HP Miss Potter who was taken away by Voldemort

Staircase opening.

"Then I'll go up, Delia. Isha turned back to close the door, "You should hurry back to the dormitory."

"Okay, let's get inside.

Delia looked at Isha tenderly, wondering if it was her own delusion, Isha felt that her eyes were different from before, as if with an indescribable emotion.

However, Isha didn't think about it, but closed the door and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Vera was blowing the wind on the windowsill.

"Are you looking out there, Vera?".

Hearing his master's call, the owl turned his head, glanced at Isha, and then turned his head back.

Isha was not in a hurry, walked to the window, and naturally took the owl into her arms.

"It's still so secure. She muttered.

"Can I sleep with you in my arms?"

The owl immediately looked up and stared straight into Isa's eyes in protest.

“....... All right. "Since she doesn't want to, forget it.

"But to be honest, your eyes scared me a little a little on this big night.

When the owl heard this, he broke free from her embrace and stood on the windowsill again.

"No, no, I mean....... You are so brave and powerful, I must take you with me when I fight with the dark wizard in the future.

"Let's do a sneak attack at night, and if you are timid, he will be scared to death by you." "

Nonsense, where can the dark wizard's guts be so small.

Moreover, a student like you was killed by him before he could get close to him.

The owl gave Isha a big roll of the eyes in her heart, and she turned her head away arrogantly.

Isha obviously didn't know what the owl was thinking, and was still immersed in the self-thinking of "how can the owl coax it?" and couldn't extricate herself.

After a while, she gave up thinking and chose to get started.

No matter how Vera struggled, she just wouldn't let go, and even touched Vera's head with her other hand.

Tsk, I hate humans who don't have a sense of proportion.

"Okay, okay, since you're so unwilling, then I won't hug you.

Isha carefully lowered the owl in her arms back to the window, pulled out the chair at the table, and sat down.

She rested her elbows on the table, her hands on her cheeks, her eyes glazed over, as if she was thinking about something troublesome.

Now Harry had misunderstood Snape...... Why didn't she think of this earlier, hissed .......

But in fact, she didn't seem to have time to think back to the original plot.

After all, she was already famous in the whole school on the first day of school....... Help, it's this black history that I don't want to recall.

But why was she so sleepy when she was in the bathroom at that time? It was like being drowsy when her consciousness was uncontrollable and someone had cast a spell, and although it was very similar to the feeling of being sleepy, she was sure that it was definitely not simply too sleepy.

What could it

be? It couldn't be that she was recognized, was she? But she wasn't sure if she was Harry's sister.

The feeling that I was in the dark was so uncomfortable that she didn't have a clue now.

In short, it's great, I've been eating and drinking all these years, and I haven't paid attention to what is happening around me.

Well, let her think about what clues she can refer to.

First of all, there are no suspicious signs before enrollment, so don't worry about it for the time being.

After entering school, the only person she provoked was Draco Malfoy, but he was the pampered young master of the Malfoy family, and he should disdain to play such a trick for the sake of a mudblood species that he despised him.

In contemplation, Isha suddenly felt a chill in her back, and a terrible thought came to her -

it couldn't be ...... Delia, right?