HP: The Shadow Returns

Of course, she still made a trip to the infirmary to see Draco.

"I must tell my father! Damn beast, you kicked me!" Draco's hand was bandaged and his right arm could not move at all. He lay on the bed and groaned.

"Then you have to recover from your injuries first." Sansaro took out a few very delicate green apple snacks and gently placed them on the table.

"Oh, thank you, I really like this, but it's a pity that I can't eat it now." Draco looked at Sansaro with burning eyes as if to imply something.

"Yes, I think so too," the girl said with a smile, and a person suddenly appeared behind her. The beautiful blond girl greeted him happily.

"I heard that you were injured, so I followed Sister Nasitan here." Astoria's eyes were bright. "Does it hurt?"

"Let's talk first. The first-year Potions class is about to start." Sansaro said with a smile and left the infirmary ignoring Draco's pale face.

Only the two of them were left looking at each other.

On the stairs coming down, she met the Bloody Barro. He turned his head and said hello to Sansaro, and then continued to look at the top of the tower in the distance.

"Sansaro?"

"Cedric?" She looked at the broom in the other person's hand, "Are you going to train now?"

Before Cedric could answer.

Sha Luo suddenly appeared from the side. He looked at San Sha Luo in surprise, "Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so powerful and a celebrity, haha."

"Not a celebrity, just some talent." Sansaro raised his hand modestly and pushed up his glasses.

"Just some talent? Don't be modest. Now that I tell others that I know you, they are all jealous." Shaluo's big round eyes were shining. "Do you want to sign your name for me?"

Cedric pushed him angrily, "Okay Shalo, stop joking all the time, go to the stadium and wait for me first."

"Oh~~I'll wait for you at the stadium~Okay~~Captain~~" Charlotte said coquettishly while shaking her head and holding a broomstick, and walked out of the hall. He almost bumped into a Ravenclaw girl.

"You became the captain of the Quidditch team?" Sansaro looked at him, "Congratulations."

"Haha, it's not worth mentioning compared to your honor." Cedric asked with a dark look in her eyes as she spoke.

"Have you moved? I looked for you, but it looks like no one has lived in that house for a long time."

Sansaro suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten the cabin, but that was fine, it would save him the trouble of explaining it.

"Yes, I think it's a bit... you know, depressing. I tried to cheer myself up a little bit, but... I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

She crossed her arms, and Cedric pursed his lips to show his understanding, "It doesn't matter, it's much better to live in a different environment."

Both of them were silent, and Cedric didn't know what to talk about. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be a lot stranger to this girl.

"It's getting late, Ced, I have to go first. Professor Snape asked me to become the Potions Assistant" Sansaro took a few steps back and said with a smile.

"Okay, congratulations"

Cedric stood in the sunshine and watched Sansaro walking towards the dark and dark depths of the cellar. He suddenly felt a little sour and guilty in his heart.

But at the same time, he also understood very well that when people come and go, not everyone is destined to meet and be together.

It's actually quite good to be friends like this.

Cedric smiled and turned towards the Quidditch pitch.

When the potions class was over, Sansaro skillfully raised his hand to deal with the mess left by the Gryffindor students and prepared to leave.

Snape stopped her "Wait, go to my office now"

"What's the matter? Professor?" She followed the dark-faced man, but Snape did not answer her question. There were students greeting the two along the way.

"Dean Snape"

"Senior Nasitan"

However, Snape glanced over with a cold expression, while Sansaro nodded to them with a smile, in the familiar potions office.

Snape handed her a list, and Sansaro took it.

"Wolfsbane potion?"

Isn't this a potion specifically for werewolves that became popular after Black Rabbit was put on the shelves? And she also participated in the production, maybe it was for Professor Lu Ping, she guessed.

"Go and cook it. There are the most delicate processes and precautions on it. You may not need those, but they are necessary."

After saying this expressionlessly, the man took out a large pile of homework, completely ignoring his own existence, and sat down on his desk to start grading.

Brewing potions was much easier than grading homework. Sansaro walked to the crucible in the corner and started working directly.

Snape was very surprised that it was done in one go, but after all, she was also responsible for developing part of it, so it was not difficult.

But unfortunately, because Sansaro finished the potion very quickly, Snape gave her a large part of the homework.

Her expression suddenly turned bad.

So in the following days, you can often see Sansaro in the common room in an extremely bad mood, with a high pile of homework to be corrected next to him. If there are any Slytherin first and second grade students, Very bad.

She would also be called over to lecture her.

This has caused some little Slytherin wizards who have poor potion performance to be frightened every day.

Why is the usually gentle Naxitan senior sister different from now? ?

Finally one day, Sansaro finished grading all the homework, and she suddenly felt that her burden was lightened.

Even when I was having breakfast, I felt that the oats in the bowl tasted much better than usual.

"Does it hurt? Draco?" Pansy across from him asked, gently touching Draco's bandaged arm, who had only been out of the infirmary for a few days.

"Of course, Madam Pomfrey said that if I left a few minutes late, this arm would be useless." The exaggeration in his words made those who didn't know better think that his arm was bitten by a dragon.

"Listen to what that idiot said. The more he talks, the more outrageous he becomes." Ron's complaining voice reached Sansaro's ears, and she quite agreed with this statement.

"Someone saw him! Someone saw him!"

"Sirius Black!"

Gryffindor Seamus's voice echoed throughout the Great Hall, and they gathered around him.

"Dufftown? It's very close," Hermione said.

"He won't come to Hogwarts, right?" Neville felt a little scared.

"But there's a dementor at the door."

"Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban, have you forgotten?"

...

Listening to their conversation, Sansaro slowly finished the food in the bowl. Sirius Black, if he was really a Death Eater, maybe he could be merciful and save his life.

She wiped her mouth gracefully, stood up and left.

At night, Sansaro unexpectedly received an urgent letter from Kochaski, which also contained a long small glass bottle, which seemed to be blood or something else.

She scanned the contents carefully.

Kocharski is cursed? Sansaro's eyes fell on the jar next to her, and the thick liquid inside reflected her cold face.

After destroying the letter, she picked up the bottle and looked at it carefully. If it was a curse, it couldn't be opened so easily, but considering the special characteristics of her body, she might not need to be so cautious.

After thinking twice, before Daphne and Pansy came back, she wrapped the black mist around her body and slowly opened the cork of the bottle.

There is no special aura, even if it is ordinary blood that has solidified into blood clots, it is not cursed at all, but the dark aura on it is absolutely unmistakable.

Although interesting, this is actually good news. Sansaro's pupils glowed green, evil and cruel.

Before their brother comes back, maybe they can get a large "windfall".