HP: Embrace the Darkness

As soon as he put on the ring, he heard her "slander" and laughed angrily, "Mother, do you think he and I are quarreling?"

"That's right. You go out every day and when you come back, your eyes are no longer smiling. It doesn't look like there was a quarrel. Then why don't you let me see Severus?"

In fact, Anna was not that persistent in wanting to see Snape, but the more Artes refused to let her go, the more she became itchy and curious, and the more she wanted to go.

It can be said that the weight of 108 and 100 pounds is rebellious and rebellious.

"Tuk-tuk-"

Just when the two were in a stalemate, there was a knock on the door of the study, and then Joel's voice came from outside.

"Master, Principal Dumbledore and Professor Slughorn are here for a visit."

Asseth's eyes brightened as if he had seen his savior, "Mother, I have guests here, do you see?"

Anna is unhappy.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, right? Professor Slughorn, right? I want to see if they have any serious business disturbing our mother and son's church."

She stood up aggressively and ran out. Joel and Asseth hurriedly helped her from left to right, and then protected her after being thrown away.

Dumbledore and Slughorn were sitting on the sofa drinking tea for guests. When they heard footsteps, they put down their teacups and looked up at the same time.

At first glance, they saw a gentle woman walking over protected by two people.

At the second glance, Dumbledore saw Artes guarding Anna's left side, and his smile became more genuine.

Slughorn's eyes briefly paused on Anna's face, then moved towards Artes.

He is very good at recognizing people, and a quick glance is enough for him to tell who is the leader among these people.

His chubby face scrunched up in laughter, Slughorn looked carefully at Cavendish's future heir.

Everyone kept a tight lid on the matter between Artes and Snape. Except for a few people, no one knew that Artes might not be the heir.

Slughorn also didn't know that his attitude towards Arthur was much more enthusiastic than his treatment of Dumbledore and Harry.

"Hey, Arthur Cavendish, I know you. Even if there is no news from the outside world for a year, I can still get news about you from various channels. Your various deeds are simply the best things for them to talk about. One of the youngest Hogwarts professors who graduated and replaced Severus... Oh, I mean unexpectedly outstanding, but it's a pity that I came a step too late."

Slughorn took out the camera he had prepared and wanted to take a photo with Artes.

But he didn't presume to bring it up.

Slytherin knew how to maintain appropriate social distance, so he looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore, the wronged person, and the tool man prepared himself mentally and spoke without complaint.

"Mr. Cavendish, Professor Horace will be taking up the post of... Potions Professor at Hogwarts starting tomorrow."

He stopped, because except for Slughorn, who was confused, everyone was looking at him with unclear meaning, and the most straightforward emotion was dissatisfaction.

The first one to take offense was Anna, who couldn't stand the stimulation anymore and would explode at the slightest moment.

"Principal Dumbledore, for the sake of Arthur's campus life, our two families became school directors. Artes later took over his father's position as school director. I voluntarily gave up some of my rights and became an honorary school director. However, Even though I am an honorary school director, I have the right to know about the position transfer, and I can guarantee that I did not know about this position transfer before today."

Dumbledore glanced at Arthas guiltily.

He didn't know if Anna knew about Severus, so he didn't know how to control the degree of explanation, so he could only improvise and cheat.

I believe Merlin won't blame him.

Aces carried Anna on his back, shook his head at Dumbledore, and looked at Anna's slightly bulging belly, his eyes full of worry.

Dumbledore understood, "Every school director should have the right to know. There are still twelve hours before Professor Slughorn takes office. I am here to discuss the opinions of the school directors on the position transfer."

Slughorn's expectant eyes suddenly changed from round to straight.

That's not what you said before, Albus.

Dumbledore didn't look at him at all. He was always paying attention to Anna's expression. He didn't see any obvious anger. He calmed down a little and said, "Can I listen to your advice? Mrs. Cavendish."

Anna snorted, "Please call me Ms. Muller, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Okay, Ms. Muller," Dumbledore was happy to fulfill a pregnant woman's wish and readily changed his tune, "Do you have any suggestions about the transfer of the position of Potions Professor at Hogwarts?"

Anna looked at Asseth.

Then Artes heard Anna's request for help from the sidelines, "Arts, does Severus still want to be the Potions Professor? Has he ever told you about resigning?"

This Asseth is not sure either.

His Sifu is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He only looks at what is said, and the chance of making a correct judgment is low.

Anna was anxious, almost dying of anxiety, and Asseth hadn't given an answer yet.

She said, "It is true that I serve as a school director, but I always believe that we should pay attention to the psychological needs of professors, such as... Professor Slughorn, he has sacrificed so much for his students, and we should take care of theirs." Emotions and intentions, what do you think? Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore thought he and Anna should hit it off immediately.

Look, what he said was very level, just like how he dealt with Voldemort. Every sentence made sense, but every sentence had no key point. He was well versed in the truth of making a big difference.

"I think Ms. Muller's insights are very accurate. We should really understand the needs of professors and provide them with the most sincere care and help outside of teaching life."

Anna smiled softly, without the slightest aggression, but with a hidden edge in every word, "So did you ask? Principal Dumbledore."

Dumbledore was speechless.

Does asking Voldemort count as asking? But the body belongs to Severus, so we should ask Severus, right?

He and Arthas met their eyes. Arthas frowned slightly and turned to Slughorn with an apologetic smile.

"Principal Dumbledore, Professor Slughorn, excuse me, I have some things to deal with here."

Slughorn nodded in understanding, but the camera in his hand was never released. He hesitated to speak and looked at the figure of Asseth who was about to leave.

Artes thoughtfully took the initiative to close the distance between the two, "If Professor Slughorn doesn't mind, we can take a photo together when I come back."

This was what Slughorn was waiting for, and the corners of his mouth creased with laughter.

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you."