HP: Embrace the Darkness

Asais looked up as if he sensed something.

Behind him, a man dressed in black with his hat brim pulled down raised his head at the same time, and a pair of cold black eyes like stars in his hair stared straight ahead.

The two people's actions can be described as tacit understanding.

An inexplicable feeling surged into the heart of young Snape.

That's him.

Another him.

Aces realized something was wrong during the brief silence of the young Snape. He turned sideways and looked back, and met the big black bat face to face. He was so startled that he leaned back and almost fell down: "S-Sever?"

"So you can see me."

The potion master took off his baseball cap with a fake smile. A strange face appeared in front of Aces and spoke in a familiar sarcastic tone: "I thought I had to prepare a bottle of myopia for Master Cavendish so that he could see me."

Asais, who had been thinking about other things the whole time and had not turned back, missed the honor of being the first to recognize his lover. He was short of breath and unwilling to give up. He whispered in a final struggle: "What happened just now doesn't count. I didn't see you here. Can I apply to do it again?"

Snape glanced at him with a half-smile: "What do you think?"

Aces was speechless for a moment, then he stretched out his hand and hooked Snape's palm with his fingertips in a pleading manner: "It was a mistake this time. I was thinking about other things and didn't pay attention to my surroundings."

The next second, the young boy Snape who had just walked over watched his other self change from a venomous old man who was always angry with everyone to a kind and gentle old man with a "kind face" at a speed visible to the naked eye, and said tolerantly: "Forget it this time, it won't happen again."

Xiao Si: “…”

"It's natural."

Athis smiled happily and hugged his lover whom he hadn't hugged for a while. Snape pushed him away, but he didn't push him away so he let him go.

Anyway, his current face is not his face, so he can be shameless for a while.

The Potions Master's logic was strange but reasonable, but just as he decided to be shameless, he saw his own face suddenly appear in front of him.

"What the hell are you—"

He reacted and replaced the subtle insult that was about to come out of his mouth with an awkward greeting.

"When did you come here?"

As he said this, he patted Aces, signaling him to let go and not lead the child astray.

Xiao Si: “…”

In just a few seconds, he suffered two critical hits.

Countless sarcastic sentences exploded in my mind like fireworks, and in the end only three questions lingered for a long time.

Is this him?

How could this be him?

Could it be that... falling in love will lower your IQ?

It had been a while since Ases and Snape had come into contact with adolescents with volatile emotions, so they had no idea where to start with Snape, who looked dazed and doubtful about his life.

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus.

Go home first and solve it later.

The new home was a farm that Ases bought after selling some of his useless alchemical tools a few days ago. It was located in the suburbs and they were the only family within a hundred miles who had dug three feet deep into the ground, making it a perfect place to do things that were not suitable for public viewing.

For example, practicing magic.

For example...getting beaten.

Snape didn't know the exact location of the farm, so he had to Apparate two people there with Aces.

But both of them forgot one thing.

Snape, who was in the fifth grade, had not yet learned how to Apparate, and there was a high probability that he could not withstand the dizziness caused by Apparition.

As soon as he landed, the young boy Snape, who was experiencing a 360-degree subversive rotation for the first time, looked pale and dazed. He staggered and held onto a tree, bent down, opened his mouth, and vomited all over the place, not knowing what the world was.

He vomited out all the breakfast he had eaten in the morning in one breath. In the end, he didn't even know what he was vomiting.

I finally suppressed the urge to vomit and looked up to see Aces and Snape standing about five or six meters away, moving slightly.

The breeze was blowing gently and the sun was shining brightly, but my stomach was still churning and the burning pain went straight to the top of my head, but it couldn't warm my broken heart.

The young boy Snape stood up expressionlessly, trying to ignore the pain in his body, and looked at the two people who were still working hard to move ten meters away - he remembered that the three of them were standing together when they landed.

Ases touched his nose awkwardly and explained from a distance: "I am a germaphobe."

Snape followed closely behind: "I'll accompany him."

"Sif." Aces' eyes were full of resentment. "You are using me as an excuse again."

Snape was unmoved.

The gaze that felt like a thorn in the back swayed left and right, and was cast towards Ases in a protective manner, silently condemning the last bit of conscience that someone had.

Ases took the first step forward with a fearless attitude.

This time Snape was not jealous. Instead, he crossed his arms as if watching a good show, his eyes full of gloating.

Ases looked back every few steps as he moved to the side of the young boy Snape, trying to remain calm, and dealt with the mess on the ground gracefully and quickly. With one hand, he almost dragged the exhausted boy to his side.

"Hold it for now. If you can't help it, tell me and I'll leave...if you let go, you can vomit again."

After saying this, he tried to explain in a way that made things even more obvious.

"I don't mean to dislike you, but the clothes I'm wearing today were given to me by my mother, and I have to make sure they are clean and tidy."

The boy didn't even believe the punctuation of this explanation. He opened his mouth and pretended to vomit. Ases was horrified and said in a terrified tone: "Bear with it for a while, bear with it for a while."

His steps lost their former carelessness and each step became faster than the last. The face of the young man he was dragging turned increasingly pale.

The violent bumpy ride caused his stomach, which had just recovered, to churn again. Without time to speak, the young Snape slapped Athis's hand away, bent over and retched.

Athis stood frozen in place, not daring to lower his head. Snape, who was far away, saw that he was scaring himself, and reluctantly reminded him.

"He's been vomiting for so long that there's nothing left in his stomach. Don't worry, your clothes are still intact and on you."

Aces slowly lowered his head, and just as Snape said, the boy didn't vomit anything, he just dry-heaved.

Feeling relieved, he looked up and gazed into the distance.

It was estimated to be about a hundred meters away from the wooden house attached to the farm - it was his first time to Apparate to the farm, and he didn't grasp the position well. He didn't expect that the mistake that he could easily solve anywhere would cause him trouble.

Aces took off his long coat, shook it twice, unfolded it, wrapped the boy in it, picked him up, walked forward with his long legs, and did not forget to ask Snape to walk faster.

The "lonely" potion master walked up to Athis, and walked side by side with him towards the wooden house in the distance, separated by at least three people.