HP: The Shadow Returns

Huerta's expression seemed a little confused by his words, but the girl still accepted Tom's hug expressing his deep longing.

"What happened?" she asked.

Tom rubbed the hair on the back of her head vigorously and said in a low voice An Xin

"Nothing honey, nothing..."

Virta blinked, dear? It was really a funny and endearing name, but she didn't hate it.

"Well, brother, Mrs. Cole looks strange today. She wore a pair of red high heels."

Red heels? Something suddenly occurred to Tom's mind.

Then why did you just come back to this time? His eyes fell on the girl, and Tom keenly began to spread his thoughts.

After thinking for a moment.

Tom slowly stopped and pulled away, staring at the girl's face seriously. The scorching sun in the sky made him feel a chill for no reason.

"You're acting weird today, brother."

Huerta said with difficulty, her face was held in the boy's hands, but due to some force, all the facial features were squeezed in the middle.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or where is the discomfort?" Tom hesitated and asked again.

The past could no longer be changed, but he could not ignore it.

"Feeling bad? I seem to have a slight cold this morning. Mrs. Cole said it's not serious."

When Tom heard this, he quickly took off his shabby coat and put it on the girl. He didn't even feel that his hands were shaking.

"Um...Okay, do we want to go back now?"

Even though Huerta was baffled, she believed that her brother must have a reason for doing this.

"go back?"

Tom pursed his lips... His eyes turned to the sea in the distance. A black light curtain rose into the sky, seeming to be isolated from the world, and nothing could be seen clearly on the opposite side.

There was thought in his eyes.

"let's go"

The two held hands and walked towards the road outside. Tom saw many people along the way, but without exception, they all had no face.

But Huerta seemed not to realize anything and was still talking to him playfully, causing a smile to appear on Tom's pale face.

Just thinking about it all the way, they came to the place they were most familiar with when they were children.

Wu's Orphanage.

It's lifeless here. The tall locust trees on both sides look deserted and gloomy. There are tall black railings around it, with some unknown red objects stuck to them.

Tom felt that Huerta expressed clear displeasure in her heart, and he put his arm around the girl's shoulders to comfort her.

The two of them then raised their feet and walked in.

It is still the same as before, the furnishings in the courtyard are old-fashioned and depressing, the creaking windows and worn-out iron chains hang here, and the crows circling in the sky howl.

Several children squatting on the ground turned to look at them. What surprised Tom was that these people actually had faces.

He narrowed his eyes warily and walked into the orphanage. There were not many children inside, and most of them were playing quietly.

The walls are covered with illustrations of God's great form, as well as various written educational philosophies.

When Riddle saw this, he raised a sarcastic smile. It was not these so-called gods that saved him and his sister, but down-to-earth magic and power.

They came all the way to the dark end of the corridor on the second floor, into the dark and scary room that belonged to them alone.

The room here is very narrow and simple. There is only enough room for a small bed, a head-sized bedside table and a wardrobe, so there is no room for anything.

"cough cough"

Vierta covered her mouth and let out a light cough that made Tom's heart tremble, here it comes...

Sure enough, at night, the girl started to have a high fever and lost consciousness just as she remembered.

Tom knew very well that Mrs. Cole would not come to save her. The heavy rain outside the window was pouring, and the chaotic sounds made his heart more tormented. According to the original process, if he did not find medicine, Huerta might die.

If you go by yourself...

He focused on the motionless girl nestled in the quilt. Maybe he could try another way.

After Tom had everything planned in his mind, he tucked the corner of the quilt and walked out of the door quietly.

Not far away, in the dim corridor, I saw Mrs. Cole smiling by the window under the pouring rain. She was talking to a gentleman in a suit and tie.

The moment she saw Riddle appear, her pupils dilated slightly, and then she quietly took the gentleman to another place.

Soon the nun followed from behind. Tom had been caught by her before. Even when they heard that their sister was sick, their first thought was not to find medicine, but to maintain the ridiculous calm and beauty on the surface.

But this time...he shook off the nun without saying a word and found the gentleman and Mrs. Cole in the corner.

He came up with a face of pain and begged, "My sister has a fever and looks very ill. Mrs. Cole, can you save her?"

But suddenly Tom discovered

The moment he finished speaking, the time around him seemed to have stopped. The movements of the two people suddenly stopped, like two puppets, without blinking. Even the sound of the pouring rain disappeared. Clean and tidy.

He could only hear the pounding of his heartbeat. When he felt something was wrong, his vision suddenly went dark. Soon after, the familiar feeling of moisture and the sound of crashing waves appeared again.

Tom opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to block the dazzling sunlight. The warm light shone on his body. He sat up and looked at the seagulls in the distance, and found that he was back on the beach again.

This is? His pupils trembled, a reincarnation?

Why, is it a matter of choice?

Although Tom didn't understand, he slowly stood up from the ground. He was thinking about the details just now. Couldn't he go to Mrs. Cole directly? Maybe we should follow the original trajectory?

"brother"

The familiar voice appeared again, and he turned his head. He was still on that hillside, and the girl was smiling at him with a smile.

Tom didn't make much move this time.

An idea flashed through his mind, and he stood still on the ground with no expression on his face until little Virta came over and took his hand in confusion.

"What's wrong? Brother?"

"Virta" Tom squeezed her hand tightly and stared at those dark green eyes very seriously.

"You are already dead, remember?"

"What are you talking about, brother?" The girl's fair face was even more confused. She tilted her head and stared at herself in confusion.

"Why are you weird too? Mrs. Cole looks weird today too. She is wearing a pair of red high heels."

"Wake up! Virta!" Tom roared from his mouth with a serious expression.

"What are you talking about...brother..."

Gradually, her voice became longer and longer, slower and deeper, and her voice became deeper and deeper, like the call of a monster hidden in the abyss.

Tom felt a very familiar dark scene appear in front of him again, and he quickly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Not long after, the sound of the tide lapping against the rocks and the warm feeling came to my ears again.

A flock of seagulls screamed, and Tom raised his hand to block the dazzling light, waking up again on the soft sand.

But this time, he may have thought more clearly. He must not do anything outside the trajectory, and most likely have to follow what happened at the time.