HP: Embrace the Darkness

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The veins on Snape's forehead jumped twice, and he blurted out more hurtful words: "I thought you--"

Before he could finish cursing, he was horrified to find that he could not speak.

Thinking it was Athis's doing, he quickly pulled out his wand from his sleeve and prepared for a desperate fight.

At this moment, his body moved uncontrollably - he raised his left hand, pulled out the wand almost violently, and threw it to the ground.

Then, he heard his own furious voice: "Have you cursed enough?"

His brain was stunned by the scolding, and there seemed to be a dazzling light exploding in front of his eyes. In the whiteness, he saw the man who had been scolded calmly just now stand up, take two quick steps, and then restrain himself and stop.

"Sev?"

The white fog faded away and his vision returned to normal, but his body could not move. Not long after, Snape heard his own voice again, and it was so gentle that it made him feel sick.

"it's me."

Aces was struck by the surprise. He walked to Snape in two or three steps and half raised his hand, wanting to touch him but not daring to: "What's your condition now? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Will it affect your soul? Why didn't you speak before?"

The young Snape watched helplessly as the man who had just stood firm in front of Dumbledore not long ago followed "him" and chattered incessantly, like a caring nanny.

And "I" didn't show any impatience at all. I answered the questions one by one before sitting back on the sofa with the man. Then I glanced at the hot cocoa and frowned. The hot cocoa was spontaneously replaced with bright red Earl Grey tea.

So it can't be replaced?

Then why didn’t you change it for him just now!

The boy was furious and controlled his body to grab the wand, but it was grabbed tightly by another hand.

Snape used a lot of force and within seconds his wrist turned red.

"Sev, be gentle."

Ases stared nervously at his wrist which was left with red hand marks, and the pain on his face did not seem fake.

The young Snape immediately found that there was an unknown anger burning in his body that did not belong to him. It was sour and bitter, and even the words he spoke had a sour taste.

"You feel sorry for him?"

Ases was horrified.

No matter how big the hat is, you can just cover it up!

"I'm not, I didn't, I just saw that you were also in the body, and I was worried that you would be hurt."

The strange concern was revealed before his eyes, and the young Snape's heart was in turmoil. The strange emotions accumulated, forcing him to open his mouth.

However, before he could say anything, another person took control of his body.

"Shut up!"

"it is good."

Although Ases didn't understand what he said wrong, he still shut his mouth in grievance.

Snape was stunned, and explained helplessly: "I'm not talking about you."

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up, sparkling under the light.

It looks better than before.

No wonder “I” like him.

Such a thought suddenly popped up in the mind of young Snape.

Ases picked up the teacup, tested the temperature with the back of his hand against the cup, and handed over the Earl Grey tea like he was offering a treasure.

"Warm, no milk."

Snape took it and took a sip.

The familiar taste in the mouth soothes the tense nerves subtly, and the previously airtight defense also reveals a crack.

For some unknown reason, the young Snape did not take advantage of the situation.

When Ases saw that he had finished drinking, he asked, "So we need to change the fate node beyond recognition in order to confuse the world line and allow the same two people to fit into one space and time?"

"According to Him, it is so."

"Then why don't I go and kill Voldemort?" Aces seemed to be thinking about something. "Normally speaking, Voldemort would live until Potter graduates. After all these troubles, this should be considered a turning point in his destiny?"

Snape was somewhat tempted by the suggestion, but there was a problem.

"He won't let you fight me."

"Then let Dumbledore go."

Ases has a flexible moral bottom line and has no psychological burden to take advantage of the elderly. He also intends to target the organization founded by the elderly.

"And I remember that the Order of the Phoenix has been established now. Don't they want to deal with Voldemort? I can provide alchemical props as a friendly favor, and then they can kill Voldemort. This shouldn't be considered as my action, right? It's just props."

Snape couldn't find any major omissions.

"You can give it a try."

The young boy Snape, who had been silent the whole time, suspected that they had forgotten about him, and could not help but ask, "You want to kill... Voldemort?"

Hearing that his tone was not right, Athis's eyes darkened, "Sev, at this time you and Voldemort..."

"Not yet." Snape recalled carefully, "It was probably after graduation that Lucius led him to meet Voldemort."

Ases was relieved.

Snape suddenly remembered something, picked up the wand, put it in Athis's hand, and took the initiative to move away from Athis.

"There is another problem. Two identical people cannot exist in the same world at the same time. So I am afraid I will not be able to wake up until Voldemort dies..."

Ases was puzzled: "Then now——"

"It was an accident. I was supposed to sleep until the node of my destiny changed."

If this idiot hadn't gone crazy and cursed, he wouldn't have been forced to wake up.

No one knew how panicked he was when he woke up and heard "himself" insulting Ases.

If the two of them were not sharing the same body, he would not even bother to say anything and would have just started fighting.

Athis understood what Snape had not finished saying. His heart felt itchy and numb, and he wanted to hug his lover to comfort his restless soul.

But the body is not right.

If he hugs her, she will get angry. If she gets angry, he needs to be coaxed. There is not enough time, and he may not be able to coax her well. In the end, he is the one who suffers.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ases reluctantly gave up this tempting option and sat quietly at the other end of the sofa.

"Also, when I'm unconscious, you will teach him spells and potions. Remember, he is not me, so there is no need to tolerate his mistakes."

Snape narrowed his eyes and curled his lips maliciously, "If possible, I hope he can kill Voldemort."

Young Snape remained silent, but Snape could feel the excitement in his heart.

Unlike the boy's excitement, Ases began to look sad after hearing the request.

It's a bit difficult to let him teach.

The main reason is that he can't bring himself to do anything to this face, so even if he teaches, he won't be too strict.

"Sif." He raised his eyes hesitantly, "Do you think there is a possibility that I can find someone else to teach him?"

"You mean that old bee of Dumbledore? Can you make him fall deeply in love with the Dark Arts?"

Snape asked a soul-searching question.

Aces covered his face and said, "Then I'll do it. He probably won't fall in love with black magic in his life."

"By the way, should the school rules and regulations be changed?" Snape thought thoughtfully.

Asseth agreed: "I think the anonymous reporting system is a good idea."

"Well, you're right."

The two looked at each other and hit it off immediately.

The next day, Professor McGonagall was found.