HP: The Shadow Returns

Huerta kept looking at him quietly under the long table, tapping the table with his knuckles without any disturbance.

All this is in vain...

When preparing for the holiday, people from the other two schools were also preparing to leave. They said goodbye to their new friends, and everyone had a smile on their face.

As if Dumbledore's words had never been spoken, the relaxed and joyful atmosphere was still high.

The sleepy Hermione said goodbye to Krum. After the two hugged, he whispered a few words into his ear, then got on the big boat and sank into the water and disappeared amid the cheers of everyone.

The same goes for Bubaston's classmates. The Pegasus in the sky pulls the carriage and gradually disappears at the end of the horizon.

In the Forbidden Forest at night, you can't see your fingers. The breath of summer is coming, and the vegetation here has grown beautiful flowers and colors. Under the vitality, there is an untouchable danger.

A pair of green eyes shine here, revealing an ominous look.

"Then it's up to you, Hermione."

Hermione stood here with dull eyes. After a while, she seemed to have regained consciousness. With a smile on her face, she spoke slowly word by word.

"I will complete your mission"

Before leaving school for the final time, Wilta went to the Room of Requirement and found Ravenclaw's diadem, which was also one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

These important things are safest to be placed in Gunter Castle.

On the first day of the vacation, as soon as she returned home, she was informed by Dusava that Voldemort was holding a meeting for the Death Eaters in the conference hall and would come to find her in a while. However, she expected that there would be another wave of intimidation and threats.

Although it was nothing important, all the Horcruxes had to be looted first and then hidden in the castle. Dumbledore probably already knew about the existence of the Horcruxes.

He would definitely go find those things and try to destroy them.

Huerta enjoyed another professional massage from Dusava, and when it was time to have dinner, she saw Voldemort at the dinner table. His expression looked very unhappy.

"Those idiots have no brains at all"

As he said this, he peeled half of the tangerine and handed it to her hand.

"Any plans?" Huerta took it and put it directly into her mouth, and the sweet fragrance immediately filled her mouth.

"I'm asking them to clear out the Dementors and create trouble for the Savior." He continued peeling it unhurriedly, and then said slowly with some pleasure.

"Of course, it would be nice to be able to kill him by accident like this."

"I know you haven't given up on this idea. He is one of your Horcruxes, remember? He can't die."

The delicate food was gradually placed in front of the two people. They ate it slowly, and the surrounding firelight became blurred, making the already dark space even darker.

"How many Horcruxes do you still have, rings, diaries, Ravenclaw's diadem, I guess Hufflepuff's gold cup, and Slytherin's pendant."

"Yes, they were hidden by me. Nagini is also a Horcrux, but she doesn't have your soul there."

Huerta's movements froze, she raised her eyelids, cut the food on the plate and said slowly

"When I was a child, my power was not under control. Why? And how many divisions did my soul have?"

The sound of the clinking tableware disappeared immediately, and the entire restaurant was silent. Voldemort swallowed the mushroom soup in his mouth, his scarlet pupils flashing.

"Maybe it's because your soul is incomplete, or maybe it's because of Obscurus. I don't know about it."

"Then how did I become Obscurus? It must have prerequisites, right? And..."

Vierta paused, she raised her eyelids and asked heavily

"How did I die?"

The man stopped talking for a moment and quietly rubbed the spoon in his hand, as if thinking about how to say this. After a moment, he looked straight at the girl and moved her lips.

"I don't know how you became Obscurus"

"what?"

Huerta half-closed his eyes in disbelief. He spent a quiet moment slowly recalling

"Because it was raining heavily that day and London was shrouded in fog. You were sick, very sick." Voldemort's voice fluctuated a bit, perhaps because of guilt or self-blame.

he continued

"They won't give you medicine. I want to go to London, and I want to go to the city center to find medicine for you. When I find it, I will come back..."

The man's voice was a little cold, mixed with pain, "You had black air coming out of your body, and you huddled in the corner in discomfort. They must have done something. I regret going out at that time."

"Virta, I should take you with me, I should..."

Voldemort shook his head and did not speak again, nor did he move the knife and fork. He lowered his head and just endured something in silence.

"As for your death... We were forcibly separated by the group of nuns that day. I was tied up and locked up in the cellar. It was very dark and deep. I couldn't think of a way... to come up."

His pale face was tense all the time, and his expression was twisted as if the words that came out of his mouth next weighed a thousand pounds.

"Then I heard people from the church coming...I could hear them gathering firewood, and...the sound of flames burning, just above my head..."

After a long time, the man's eyes became cold and cruel

"Muggles deserve to die. They have no value in living. Death is the greatest gift I give them."

Virta felt her heart sink, and she blinked her eyes in a daze, as if she was aware of the feeling of extreme despair in her heart.

Holding Voldemort's hands tightly together, the invisible warmth in the coldness made her feel at ease.

The girl's voice was low and cold, mixed with the ambition to break through the sky.

"Brother...everything we want will be realized."

"Yes, no one can stop us."

no one....

At night, Virta was lying on the bed. Her milky white suspender nightgown outlined her beautiful figure. The black mist that emerged was like a well-behaved child covering her hands. She raised her arms and kept turning them back and forth to observe. .

"The dead Obscurus was resurrected.... There has never been an example of this before, right?"

She muttered and put down her arms and looked at the ceiling quietly. Maybe this was not something she should consider now, and she should find out the result after everything is over.

Soon.

Pure-blood families that are almost related to Voldemort have received invitations from Nott and Gaunt's engagement banquet. In mid-July, they will quietly wait for the arrival of every guest at Gaunt Manor.

Gunter? Many people were dumbfounded.

Isn’t it with Sansaro Nasitan?

"Draco, did you see the invitation?" Astoria rushed to Malfoy Manor to find Draco.

"It says Gunter?" She was a little confused.

Draco, who knew the inside story, pulled her to sit on the sofa and asked the house elf to get some refreshments.

Then he spoke slightly nervously

"Yes, it's Gaunt. Astoria, did Sansaro tell you that she is the sister of the Dark Lord? She also comes from the Gaunt family and is the heir of Slytherin."

"What?!" The disbelief on Astoria's face already told Draco the answer.

"Well, it seems that no one knows, only Theodore knows." Draco pursed his lips and saw Daphne and Blaise rushing towards the door.

"Have you seen it! It's Gunter who is engaged?! What's going on?"

Draco and Astoria looked at each other, and it seemed that there were many, many people who were confused about this.

...

At this moment, Wilta was still approving documents in the manor, and her workload was much easier because a large part of it was given to Voldemort.

Yes, as a descendant of Gaunt, he must also share the pressure.

But what makes both of them satisfied is that the business of Hydra Hydra is getting bigger and bigger, and now almost all of Europe and parts of Asia are covered with traces of snakes.

At this time, Dusawa brought something.

"Slytherin's pendant? Why is he here?" Wilta frowned. Didn't Voldemort say that the locations of Horcruxes are very safe?