HP: The Shadow Returns

The next morning, Cedric's sudden withdrawal left everyone feeling a sense of loss, especially Harry.

He always believed that it was Cedric who couldn't accept the fact that Sansaro was Huerta, so he chose to run away from the battlefield, just like a deserter...

Perhaps, the extreme imbalance and pain had begun to make this young savior lose several elders in succession, and the young savior who was deeply hit even twisted his beautiful heart.

Even though he remained loyal to his friends, there was no denying that the symptoms of Voldemort's influence were becoming more apparent and intense.

Harry's best friend, Ron, who was yelled at many times by the angry savior, felt this deeply.

His irritability has reached the point of igniting at the slightest moment, and no one dares to touch his bad luck at this time.

Ginny wanted to help him, so she buried herself in books all day long, looking for a solution. Harry's irritability could only get better when he was with Ginny.

Just before the start of school, several members of the Order of the Phoenix chose to quit, and the atmosphere here became increasingly gloomy.

But at this moment, an unexpected visitor arrived at the Burrow.

When everyone saw him for the first time, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and look stunned.

"Dumbledore?"

.......

"Dumbledore has a younger brother?"

Huerta, who had just gotten up from his nap and hadn't even had time to change clothes, looked at the clues on the paper.

He immediately found Voldemort who was still working in the study.

"It seems so, but few people know."

The young Voldemort leaned back on the chair calmly and gracefully, his eyes glancing at some red marks behind Virta's silk nightgown and said.

He still wore the same black robe he wore when he was first resurrected, but the difference was the occasionally exposed muscles and thick extra hair.

The exquisite Voldemort combed all his hair back. Although it was very simple, it added a touch of strength and dictatorship to his young face.

The only bad thing is that Bella becomes more and more crazy, and even her husband Rodolphus Lestrange sometimes can't control Bella.

However, Dusava's excellent shielding spell could make this crazy woman wander outside the castle every time, and finally leave in vain.

"Really...his brother is as powerful as him?"

Hearing the annoyance in the girl's words, Voldemort held her hand soothingly and brought Virta to him along the edge of the table.

Wilta sat down on his strong legs, leaning against Voldemort as softly as a bone. She could hear the clear heartbeat clearly.

The man held his waist with one hand, and the hot temperature was transmitted to the white skin through the thin fabric. He tilted his head and placed it directly on the girl's slender shoulder.

"Most likely not. People with talent like Dumbledore are rare..."

Virta stretched out her hand and gently touched his cheek, looking thoughtful.

"Then he will definitely do something. Snape has become the principal. They will definitely not be able to sit still and wait. We'd better test it first."

"Besides, let the Death Eaters make less chaos! I don't want to take over a chaotic and devastated magical world."

"I'll tell them..."

When she was thinking about what to do next, she suddenly remembered something. She stood back and forth and walked outside the door, saying as she walked

"Then I will arrange for them to do it as soon as possible, and...Theodore and I are going to get married during the summer vacation. In a few days, his father will come to discuss this matter with you."

"Also, I'm already looking for information about the savior, and I already have some clues. Be prepared. It won't be long before I want you to kill him with your own hands."

As soon as Virta walked out of the door, he stepped back and stared at Voldemort with a smile and said

"Brother, Theodore is very good. Stop targeting him all the time."

very good? This was the first time for Voldemort to hear this novel statement. A hint of joking flashed across his face, but Virta still said without changing his expression.

"Then I'll leave first"

It was almost noon when Theodore woke up from bed. He skillfully took a thicker white shirt from the closet. He saw in the mirror that it perfectly covered the marks on his body, and then he went to wash with satisfaction.

After washing up, I went all the way to the library, and then I saw Virta sitting in a tall stack of books.

Theodore sneaked over like a blue-eyed ragdoll cat, and then hugged the girl from behind.

"What are you looking at?"

Huerta, who had discovered him a long time ago and did not choose to expose him, smiled, closed the "Soul Guide" in front of him, held Theodore's hand, and the two walked side by side to the restaurant.

"You know that I have always wanted to separate my brother's soul from the savior's body, but without exception, some prerequisites are required."

"for example?"

"For example..." Vierta's voice became longer, "Let the savior use the death curse, and it must be voluntary."

Theodore thought for a moment, then curled his thin lips

"You have to be angry enough, so angry that you can't control your emotions, and a little bit desperate."

"Of course, dear, I think so too."

The two people's eyes met, and Theodore blushed, and couldn't help but place another kiss on the girl's cheek.

"About our marriage..." He hesitated for a moment and finally asked.

"I've told my brother, he also thinks summer vacation is a very good time."

Seeing Virta's smiling expression directly brought Theodore's anticipation to its peak. He couldn't help but imagine the scene of their wedding and the girl in her wedding dress.

That must be the most beautiful...

But what surprised him was that the atmosphere during lunch became increasingly strange.

Although since he lived in Gaunt Manor, his brother has had some opinions on him, which is understandable. After all, Virta is his only sister.

but....

Ever since Virta woke up from that battle, Theodore didn't know if it was an illusion in his mind, but Voldemort seemed to be targeting him even more.

Fortunately, everything felt much normal at noon today, and Theodore couldn't even feel Voldemort's sinister aura coming towards his face.

But he sometimes glanced at himself, but that didn't matter. Theodore didn't want to cause any trouble to the two of them, or cause any conflict between them.