HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Huh? Why are you so polite all of a sudden? There is no need to say thank you between us."

Artes hadn't yet figured out the unusual solemnity in Snape's words, and Snape didn't explain, and turned to talk about what happened in the Ministry of Magic today.

From the secret delivery of the polyjuice potion to the removal of the body, nothing was concealed.

Speaking of Dumbledore, his speaking speed suddenly slowed down. In the end, he fell into a long silence and asked in confusion: "Do you think he didn't notice his changes or did he let himself change?"

"Dumbledore is the scariest politician I have ever seen. Do you know why?"

Artes played with Snape's fingers and suddenly asked an unrelated question.

Snape shook his head, his shoulders were a little numb. He moved his position and leaned against Artes, staring at his hand that was being played with, waiting for Artes to give an answer.

Aces didn't keep him waiting long either.

"Because he is not afraid of death or sacrifice."

As he spoke, he sighed, held Snape's hand tightly, and looked blankly.

"No politician is not afraid of death. For them, interests are insignificant in the face of death. The first priority in their hearts is themselves. Only by living can they get everything they want. This is their weakness. Once a person has a weakness, It’s easy to control.”

"But Dumbledore has no weakness. Death seems to be just a new journey for him. Once a person is not afraid of death, it means that you cannot contain him through death. It also means that there is nothing in this world that he cannot use. , such as his death.”

Would such an old man who could even take advantage of his own death really be unaware of the changes in himself? How can it be?

So all this happened because Dumbledore allowed it. He didn't know about his changes, but he acquiesced to such changes, and even forced himself to move closer in this direction intentionally or unintentionally.

Asseth didn't say what he said next, but Snape understood what he meant. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips sarcastically, "Then he is really cruel to himself."

"It may also be a way to punish yourself for the mistakes you have made."

Aces is proficient in psychology and sees through many things without telling them, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know.

"You are right to say that he does not let himself go, but it is more accurate to say that he hates himself and does not hesitate to make himself the most hated person. If I remember correctly, he hates politicians very much, but now he But he looks just like a politician."

"He... hates himself?"

Snape couldn't believe it. He thought Dumbledore was just stuck in the past and couldn't get out of it.

"Is this weird?"

Artes stared at Snape intently. For some reason, Snape felt guilty and shrank inexplicably, not daring to look at Artes, but Artes refused to let him go.

"Sev, I thought you knew what your previous actions meant?"

Self-punishment happened not only to Dumbledore, but also to the Potions Master.

If we really talk about it, these two people are evenly matched.

Snape was speechless.

He felt that Dumbledore had nothing to say when facing him.

Oh, not exactly the same.

He satirized Dumbledore just to vent his anger and didn't say anything at all, but Artes was reserved enough to save him face, and he would not continue to talk about this topic after he was speechless.

"...Forget it, it's all over, what am I talking about?" Arthur stopped talking, brushed away his broken hair, raised his head and kissed Snape's forehead, "It's been a tiring day today, I've eaten. ?"

"Didn't eat." Snape seemed to complain, curled his lips, and sneered, "When have you ever seen him allow us to stay and dine at Malfoy Manor? Even Lucius didn't. Their house elf no longer If you have some free time, maybe you can resign."

"Well, I guess Lucius also wanted to do this, but he was worried about the subsequent punishment and never implemented it." Asses said, calling Nina.

Nina waited in the kitchen all day, and as soon as she received Ases' call, she appeared with a lot of food and greeted the two warmly.

"Master, principal, Nina is here."

The elf has quick hands and feet and a sharp eye. After saying hello, she enthusiastically laid out the delicacies she brought without waiting for the two of them to respond.

While arranging it, he muttered: "This belongs to the young master, this belongs to the principal, this belongs to the young master, and this belongs to the principal."

It wasn't until she finished posing that the chattering stopped and turned into a greeting.

"Master, principal, Nina has set the plate!"

Nina touched her clothes and wiped her hands clean, looking at Artes and Snape expectantly with her bright eyes.

The two of them couldn't resist the elf's eyes, so they sat down obediently and enjoyed the elf's achievements.

Nina looked at this, then that, smiled with satisfaction, snapped her fingers and left.

After the meal, she appeared on time again, took away the tableware, and gained two head-touching kills by the way. She was giggling while holding a pile of tableware in a daze.

"Both the young master and the principal like Nina!"

After saying that, she disappeared with empty steps.

A second before disappearing, both of them saw Nina falling to the ground.

Snape looked at his hands in thought.

Are his hands poisonous?

Why would the house elf faint just by touching it?

Artes was not surprised. He took Snape and explained to him: "Nina is easily satisfied. In her world, as long as she is recognized by me and the people around me, it is the greatest achievement."

Snape tugged his lips, "It's indeed easy to satisfy."

"Actually, I'm also easily satisfied." Artes squeezed Snape's hand, his tone ambiguous and full of hints, "How about it? Do you want to take a nap?"

With a rigorous attitude towards studying potions, Snape translated Artes's words into several meanings.

Just as he was about to verify them one by one, Asses pulled him straight to the bedroom... and the bed.

Ten minutes later, Snape stared at the ceiling in a daze. He did not expect that what Artes called a sleep session was actually a real sleep, or a kind of sleep that would not stop until he fell asleep.

"Sev, you opened your eyes again."

Snape turned his head and saw Asseth with his eyes closed, and felt puzzled, "How do you know when I open my eyes when you have them closed?"

"Magic is omnipotent."

Artes pretended to be mysterious, and immediately stood up and covered Snape's eyes with his hands.

"Sev, we can only sleep today, otherwise we won't be able to stop once we start. Didn't you notice? We are particularly excited today."