

But he even wanted to know why Professor Flitwick, even at such an old age, still couldn't tell that the two witches were trying to find out about him and Sif in various ways. It was just that all kinds of temptations made the Potions Master impatient. Okay, turn on venom mode.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, knew not to say anything, so he suppressed himself until he couldn't bear it.

Dumbledore was paying attention to Voldemort downstairs, so when he moved, he immediately noticed it and called the four deans to watch together.

Arthur's Patronus replaced Snape and stood between Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick. The four of them and one Patronus all looked towards the Black Lake.

Seeing himself from another person's perspective was the first time Snape had such an experience.

He looked at the water curtain with curiosity. Artes noticed that he was curious and took the initiative to leave the little white tiger and watch the pictures on the water curtain with him.

In the picture, "Snape" was saying something unknown by the black lake, with heads sticking out of the lake.

"It's mermaid language, he knows mermaid language."

Dumbledore explained to everyone.

They continued to watch.

Voldemort said to the mermaid at the front, and even shook hands in a friendly manner.

"Looks like we need to be wary of the other magical animals at Hogwarts."

Dumbledore loved this feeling of being in the dark and the enemy was overt, and there was no need to go to great lengths to get some information that might be false.

Professor McGonagall was the first to nod seriously.

"Not only magical animals, but also students. The Imperius Curse is difficult for adults to resist. What's more, it concerns students. We can't guard it all the time."

Dumbledore gave Professor McGonagall a calm look and said, "I will use the dark magic to detect the spells later, and I will notify you in the auditorium later, so that he will have concerns and not go too far." .”

"Okay, I'm going to gather the students now and have a quarrel with Severus."

Professor McGonagall left the principal's office in a hurry, followed closely by Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick.

"We have to stay with Minerva, that man's soul is no joke."

All of a sudden, the principal's office became empty.

Dumbledore tilted his head, "Mr. Cavendish, what do you want to tell me?"

Aces flicked his tail, disconnected the sound channel, looked at Voldemort's figure, and said softly:

"You have indeed heard Professor McGonagall's words, but not now, but in the original future. At that time, you asked Sif to save Draco's soul. He asked you, what about his soul? Guess How did you answer?"

Dumbledore sighed, but did not answer Artes' question, but talked about another thing.

"With the incredible event of exchanging souls, all of Severus' actions in the future can be rationalized, and they will not doubt Severus casually. You have achieved your goal, why don't you leave?"

Asseth tilted his head and said nothing.

Dumbledore seemed to know his attitude and continued without pausing.

"Mr. Cavendish, as a professor who has lived a little longer, I always hope to give you some advice to prevent you from taking the wrong path. I did a good job until I met you again..."

"For you, I always feel that there is nothing I can tell you. So far, you have done well in everything related to Severus. The only thing is that you don't seem to like leaving a way out for yourself?"