HP: The Shadow Returns

The UK has experienced the heaviest snowfall in decades. Everything you can see is covered in white snow. Snowflakes are flying in the streets and alleys with icy air currents, and they are getting into people's thick clothes.

On the last day of 1981, the new year came with the dawn.

In the wizarding world, this is a day of universal celebration. The terrifying and cruel Dark Lord Voldemort was defeated by his one-year-old savior son, Harry Potter, at the cost of the death of the Potters.

Countless people mourned for these brave and tenacious wizards, and the British wizarding world also ended its darkest years and finally ushered in the dawn of victory.

But this news is not so friendly to those purebloods who are also in the Death Eater camp... Most of the rampant and die-hard Death Eaters were imprisoned in the prison called Azkaban by Aurors.

Those pure-blood nobles who have the deepest secrets and benefit the most are trying every means to use money or power to get rid of their guilt. They have a common saying.

Because the soul-stealing curse was cast... Faced with financial resources, the already decayed Ministry of Magic certainly couldn't refuse...

Time may be able to dilute everything very well, but the terror of the Dark Lord seems to have been imprinted in the hearts of all wizards.

Once in the evening

The feeling of being uncontrollable by everyone seems to have returned to those days of fear, blood flow, and darkness.

Even nearly ten years later, this was still the case, and no one dared to mention the true name of the Dark Lord.

"Voldemort"

In February, Britain was still struggling with the cold. Thick, suffocating icy fog shrouded the Arby Valley in the west, forming a vortex hanging high above people's heads.

In a remote, ordinary and even shabby second-floor wooden house, Sansaro Nasitan, a girl who had just celebrated her eleventh birthday, received her Hogwarts notification in her small room. Book.

There was nothing in the room, with only four walls, a simple bed and an unpretentious wooden table. The corners of the table still had many small and large damages due to the passage of time.

The frame of an inward-opening window in front of the table is rusty, and the heavy dark curtains are tightly leaning against the side.

Some sickly and thin girls wore extremely simple, slightly old-colored but very neat clothes, with two fluffy black braids hanging lazily on their chests.

A pair of slender hands neatly folded the envelopes on the table.

She covered her mouth and coughed heavily. Her long-term sub-health condition made her palm-sized face very pale.

The dark and shiny eyes hidden under ordinary glasses looked calmly at the owl walking away with the letter, without any extra emotion except for the faint excitement.

"That's your child! Not mine!"

A woman's sharp scream suddenly came from downstairs. The sound suddenly penetrated the poorly soundproofed wooden board. She screamed in pain, "You promised me not to contact your ex-girlfriend! You broke your promise!" "

Another man's kind and angry scolding came immediately after: "She is the only child with my blood! Can't you bear it?"

"Why should I endure it! How long have I endured it? Three years! You have been cheating on me for three years! Haha, you don't know she is a stripper, right? You know best whether that child is yours!"

"Shut up! You bitch!"

After a loud slap, the fierce argument stopped abruptly. What followed was the sound of objects being thrown, and then the sound of a woman slamming the door and sobbing.

Sansaro seemed to be used to all this. She was not affected at all and sat quietly in front of the window reading a book, as quiet as a fake doll.

After a while, the door to the room was opened, and a middle-aged man with stubble on his face and eyes as dull as a hippopotamus walked in with a stiff smile on his face.

"Dad has something to do tonight. There is money on the table. Go buy something for yourself."

Sansaro was very obedient and turned to look at the man with a smile on her lips. The light of the lens on the bridge of the girl's nose flickered. In this empty room, such a look actually made Mr. Nahitan's scalp numb.

"Of course, no problem, father, I just received the notice from Hogwarts School. I want to go to school."

The smile on the man's face didn't last long before it immediately collapsed. He said roughly and disdainfully, "Why do girls go to school? I'll be like your mother in the future..."

The smile on Sansaro's sickly face did not change at all because of the man's words. She stared at him calmly, waiting for the man to stagger out of the room dragging his fat body.

Staring at the closed door, her dark eyes flashed with coldness, calm yet full of waves.

She turned to look at the clock ticking up and down on the table.

After confirming that the man had left the house, she stood up, drew the curtains, and blew out the flames on the candlesticks.

Turning around and standing by the bed, in the silence, a creepy rolling black mist spread from Sansaro's thin back and condensed on the bed.

As the black mist gathered and dispersed, Sansaro looked relaxed, squinted his eyes and trembled, and a curled up weak snake with green body and red eyes suddenly appeared in the corner of the bed.

"Manna, you must be holding yourself back. Do you feel better today?"

Its body looks about the same thickness as the girl's slender arm, with skinny bulges all over its body and a weak inverted triangle head that moves slightly, which means it is still alive.

Sansaro raised his thin hand and touched its cold head, and said lightly

"I received a notice from Hogwarts, a school of magic. It's amazing that there are people like me in this world."

Manna struggled, making low sounds in her throat. She squatted aside and nodded comfortingly, "I will protect myself, don't worry."

Seeing Manna collapse back, too weak to continue, Sansaro held its cold snake tail with a lowered eyebrow.

After a while, there was a rustling sound, and two green pythons of the same species as Manna, with obviously solid muscles under the green snake scales faintly revealing terrifying lines, were obviously much stronger and more powerful, and came from the corner. emerged from the shadow.

What's strange is that despite the harsh winter, these pythons look very energetic and have no intention of hibernating like ordinary snakes.

Looking at their bulging bellies, Sansaro let go of his hands, stood up and took a few steps back.

"go"

Fides and Baka quickly stepped forward and lowered their heads.

Opening the big mouth, it revealed that it was different from other snakes, with layers of mutated fangs and sharp teeth that could not be seen at a glance. The bulge in the abdomen slowly slid upwards.

Upon seeing this, Manna slowly opened her mouth and ate bit by bit with difficulty.