HP: The Shadow Returns

Sansaro held the fluffy owl in her arms and strolled leisurely in the center of Knockturn Alley, learning from the mistakes of the reckless.

The coveting eyes around her also disappeared a lot, and they naturally understood that this girl was not someone to be trifled with.

And it seems that she is most likely an adult witch who drank magic potion.

Unexpectedly, it cooperated with me quite well. I originally thought I would just keep it and send messages like an ordinary owl.

But now it seemed that it could do more, Sansaro stroked the Slav's feathers.

I secretly thought that this was too comfortable compared to Baka's hard and cold scales.

But what is more interesting is the curse used by those people just now, Avada Kedavra? Sounds like an interesting black magic spell! Maybe she should have learned it earlier.

After Baka and Fides had thoroughly cleaned the battlefield and figured out the layout of Knockturn Alley, Sansaro got into an alley and disappeared without a trace.

.....

Abery Valley

In the small room on the second floor, a black mist appeared out of thin air like a whirlpool.

Sansaro, who was holding the owl, appeared from inside the next second and walked out, and the mist immediately penetrated her body like venomous snakes with entities.

The girl controlled one of them and covered the owl Slav.

Visible to the naked eye

Its figure became smaller, its golden eyes shone brighter, and its sharp claws hidden under the feathers even scratched Sansaro's arm unconsciously.

Sansaro seemed to feel no pain, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile.

She didn't care about these details, but she had to throw away her skirt. She should have bought more robes from Madam Malkin, she thought as she looked at the big gash on her arm and the blood stains around it.

Let's go there next time. Anyway, it only takes a few seconds to get the coordinates.

Sansaro tentatively touched the Slav's outer feathers, which had become extremely dark, and as expected, another cut was made.

She was silent for a moment, looking at the owl on the table with cold eyes.

It seemed that the Slav felt her thoughts. She turned left and right and shook her body quickly, and the sharp feathers became as soft as before.

It's really good. Sansaro raised his eyebrows and continued to pick it up and stroke it with satisfaction. The Slav also squinted his eyes and enjoyed it.

"Hi ha..."

After a low roar, Baka and Fides, with some blood on their heads, came back closely, dragging a big bag.

Is this all their stuff? Sansaro put down the Slav in his hand.

After a rough inventory, although she only gained a few dozen gold galleons and some scattered money, she brought back several dark magic items that exuded an ominous aura that interested her.

A complete spliced ​​hand that can move on its own, two deerskin books recording unknown spells, and an obsidian bracelet.

"Well done, Fides, Baka."

She praised them without hesitation. Seeing the two giant snakes looking proud, Sansaro's eyes flashed with a smile.

Put a bandage on the wound.

While the two brothers were feeding Manna, she curiously studied the hand bone for a while, but was very surprised to find that it could actually understand what she was saying.

As a result, Sansaro became even more interested. Unfortunately, just when she was about to continue, the hunger that she had not eaten for a day suddenly surged up in her stomach.

Sansaro was a little displeased as she held her twitching stomach, but she had no choice but to hand the bones to Fides and Bacca to look at first. She stood up and went down to find something to eat.

As luck would have it, she actually found a sandwich in the refrigerator on the first floor. She took the plate away and sat at the dining table, preparing to finish it here before serving it up.

When she was almost finished eating, the sound of dripping water in the kitchen made Sansaro realize something was wrong. She frowned slightly, put down the sandwich in her mouth, and looked in the direction of their room.

Because it was too quiet, shouldn't they be dreaming about smoking marijuana together at this time?

Sansaro stood up and walked slowly towards their room step by step. The blood-red sunset light hit the corridor and perfectly blended with the pool of blood seeping out from under the door.

The girl frowned even more. She raised her hand and twisted the handle. The door was pushed open easily, and it was not locked.

The moment she saw the picture, Sansaro felt like she was about to vomit out the food she had just eaten. The man was lying on his back on the bedside, and the layers of fat on his stomach were cut open and turned out, as if he was looking for something inside. Same.

Gurgling blood gurgled out along the gaps between the flesh layers. It seemed that he had not been dead for a long time. It should have been a little time before Sansaro came back. La Feiduo didn't know where he went. Maybe, it was probably her. made.

The air was filled with the smell of fat mixed with the pungent smell of blood. Sansaro turned pale and couldn't help but turned around and rushed to the bathroom.

"vomit..."

He spat out the sandwich he just ate while facing the toilet. The choking smell of fat still seemed to linger on the tip of his nose, and he couldn't stop replaying the scene just now in his mind.

She lay on the toilet and vomited for more than ten minutes, and the bandage on her arm gradually turned red. Finally, she couldn't vomit anything anymore, and then she stood up tremblingly and holding on to the wall.

Although she had asked Fides and Baka to kill people, they had never witnessed it with their own eyes. Now, Sansaro was gasping for air, her pupils constricted, and the scene just now was still impacting her brain.

Sansaro took off the shaky glasses on the bridge of his nose and leaned against the wall feebly. In fact, the sense of smell of monsters is much more sensitive than that of girls. They can know what is happening in the house from several kilometers away.

Why Sansaro was not notified in time may be because the two monsters agreed that he was just a dead person after all and posed no threat to their powerful master.

Sansaro connected to the black mist. The moment he learned their thoughts, he felt speechless. He breathed a long sigh of relief. After a while, Sansaro returned to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

He looked up at the girl in the mirror with green eyes that were as deep as a pool of water. Her tall nose and pale and small face were as lazy as a cat's. The cold water droplets streaked across her cheeks, as clear as pearls.

Delicate and beautiful like a green snake, Sansaro was in a trance.

After not seeing this face for a long time, Sansaro almost forgot that it was him, the self hidden in the depths. At that time, in order to avoid being sold out by those old priests, he had the wisdom to subconsciously release the confusion spell on his glasses.

It must be considered a gift... She laughed at herself about her past misfortune.

Sansaro wiped the water marks on his face, put on his glasses again, and looked like a very ordinary person who no one cared about.

After calming down, Sansaro first checked the place where Perfa kept his money, and then opened the box on the ceiling of the first floor in the corner of the stairs. There were several thick layers of pounds in it. She counted it again uneasily.

Still 10... Sansaro quickly moved the money to his bedroom, and then asked Fides and Bacca to transport the body outside and bury it anywhere.

The reason why she didn't let Perfa enter the monster's belly was because it was too disgusting. If she ate it, she would never want to touch their heads again.

She directly used the cleaning spell to clean up the bloody room. While cleaning, Sansaro saw the photo again, and she couldn't help but recall that something seemed very wrong with the man when she left.

It seems that Perfa was ready when he left... Tsk, that idiot Laphido had better go according to his plan, otherwise...

Sansaro's eyebrows were tense, she hated unexpected things, but if she couldn't do it, the lenses on the girls' faces shone with a cold light, and she personally sent them to hell.