HP: The Shadow Returns

Snape's aura of dejection was no different from when he was at Hogwarts, and his deep and melancholy features seemed to reveal a different emotion when he looked at him.

"You shouldn't be here"

......

the other side

The sudden chaos at the wedding scene that had not yet begun was quickly stabilized. After all, as powerful as Hydra, the "chaos" caused by Snape and the Order of the Phoenix lasted only a few minutes in total.

Dressed

The thin eyebrows on her pale and delicate face curved, and she stretched out her hand to touch Theodore's lower back in front of her. With an invisible shudder, he turned his slightly red face to the side.

"Leave this to me"

...

Realizing that Virta's figure seemed to disappear, Daphne, who had been on alert, followed suit and prepared to take action.

"Astoria, you stay here with mom, and Draco, I think it's best for you to stay with me."

"But, sister - I can help."

Astoria squeezed her wand and frowned, but Draco, who followed closely, pushed her back slightly.

"Listen to your sister, we-" He pursed his pale lips, trying his best to hide the anxiety in his heart.

“We will be back soon”

Watching Draco's walking back, Astoria clenched her fists.

She knew very well that her sister and Draco couldn't help at all in the battle, but undoubtedly this was the situation where she could most actively show her loyalty.

At this moment, Theo, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes and had a lean and powerful body, began to use his seductive words to appease the guests who were unaware of the situation, as a courtesy to Gunter's host.

Only the occasional ill-timed pause indicated that he still needed to learn.

But that doesn't matter

In the shadow of the black fog, the woman looked like a ghost crawling into the gap to absorb the soul. She walked out of the thick fog, and after seeing the empty secret room, she looked at Voldemort beside her.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, his boiling anger tinged with coldness.

in dungeon

Tonks, who had long lost her mind, waved the wand in her hand and cast one fatal curse after another on Ron.

He gasped for air, struggled a few times, and was knocked to the ground mercilessly by Tonks.

Not to mention that Charlie still had Lupine with him, and his body seemed unstable. At the last moment, for some unknown reason, he even opened his mouth and attacked Charlie, who had his back turned to him, like a wild beast.

They were subdued instantly when they had almost no ability to resist. Dusawa, wearing a dark green cloak and wearing leather boots, slowly walked through the crowd and walked out from behind.

Her long and narrow body looked down at the three people and the controlled Tonks, and her sharp chin tilted slightly to the side.

"You guys take them to the front hall and hand them over to Master Nott. The rest of you will come with me."

The black mist shuttle made them move very fast, and in a blink of an eye they found Hermione, Ginny and the others who were still confused on the long ladder.

Their unfamiliarity with the castle was like flies trapped in a glass bottle. When they were chasing and escaping in a hurry, Hermione, who was already weak, quickly fell behind.

The Animagus dancer Sehra Biggin, who could turn into a giant snake, swam over and twisted her body and trapped her chin.

The cold breath hit her face, Hermione gritted her teeth tightly and trembled, her pale face full of unyielding stubbornness.

"Uh--"

"Sehra, she is still useful"

The woman's beautiful eyes blinked at Dusava

"Then I'll send her to the lobby?"

"No, locked up in the room on the first floor, she has other uses for the master."

Upon hearing this, Sehra immediately locked Hermione in her arms, with a poisonous look in her raised eyebrows, "Okay, if you don't want to get hurt, just be quiet."

"Don't touch me! You...what did you do to Harry?"

No one answered Hermione's question. Secondly, they didn't think it was necessary. The point was that even if they told her, it would be meaningless.

Dusawa's trap of taking Hydra snakes to eat rats is still going on. As for the Death Eaters——

No one cares about what they are doing. After all, that group of idiots with complex composition, low abilities, and pleasure in cruel fooling are lucky enough not to hold them back.

Dushava and the Hydras had never taken them seriously, except for Voldemort, out of respect for their master Virta.

Even if he doesn't kowtow, he will face him with a good attitude, not to mention that the relationship between the two brothers and sisters is somewhat unusually good.

Although there were some minor conflicts some time ago, they were all for a reason. After all-

It is undoubtedly a very unwise choice to rule the wizarding world with the infamous name of a Death Eater. A wizarding world riddled with holes is not what the master wants.

I don’t know how the great master persuaded Voldemort, a man who split his soul into several pieces and seemed to have difficulty maintaining his sanity.

Perhaps it was the innate understanding between the two, but Dusava was more inclined to the fact that Voldemort tried to resist but failed, just like when he was imprisoned because he could not reach an agreement.

Dusava, who was thinking a lot, soon saw Snape in front of a door where Horcruxes were stored. She glanced at Harry Potter who was holding tightly behind him and narrowed her eyes.

Cold tone with mockery

"Wow - is Mr. Snape taking him to meet your master?"

"As far as I know, they're not behind the castle."

Snape clenched the wand extremely cautiously. He didn't know how much the cruel and evil woman opposite him knew. Wilta had always been wary of him...

"Yes." His low voice was the same as before, so calm and hoarse that there was no trace of panic. "I found him here, obviously - Potter escaped."

As for Harry, he looked at Dusava with eyes full of hatred. She was the one who killed Moody in the Ministry of Magic that day...

Dusava looked at the savior's angry and jealous look and found it boring. Anger has no other use except disturbing the mind.

He is too weak——

She didn't believe Snape. After all, the master had suspected him a long time ago, and now... the corners of the woman's sharp mouth slightly raised, and her pupils were covered with thick green.

"No need to bother, I think they will be here soon"

Snape felt the rolling pressure coming from the dark corner, and without hesitation, he quickly waved the wand hidden under his sleeve.

The stained glass hanging beside them shattered

"Avada Kedavra!"

Dusava was extremely sensitive, raised her hand and quickly followed up with a death curse, passing through the broken glass that was still in the air. The bright green color was like the horn blown by the God of Death.