HP: The Shadow Returns

Under Umbridge's high-pressure control, lovers cannot be close to each other, they must dress well, their ties must not be crooked, and their clothes must be neat.

There can't be any entertainment activities, and the whole Hogwarts groaned and complained. Of course, these have nothing to do with Slytherin.

The Ministry of Magic did not dare to target these noble children, and Umbridge would not do so. Although she was a mixed-blood, she also admired pure-bloodism.

That day, in the divination class, Umbridge came to the class and asked Trelawney to make a prophecy for her.

"What's wrong? Can't you tell me?" Umbridge looked at Trelawney who was stumbling. The quill in her hand stopped moving. She shook her head with a little regret and said.

"what a pity"

Trelawney, who was very nervous, quickly raised his hand and said, "No wait, I saw it, I saw it, it was full of ominousness, yes, it was black."

Her voice was full of tremors.

"You will be in trouble"

Umbridge seemed unaffected. She curled her lips and said mockingly.

“Really interesting”

Then he wrote something down in his notebook, turned around and left.

Draco's jeers immediately rang out, and Trelawney put down his trembling fingers in despair. Harry only felt that the professor who predicted his own death many times in the third year looked a little pitiful.

As soon as get out of class ended, Harry was surrounded by Draco's small team again. They tried their best to taunt him, and he almost didn't take out his wand to fight these people.

Fortunately, Sansaro came over and asked a few people to leave in time. Harry was panting and said thank you with a stiff expression.

Then he left alone.

“Looks like everything was a success”

Virta watched the savior disappear with a smile and Theodore turned around and left here. Draco, who returned to the Slytherin lounge, didn't know what they wanted to do.

Still asking Astoria in a very strange whisper, "Why do you think they still want to help the savior?"

"Don't worry about senior sister's affairs. It has nothing to do with us. Since she didn't tell you in private, it means you don't have any problems."

Astoria said, patting his shoulder reassuringly.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid..." The expression on the girl's face became lighter. "Greengrass will not be safe because of my fear, Draco."

"We have no choice"

Astoria looked down at him, because she was the only one in the entire family who could be a strong bridge to communicate with Gunter.

Draco slowly nestled into her arms with uneasiness, and the two hugged each other, feeling so warm under the bottomless black lake.

...

On the other side, Virta had already appeared in the castle. Voldemort, who was sitting opposite him, still had a cup of tea in his hand. After listening to the girl's words, he asked

"Dumbledore has discovered you? Didn't he do anything else?"

"He didn't show up again, but he must have started making preparations." Huerta looked calmly, picked up the strawberries in the fruit bowl and gently put them into his mouth.

"We have to keep up with the progress. By the way, hasn't Snape come to see you yet?"

She said it intentionally or unintentionally, but Voldemort didn't know how to respond.

His sister has murderous intentions towards his best subordinate because he hurt his most beloved toy.

After staring for a moment, he tried to calm down and said:

"Maybe we can talk again..."

"There's nothing to talk about, brother. I told you that Snape has stopped being with you a long time ago, let alone that he hurt Theodore."

Huerta interrupted him decisively, and after finishing speaking, he sighed deeply.

She really had never thought that Voldemort was so conceited in his heart. He had already made it clear that he was still harboring illusions about Snape.

"If all this is true, Snape will leave in the most painful way in the world, and I can even leave him completely to you."

Voldemort didn't want to say anything more in this regard. He put down the black tea in his hand expressionlessly and ended the conversation between the two of them hastily.

Virta endured the dissatisfaction and returned to a deserted place in Hogwarts, and the expression on her face became slightly colder.

He will know he is right, but at that time...

She let out a long breath and prepared to go to the Potions Office to get next week's lesson plan with Snape.

Before he could take a step forward, he heard Hermione's voice, as well as the Savior and Ron coming from behind the wall, and Virta immediately stopped with breathless breath.

"Why are you sleepy again? It's like this every day, are you okay?" Ron looked worriedly at Hermione, who seemed to have not gotten enough sleep every day, her hair was messy, and her mental state was not good, and asked.

"yes"

Harry's situation didn't seem much better than Hermione's. He also wondered that Hermione seemed to be suffering from narcolepsy since the end of the last semester, although it was not very disturbing.

But it happened so often that she slept all the way to Hogwarts and could continue to sleep after returning to the dormitory at night.

"I don't know, my dad said it was because of his long body..." Hermione raised her hand and yawned widely as she spoke.

"Merlin's beard, if you keep going at this rate, will it grow as tall as Hagrid?" Ron covered his mouth in surprise.

The expression on his face left Hermione speechless.

Harry smiled helplessly, "Hagrid is so tall because of his giant blood, Ron."

"Hey, of course I know"

Ron hugged his chest and glanced at the two of them with a complaining expression.

"Why don't you have any sense of humor?"

"Honestly, Harry, your nightmare..."

The three of them continued chatting further and further away.

None of them saw Huerta who quietly came out from behind the wall, twitched his lips at their backs, and slowly walked away from them.

But within a moment, Hermione's sleepiness worsened again before walking far, and she had no choice but to bid farewell to the two of them and return to the dormitory to catch up on her sleep.

In the potions office, Virta had already obtained the latest teaching assistant lesson plan. When she was about to leave, she happened to meet Snape coming in.

"Professor Snape, good afternoon"

Snape looked at her with a serious look, then waved his hands as usual, and then hummed in a low voice.

Huerta walked out with a smile. The smile on her face did not become cold until she left the office.

Did Dumbledore tell him? That look... looks familiar, just like that night under the Whomping Willow, cold and filled with hatred...

But that's not important. His end is destined no matter what, death. There is no doubt about it.

In the Potions class the next day, Snape still had the same expression, without any change.

After the daily mocking of the Savior and the humiliation of Neville Longbottom who exploded another cauldron, this class ended "successfully".

But when they came to the corridor, they found many people walking out, as if something was happening outside.

Huerta saw Qiu Zhang and a girl. Cedric had graduated last year and heard that he went to a research organization for the protection of magical animals or something.

It should be international, after all Mr. Diggory is good friends with a member there.

"Sansaro? Hi?" Qiu Zhang raised his hand shyly and said hello after seeing her.

"What happened?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

"It's Professor Trelawney. Umbridge is going to drive her out." Disgust flashed across Qiu Zhang's face. It seemed that no one had a good impression of Umbridge.

Looking at Theodore, he glanced at the Gryffindor trio who were very curious and followed them away. Wilta followed the pace of the large group and walked outside the castle.