HP: The Shadow Returns

At this moment, there were only two of them in the study room.

Sansaro stroked the snake's body and said lightly

"I think you should be careful about your plan to resurrect. Maybe you don't know that the Savior can speak snake language, and he can also see the scenes you talked about in the cemetery before."

"Snake language?"

"Yes, maybe you should carefully recall the scene when you killed his parents that day. This is very abnormal. There is no Slytherin blood in the Potter family."

They were silent for a long time. Sansaro vaguely seemed to understand something. She suddenly said

"But isn't my soul with yours? Why are there no mutual memories between me and the Savior?"

The snake's head slowly circled her neck, the cold scales covered her skin, and he spit out the snake core.

"Not all Horcruxes have your soul. After my attempt to resurrect you failed, I never made the same attempt again."

Sansaro thought for a moment and said extremely cautiously, "I think we should use the most conservative method. That spell... may cause trouble."

"I don't want to wait any longer!"

Listening to his irritable tone, Sansaro pursed his lips and had no choice but to keep silent about it, and then changed the subject:

"If you need anything, just call Dusava. She is much more reliable than your Death Eaters. Everything has been prepared for you. Do you need my help?"

"No, you go back to Hogwarts. Dumbledore needs someone to keep an eye on him. That old guy is very smart, so be careful."

Voldemort's voice was low and hoarse, like a whisper in the demon's ear while he was sleeping.

"Of course, I could tell from the beginning that I actually wanted to talk about some of the past. I can't remember anything except you."

The girl frowned and said word by word

"It's like someone has stuck layers of paper on it..."

"Don't worry, this is normal, but if possible, I would still like to talk to you face to face. That is completely different."

It can be heard that he hates his current state. He is neither a human nor a ghost. He is so pitiful that he has to rely on his sister.

"I can understand." Sansaro put away those unhappy thoughts, slowly stood up with Voldemort, opened the door, and walked outside.

"The magic stone can supply the magic power of my body. The stronger I am, the stronger you are. The stronger you are, the stronger I am. Our powers are connected."

"I know, but what are you going to do about it, Malfoy?"

"Betraitors need to pay"

The two chatted all the way, and when they came to the hall, they saw Peter Pettigrew lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"I said you can't run around here, right?" Sansaro raised his eyebrows deliberately, with an unseen joy in his tone.

"He was bitten by the deer's handle." Theodore came up to greet her immediately, but when he saw the Dark Lord turning his cold eyes to him, he put down the hand that just wanted to be held.

"Master, he is fine. He will recover after two days of rest," Dusava repeated expressionlessly, with some faint disdain still visible.

Death Eaters? Somewhat ridiculous.

"Go back and talk to the deer. They are guests."

"Understood"

They carried Peter away, leaving only Barty Crouch, who had just returned from the castle with a cautious look in his eyes. At this moment, the effect of the polyjuice potion had worn off. He was indeed a pale, slightly thin man with yellow hair. .

"How's the scenery?" Sansaro asked little Crouch as he sat on the sofa casually. Voldemort also slid off the girl's body and settled aside.

"Are those crocodiles and the dragons from the Triwizard Tournament here? They look a little different."

"Of course it is, there is nothing simple here," Sansaro replied with a smile as he bent his eyes.

While she was speaking, Voldemort saw the rings on her and Nott's hands. Recalling the engagement news in the newspaper, he spat out the snake letter indifferently.

Knott's is okay too....

Theodore shuddered when Voldemort stared at him, and he could hardly maintain the decent smile on his face.

"You know we are getting engaged during the summer vacation, right?" The girl looked happy and turned her head and said

"You just happened to be resurrected to attend our engagement party."

"Yes..." Voldemort's tone could not be called happy. His eyes always fell on Theodore. After a while, he asked coldly.

"Old Nott, my once best friend, how is your father doing lately? I have been missing him in those dark and cold days."

"Excuse me for thinking about you, my father has not been doing well since you left." Theodore did not dare to answer too much for fear of angering the Dark Lord, although he knew that it would not matter if Sansa Luo was around.

But after all, I have to call him brother after marriage.

"Hmph... I'm really looking forward to our meeting."

He snorted coldly. Voldemort had seen through the unkindness and injustice of these pure-blood nobles decades ago, but old Nott really had some skills and gave birth to such a good son.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Sansaro was about to get up and take Theodore back to Hogwarts.

"Brother, you can stay here, we will leave first."

"go"

...

The three of them returned to Hogwarts. After Sansaro and Barty said hello, they took Theodore away and they walked towards the castle.

"Notify your father in advance, just to discuss the engagement. I asked Dushava to pick him up, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to my brother. You also know how unreliable their relationship was in the past."

Sansaro said seriously, her peripheral vision falling on Theodore's face from time to time to see his reaction.

"Lord Dark Lord..." Theodore was a little worried.

"As long as I'm here, he won't go too far, but at the same time, because of your father's years of neglect, it's natural for him to be angry, right? Think about Malfoy."

She sneered and waved open the door to the lounge. "They are the ones who should really worry."

Theodore thought for a long time and followed her across the threshold. "I will write to my father in the evening."

"it is good"

Within a few days, Barty Crouch Jr. informed her that Fudge and Dumbledore had discussed the death of Barty Sr. and Crouch, his father.

They didn't guess his identity at all. It could be seen that little Barty was very proud of this, and his words were full of teasing their stupidity.

There was also Karkaroff's growing panic. It might be that his brother was about to be resurrected, and he had betrayed many Death Eaters and his colleagues. She had already seen the fate of this poor man, who died without a complete body.

But even so, he would look for Snape every day when he came to class.

"Severus, I need you now!"

"That's disgusting, get out!"

These ambiguous words made the relationship between the two a hot topic that many people talked about.

At the same time, several seriously injured warriors from the Triwizard Tournament also woke up. Their injuries had almost recovered. It seemed that the medical doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital were still somewhat capable.

After all, those crocodiles not only have strong bites, but their mouths are full of fangs full of various bacteria.

Immediately afterwards, they held a meeting about the third project competition, and several principals and Ministry of Magic officials participated to make suggestions, including one of the secret agents who had previously been placed in the International Magical Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic.

Hangemore Ted

I saw him appear in the auditorium this morning. It seemed that he came to take the place of Old Barty Crouch. What was a bit surprising was that Mr. Diggory was also seen this time.

He greeted Sansaro warmly, and then went over to give Cedric a big hug.

Many officials from the Ministry of Magic came to prepare to watch the final outcome of this unprecedented game.

Sansaro stirred the coffee in the cup happily, she was really looking forward to it more and more.