HP: The Shadow Returns

Snape had been kneeling down without being humble, and he could feel that the Dark Lord's trust in him was greatly increasing——

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Will's eerie green eyes were like poisonous snakes lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. She stared coldly at him and the body lying quietly next to Snape as always.

Could members of the Dumbledore family really be killed so easily? The phoenix that protected them didn't help at all?

The woman harbored deep suspicion.

With stern eyebrows and tilted head, he took a few steps forward. His dark hair extended all the way down his ears, like ink splashing down as black as the night.

Aberforth was lying on his back, turning his head sideways, and his pale face came into view. She made the soundless body float up without chanting any spells.

"This is enough to prove-"

Voldemort glanced at his sister without saying anything.

His words of satisfaction and praise still echoed in the empty palace. Soon, Virta threw Abforth's body aside and passed Snape coldly.

The crow feather cloak pulled up behind the back adds a sense of deathly terror to such a scene.

"Okay, brother——"

Virta opened her mouth calmly and interrupted Voldemort's chatter. She slowly walked up to the high platform and looked down at the people kneeling on the ground.

“We still have a lot to do, so we’ll leave the praise and rewards behind.”

The second Dushava met her eyes, she quickly walked up and took away Abforth's body with the werewolf siblings.

Snape's expression remained unchanged, his empty, gray eyes fixed on the floor.

The cold moonlight was like falling salt grains, sticking neatly to the ground, just touchable but out of reach in front of him.

Listening to the sound of wind and the violent roar caused by the giant dragon circling outside the castle, the man was kneeling on the ground numbly, without even taking a second look at Aberforth who was being dragged away.

.....

In the scorching heat of midsummer, all living things thrive in the sunshine. The dewdrops condensed in the early morning slide along the veins of the leaves and drip on the young man's face.

The sudden chill made Harry sit up suddenly.

He was sweating profusely, his pupils were constricted, and his whole body seemed to have just suffered great trauma and fear. The sound of heavy breathing soon woke up Ginny who was not far away.

"Harry? Are you okay?"

"No, no, I'm fine."

Harry turned his head to look at the unknown strange orchid beside him, and another drop of water fell from the stamen on his pillow.

He pursed his dry lips, picked up the glass of water he poured yesterday from the table, and drank it directly.

Ron also woke up from his sleep in a daze at this moment. He raised his head and yawned, and opened the window. Outside, it was still the most common weather in Britain.

The darkness is gray and hazy, and everything seems to have the most common cold tone, and the rain never stops.

"Having a nightmare again?"

Ginny glanced at her brother, then shook her head and went to another room, where she found Hermione curled up tightly on the bed wrapped in quilt as if she had been awakened by a nightmare.

She couldn't hide the fatigue in her eyes, she breathed a long sigh of relief, sat on the edge of the bed and took Hermione's cold hand.

"It's okay Hermione, it's almost over."

They held each other's hands and tried to convey strength to each other.

"Everyone! Have you seen the newspaper? Their wedding is in three days! In that huge Gaunt Castle!"

A loud voice followed and pushed the door open. The person with the round face and tall figure was none other than Neville Longbottom.

He also joined Harry's team.

More than that

As well as some children of former Order members, they are eager to take revenge and restore the peace to the world.

Although it seems peaceful now, under the rule of the Gunter brothers and sisters, that is all just an illusion.

"We're ready"

Ron opened the cabinet and showed off the piles of suits packed together to hide his identity.

"It doesn't look bad, right? You can definitely sneak in successfully. I also prepared a few more robes."

Ginny heard the sound and came out of the corner with a more relaxed Hermione, and they watched everything in silence.

After the rain, the sunlight shining directly through the high windows spreads on the ground, bringing a rare warmth and warmth to the room.

Harry finally cheered up and stood up from the ground.

"Let me tell you more about the situation in the castle."

The Weasleys were unaware of the actions of these children. The Order of the Phoenix had completely severed contact with Snape half a month ago.

The Gunter brothers and sisters know almost everything. For safety, this is the best way.

The adults of the Order of the Phoenix were also well prepared, but it was difficult to include the haggard Molly. She stood by the window and stared blankly into the distance, unconsciously stirring the food in her hands.

She was worried about her two sons...even though Snape had said they weren't in much danger for the time being.

But mother and child are connected heart to heart after all. Even though she is thousands of meters away, she can still feel that the situation of the twins is extremely bad.

Charlie and Bill looked at each other. They could both understand their mother's anxious mood. After all, they were also very worried about their brother's situation.

"They are both very smart and will be fine. Mom, do you remember? You once locked the two of them in a closed closet."

"Yes"

Charlie took Bill's words and held his mother in his arms. His deep voice, which was almost exactly the same as the twins, instantly made Molly shed tears.

"They all managed to escape under the supervision of you and dad. They will be fine. Moreover, in just two days, we will be able to rescue them soon."

Molly didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of her children, but it was undoubtedly uncontrollable. She choked with sobs.

"Merlin will definitely bless them."

Looking at his mother being comforted by his younger brother, Bill turned his head and glanced at his father Arthur, who had almost white hair not far away.

He let out a long, dull sigh.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence

Bill came to his senses and turned around to open the door. When he saw the person coming, his handsome face showed surprise.

"Fleur?"

Standing outside was actually Fleur Delacour, who was fashionably and smartly dressed, with her bright hair tied back.

"Of course!"

The expression on her face was as arrogant as ever, but when this arrogance fell on Bill, she was a little more shy.

"That guy hurt my sister, and I will make her pay the price."

Bill quickly welcomed Fleur inside.

At this point, there is one more member who has resisted the rule of Hydra and returned the turbulent magic world to peace.