HP: Embrace the Darkness

After transferring all the pain of being close to his lover but not being able to get close, Asseth was finally willing to pull out his chair and have a good talk with Haierbo.

Snape was holding Voldemort's body. No one dared to approach him these days, and no Death Eaters dared to see him. They were not worried about being exposed, so they stayed and sat on the chair pulled out by Artes.

Haierbo knew in his heart that today's torture had reached the final level. He slowly got up and urged him: "If you have anything to say, hurry up and get out of here."

Aces smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

A translucent water curtain appeared in mid-air.

The picture shown above is a heroic collection of Voldemort's battle with the eight-legged giant spider.

"My Patron Saint told me that Voldemort has conquered the Acromantula... It's not considered conquered, but so far, he can command the Acromantula."

The water curtain switched the screen in response, showing Voldemort commanding an eight-legged giant spider to devour the corpses of the same kind. The bloody and bloody scene coupled with Artes' gentle explanation gave it an indescribable feeling of weirdness.

This strange feeling disappeared after Snape glared over and Artes' voice weakened.

Arthur's smile was stiff and his mind was racing, thinking about the reason why Snape was glaring at him.

Immediately, he added tentatively.

"I asked the patron saint to collect the venom of the giant eight-legged spider and keep it temporarily in the manor. When I come back in another body, I will send it to the cellar?"

The potion master nodded reservedly and looked away.

"Tsk, you coward." Haierbo deliberately taunted loudly, his eyes covered by the hood flashed with malicious light, trying to provoke the relationship between the two, "I'm not like you. I like to be obedient and well-behaved."

Snape's face suddenly darkened, cold air rushed out, and he gave Haierbo a vicious look, but he couldn't help but reflect on his attitude just now.

Aces had never had a bad temper with him.

What he says is what it is.

After many years of being together, he was used to Assis's indulgence and didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Haierbo's words were like a blow to the head, ringing a warning bell for him.

Maybe... next time he should avoid "bullying" Asseth in situations where outsiders are around.

Here Snape reflected on himself thoughtfully.

On the other side, Artes' expression remained unchanged, and his smile even returned to the gentleness of a spring breeze. While asking Snape to reflect on himself, he chose to blame others.

"So this is your standard for choosing a mate? Don't worry, you are too embarrassed to ask. I can tell them and help you choose a mate. But remember to use your brain before speaking next time. Your standard for choosing a mate has nothing to do with me."

Without giving Haierbo a chance to refute, Asseth raised his hand and the water screen changed again. This time it was a group photo of a dense group of eight-legged giant spiders.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Apart from the professors, there are students at Hogwarts. It's hard to fight these eight-legged giant spider adult wizards, let alone these students."

"What Dumbledore means is that he doesn't want students to take unnecessary risks, so it's better for Silver to change his body back before Voldemort takes action."

Haierbo sneered disdainfully, "Why didn't I know you had become an obedient dog?"

"So I refused." Artes smiled gently, "My patron saint has been following Voldemort for many days. Looking at his movements, I can probably guess his purpose. He will not take action without complete preparations, Deng Bullido is not that easy to kill."

Snape's fingers unconsciously wrapped around the corners of his clothes. He knew that Voldemort's target was Dumbledore, and he also asked Artes to remind Dumbledore.

Halbo also knew Voldemort's purpose. He put his chin on his hand and said uncertainly: "There seems to be something wrong with that Dumbledore name."

"Did you notice?" Asseth raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I thought you didn't notice."

Snape, who had been quiet for a long time, looked at the two dumbfounded people without any trace, and did not ask any questions.

Haierbo was expressionless: "I'm not blind. I knew it when he appeared in front of me."

"Your eyes are pretty good." Artes praised him sincerely. Before Halpo could get proud, he added, "But why didn't you see that the magic circle was modified by Voldemort before? It also hurt us."

Haierbo took a deep breath.

He doesn't care about Shark Arm's love.

"I think you have nothing else to do? Then please leave my room."

Haierbo shouted to chase people away, and Asseth stood up calmly, "I still have to trouble you about the eight-legged giant spider. Remember to find time to deal with it."

Haierbo couldn't believe it: "You have the basilisk in your hands, and you still want me to deal with it?"

"He who is able has a lot of work. When dealing with the eight-legged giant spider, remember to bring Voldemort back and replace his body. I don't want to delay it any longer."

Haierbo: "..."

One person has two jobs, why don't you die.

Isn't his snake life his life?

"Capitalist" Asseth was still thinking of giving Haierbo a task, but Haierbo laughed angrily and raised his snake staff in a silent threat.

Aces could only give up with regret.

"Okay, I won't add any more. Remember to bring Voldemort back and exchange bodies."

Nine out of ten sentences urged him to bring back Voldemort and exchange his body. Haierbo couldn't bear it anymore, raised his snake staff and stamped it, and the dark light flew towards Asseth.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Asseth pulled up the hem of Snape's clothes and apparated to the next room, narrowly escaping Helbo's dark curse.

"Using curses again, this person is so stingy."

In Voldemort's room next door, Artes patted his dust-free clothes and complained to Snape.

Snape looked at Artes quietly and suddenly asked: "Who is he?"

Aces smiled slightly, blinked, and hinted tactfully: "I can't say."

It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, or that he wasn't willing to say it, but that he couldn't say it. Snape narrowed his eyes, "He put a restricting spell on you?"

"It's not him." Asseth considered his words, testing the edge of confession, "He... isn't that capable yet."

Snape thought along with Asseth's words.

He doesn't have that much ability?

Is there someone more powerful who restricts the spread of identity?

Or perhaps an organization like the Order of the Phoenix places a restrictive spell on everyone.

The Potions Master was intelligent, there was no doubt about it, Arthas had never doubted it.

He didn't dare to let Snape speculate any further, so he took out something to distract the Potions Master.

"Sev, Dumbledore said he wanted to talk to you alone. I brought the two-way mirror. Do you want to talk to him?"

The two-way mirror was placed on the table by Asseth, allowing Snape to make his choice.

Snape picked up the double-mirror without hesitation.

Aces quietly left the room and gave them his place.

Next door, Haierbo had just laid down and saw a familiar figure appear out of thin air. His hand felt itchy, and he suddenly raised the snake staff that hissed and spat out a message and pointed it at Asseth.

"How dare you come back!?"

Aces looked tired and did not react to Haierbo's threat. He changed into a chair and sat down, confronting Haierbo face to face.

"Are you not sure about exchanging souls twice in a short period of time? That's why you keep putting it off."

The fierce snake on the Haierbo snake staff instantly closed its mouth and retracted with a "swish", expressing the word "guilty" vividly.