HP: The Shadow Returns

"It's true, I just tried it." She put the pendant on the table and looked at Voldemort, who was sitting opposite her, expressionlessly.

"It was from a thief. He sold it to the black market in Hydera, and then Dushava found it and took it."

At this moment, his eyes were wide open, and his face without a single hair looked so terrifying.

"I'll be back soon"

After saying that, Voldemort took his black robe and disappeared into the study. Virta raised his hand and rubbed his temples, his cold face clearly showing some irritation.

Fortunately, this Horcrux was not destroyed.

She slowly closed her eyes and began to summon the two secret agents she had placed in the Ministry of Magic. As the connection surged through the black mist, both parties quickly responded.

Two masses of mist appeared out of thin air in the study. They slowly grew in size, rolling from the inside out and two figures gradually emerged from them.

"High Cindy, Hangemore"

The woman's cold voice read their names, and they all bent over and knelt on one knee.

"Owner"

"Owner"

Huerta put his chin on his hand and looked down at them emotionlessly.

"I heard that Fudge has been very scared recently?"

"Yes, Master." Hangemo had a strand of white hair on top of his head that was surprisingly eye-catching. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his elegant face.

"That's not enough." Huerta raised his chin.

"I want to make him more afraid of Dumbledore, and imply to him that Dumbledore only deliberately said that the Dark Lord was back because he wanted to be the Minister of Magic."

"Yes"

"And Cindy Gao, brother is planning to let the dementors find trouble for Harry Potter. How many of our people are from the Wizengamot, the highest court of the Ministry of Magic?"

Gao Xindi pursed her red lips. She was frightened and respectful in her heart, "It's very few, less than 1/10. The requirements to get in are too high. Money and prestige are not enough."

To be honest, this process did not satisfy her. Although it was very good, it was not enough.

"Then let them try it. If a minor uses magic spells without authorization in the Muggle world, he will be expelled. However, Dumbledore will definitely not let the savior leave like this. Harry Potter may not die, but he It will be full of misfortune”

"I understand, Master"

After giving the instructions, Huerta waved his hand, indicating that the two of them could leave.

When she walked out of the study and went downstairs, she also saw Barty Crouch Jr., who seemed to be recovering well and was still wearing the gold-rimmed black robe given to him by Voldemort.

"Lord Virta"

Little Barty half-bent over, his tone was much more respectful, because if it weren't for the potion of the girl in front of him, he would have died long ago.

Unfortunately, he didn't know very well that his ribs, which had not yet recovered, were also broken by her kick.

"Good afternoon, little Barty. It seems that you are in good spirits. You can attend the engagement party."

"With the help of you and the Dark Lord, I will recover quickly. As for your engagement party, I am extremely honored."

There was no smile in Huerta's bottomless pupils.

"Then you must remember to come on time."

"Will do"

It didn't take long for Voldemort to come back, with overflowing anger and excessive anger on his face, and even his pale face looked a little distorted.

"Regulus Black betrayed me. Fortunately, he is dead, otherwise I would not have let him leave so easily."

Virta noticed the smell of blood on the man's body. He had just gone to kill someone. She waved her hand, and the strong smell dispersed lightly.

"It seems this is true. Brother, no one can believe it except me. Take all the Horcruxes back and put them in the castle. It's much safer here than you think."

"But I may not be able to get it out now. The golden cup is with one of my subordinates, but she is still in Azkaban. She should be my loyal subordinate, and they are all in Azkaban."

"They imprisoned my followers shamelessly, like cattle."

Voldemort gritted his teeth and cracked his knuckles. It was difficult for Wilta to say any comforting words, and she also knew very clearly that the Dark Lord did not need these.

"Then you can try to start planning to bring them out."

"Not in a hurry"

The man tried his best to calm down. He turned to look at the girl, stepped forward and hugged her again, and touched Virta's long hair and said in a very unkind manner.

"Your engagement party is the top priority now. Although I despise that boy, he has a decent family background and good looks, but that's all."

She curled her lips helplessly and adjusted the coat that the man had put on her body.

"Theodore is very smart and will always be loyal to me. Even if he dies, I am sure of this. Brother, he will turn into bones and cross the deep sea to find me."

Voldemort didn't comment any more, he just let go of his arms, looked into the girl's eyes and asked

"Do you love him"

As if being asked, Virta was silent for a moment and responded with a smile.

"Love? That's not important. We can't survive on love alone. How much the Nott family can provide us and how much they are willing to be my stepping stone is the most important thing."

After hearing what she said, Voldemort smiled with great satisfaction. Their smiles were very similar, even the arcs were exactly the same, ruthlessly proud and mixed with violence.

What they pursue is endless power and everything about magic.

But feelings? Of course they have feelings.

But the most trusting and loyal.

Only they have each other, and others may only become slightly caring accessories or beloved toys.

This cannot be said to be a legacy of the Gunter family. This is the unique and only potential of the Riddle brothers and sisters.

As the engagement date approached, Theodore could no longer hold back his excitement.

He couldn't wait to see Huerta as much as he was addicted. He missed her desperately, missed her spirit, missed her body, missed her face and everything.

However, due to the existence of Voldemort, I can no longer go to Gaunt Manor at will.

That's not etiquette enough, and it's not formal enough.

Theodore even came up with the little trick of wrapping himself as a gift and delivering it to the manor, then putting him in the bedroom and crawling into bed in the middle of the night to meet the girl.

But he will definitely be exposed by Voldemort viciously. Although he has Huerta's face, he will not do anything.

But this would be a bit embarrassing for Nott.

He missed her so much that he felt like he was being suffocated to death.

Fortunately, the date of the engagement party was coming soon, and the Notts arrived at Gaunt Manor one night in advance.

The layout of the manor is already in place. There are some overly dangerous black magic items and even isolation fences. Even the deer head that likes to bite people has a white gauze and some flower decorations around its neck.

Although it seems uncomfortable, you can't resist the helplessness, because you can't resist it.

Old Nott sat opposite Voldemort very respectfully, and the two talked about some details about the engagement party.

At this moment, Theodore was lying on the bed in the girl's bedroom.

hazy night