HP: The Shadow Returns

After Christmas, the Magic Season world has returned to calm again, but only a few people can see the ups and downs.

Snape acted more carefully, especially under Voldemort's attention. His neck, which had been lowered for a long time, began to lean forward slightly, making him look more aged and stooped.

The fatigue that was deeply concealed in his heart had no place to indulge. Only by chance, the green eyes he saw could give Snape motivation again.

However, he felt that as the holiday came closer, he felt uneasy, and the source of this uneasiness——

Snape stood expressionlessly on the podium, facing the packed but still empty Hogwarts Great Hall.

The black robe made him look very thin, but it was just like what Dumbledore had said countless times.

He glanced at the faces of the four young wizards from the academy with different expressions and the Dark Lord Voldemort who was sitting leisurely not far away.

Snape stood there and announced in a low and slow voice

"Let us congratulate - Slytherin - on winning the House Cup."

There was no cheering, only uniform applause and polite and distant smiles and nods, with the corners of Huerta's gray-pink mouth slightly curled.

A few seconds after he finished clapping, the sound from the scene gradually disappeared.

Harry and the others sat at the next table, looking at the Slytherin flags hanging high on both sides of the lobby, low-key and gloomy dark green, and cold silver.

It seems to be colder here——

Several people looked at each other and said nothing.

Virta, Theodore and Daphne left Hogwarts after the banquet. After all, it was not just the Savior who needed to prepare.

In the Jormungandr Manor surrounded by dragons.

Wait until everyone falls into a dream and falls asleep

Wilta came to the secret room in the center of the castle alone and looked at the four abyss ghost boxes shrouded in the red light of the magic stone that already had slight cracks.

They are one large and three small, neatly placed in a glass case that isolates magical items.

The bright silver-white skull looked more evil under such light, and a strange black mist continued to overflow from it.

Like boiling water, it makes people mistakenly think that it is boiling and rising active darkness.

Virta manipulated the black mist and integrated it into herself. The numbness coming from the depths of her bones made her close her eyes involuntarily.

"Virta——"

A familiar voice appeared, and she half-closed her eyelids and responded calmly and slowly.

"elder brother--"

Voldemort did not know when he appeared in the darkness in the corner, his blood-red eyes shining with a faint light, and a smile on his thin and handsome face.

Staring at the girl's figure not far away, he gradually approached her step by step.

After Virta came back to his senses, he was still calmly staring at the West Asian distribution and the extremely evil black magic item Theodore had found with his eyelids lowered.

When she felt Voldemort holding her shoulders, she continued to ask.

"Where's the other Dumbledore?"

Voldemort leaned down slightly at this moment, pressed against his sister's face, feeling each other's warmth

It was as if the so-called conflict never happened.

He says

"He is dispensable"

"We must be foolproof. The failure of a careful plan is composed of small and inconspicuous holes...and Snape..."

Huerta half-squinted his eyes, with a flash of green in his pupils.

"I will not let any uncertainty undermine...our victory."

"We'll win, just like we did countless times when I came back... Maybe we should discuss what to do with the non-magical Muggles now."

"I'm sure you'll like how I handle this."

Listening to Voldemort changing the subject like coaxing a child.

It would be better for him to prepare a big surprise for himself instead of trouble.

Virta snorted and didn't say anything else. She just leaned against the other person's shoulder quietly, feeling the coolness on the man's body.

Straight eyebrows with coldness

"Maybe, but now it's time to send out the invitation—"

Voldemort noticed Wilta's displeasure because of Snape, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"I informed them when we first got home."

"Um"

The atmosphere fell into silence again in the dark flames, and everything around was looming, including the three giant snakes that appeared in the corner. They clung to the stone pillars and looked at everything around them with their cold, bloodshot eyes.

The Gunter brothers and sisters will use everything they have to achieve their goals, whether it is love or happiness, many things are irrelevant except for each other.

"Malfoy is invited, sister..."

Daphne and Astoria were sitting opposite each other on the sofa in the living room. After listening to her sister's words, she couldn't help but start to think.

Daphne picked up the wedding invitation from the table that Gunter had given to the Greengrass family two days ago, and she narrowed her eyes.

"This is also reasonable. It is impossible for you not to invite Malfoy, especially when I heard that Hydra has arranged many reporters and so on..."

"I will give her a report in a few days - I will inform you and Draco when there is any news. Don't worry, I believe they have already been prepared."

This was the first time Astoria had heard of such a thing. She was worried about Draco's situation and the safety of her family.

but....

She raised her eyes and looked at the sister on the other side of the coffee table who was wearing a close-fitting suit, acting decisively and thinking sharply.

As long as she is here, Mom, Dad, and Greengrass will definitely be fine.

"elder sister...."

"That's it, leave it to me to arrange it, Astoria," Daphne said, placing the invitation on the table.

There was a trace of dictatorship on her eyebrows that was similar to that of Huerta. She stood up and patted her sister on the shoulder. The blond hair scattered on her head had a hint of dark color.

"You don't have to think too much. Go and chat with your mother. If you have anything, go to the study and find me."

After saying that, Daphne tightened the jeweled suit buttons around her waist, turned around and went upstairs with her long boots on.

The living room became empty. Astoria stared at the bonfire in the fireplace in a daze for a while, then stood up, picked up a pen and paper and wrote a letter.

She then went upstairs to choose a dress with her mother. When Mrs. Greengrass saw that Astoria was alone, she asked

"Where's your sister?"

"Daphne said she didn't need to prepare her dress. She had packed it herself."

"Well, Draco should be waiting in Diagon Alley, right?"

"Well, and his mother..."

"Is this so..."

The figure of the owl flew farther and farther in the dark sky. After passing through the layers of clouds, the scene of the vast mountains covered by the rain curtain became clear.