HP: The Shadow Returns

"Miss Nasitan?"

Just as Sansaro was about to take action, a voice suddenly appeared behind him. The black dog took away the uneaten biscuits, turned around and ran away.

The smile on the girl's face changed slightly, and she licked her back teeth with her tongue. She stood up and turned around to greet the man.

"Professor Lupine, you are here too"

"Yeah." Lupine's gray hair was blown up in the wind. He deliberately smiled to scare Sansaro and said, "Come and see the Shrieking Shack? There are ghosts in there."

"Haha, Professor, you really like to scare people." Sansaro pointed behind him with a smile. "I just saw a cute big dog. It seems to have been hungry for a long time."

"What?" Lupine frowned and asked, "What color dog is that?"

The girl secretly raised her eyebrows. She took a few steps back and replied, "What's wrong with the black one? Professor? It's very well-behaved."

Lupine opened his eyes and took a few steps forward. His smiling face suddenly became surprised and at a loss. He walked closer quickly, his breathing became rapid, with anxiety and seriousness.

"Where did he go? Did you see it?"

"No." Sansaro pursed his lips. It seemed that Lupine knew Sirius and knew that he was an Animagus. It was an interesting and complicated relationship.

"He ran away when he heard your voice. He ran very fast. He shouldn't be too far away."

Lupine took out his wand from his pocket. He held it tightly and patted Sansaro on the shoulder very seriously. "I understand. You can go back to the castle now, okay?"

"What's wrong with that dog?" she asked knowingly.

"It's a bit dangerous. There are usually no big dogs like that around. Don't worry, I'll check it out. You go to the castle quickly." Lupine seemed to be afraid that the students would be harmed, and he kept telling him.

"Ok"

Sansaro turned and left. Not long after she returned to the castle, Dumbledore called her over again, with Professor McGonagall standing next to her.

"Miss Nasitan, can you describe the black dog you saw in detail?" Professor McGonagall asked seriously.

"It looks about as high as my waist, uh, skinny."

"Is there anything else?" she adjusted her glasses and asked.

"No, professor, is that dog important?" the girl asked, turning her face slightly confused.

"Okay, thank you for coming over and providing us with clues." Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time on his chair, slowly stood up and looked out the window. "It's dinner time. It's time to go eat. I'm a little hungry too."

"Go and enjoy your dinner, Sansaro."

"Okay, Professor."

After Sansaro finished eating, she went back that night to contact Cindy Hillelite, her secret agent in the Department of Magical Law.

Since Sirius is not on the Death Eater side, it would not be a bad idea to keep it to give his subordinates promotions and raises.

That's why she didn't tell Dumbledore all the clues, such as the fact that the big black dog had gray eyes.

The purpose was to blur their judgment, but why did he want to catch the mouse?

The full moon in the sky shines on the earth, but a terrifying and terrifying roar comes from the screaming shack. Maybe there are really ghosts inside?

The next day's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was taught by Snape, because Sansaro had been an assistant in another class before that, so there were all kinds of candies and flowers on her table.

"It's another flower." Draco picked up a rose and smelled it at the tip of his nose. He curled his lips and praised, "It's quite tasteful."

"Then I'll give it to you." Sansaro pushed part of it to him, and also gave part to Zabini and Daphne.

Hermione, Ron and Harry also had them, but Ron came to ask for them himself.

soon.

Snape suddenly slammed the door and came in, making everyone startled. They all straightened their backs subconsciously. His cold eyes glanced at the flowers on Ron's head.

"Weasley, don't let me see that stupid eyesore on your head."

He quickly touched his head and stuffed the flowers into his pocket.

Snape snorted and pulled down the curtain.

"Turn the book to page 394"

His class method has always been this way, but Sansaro has already previewed this part of the material. She opened the book, Werewolf? She raised her eyebrows, thinking that Professor Snape was really bad at some things.

"We haven't learned this yet" she heard Daphne's voice.

"Professor, where is Professor Lupine?" Harry asked suddenly.

"This is nothing for you to worry about," Snape said first. "Your professor is in poor health, so I will be your substitute for the time being. Turn to page 394!"

He went to the back and turned on the lights.

The class ended quickly, but there was still a lot of homework left. Harry was extremely irritated because of the conflict between Quidditch and homework tomorrow. In fact, Draco originally also needed to participate in tomorrow's game.

But because there will be heavy rain tomorrow, Snape switched the teams of Slytherin and Hufflepuff.

So tomorrow was the battle between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, and Draco suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Have you finished writing?"

After returning to the lounge, Draco immediately surrounded Sansaro and asked.

"Come on, two volumes about werewolves. The professor doesn't often assign so much homework," Sansaro said, moving his quill.

"Who knows why?" Draco sat down next to him. He was silent for a moment and asked again.

"Are you and Theodore having a conflict again? He can't even find anyone during the day, like a vampire who hides during the day and emerges at night." He shuddered as he spoke.

Sansaluo paused and said, "Maybe."

“This time it looks serious”

"This is not your concern"

Sansaro's too calm tone completely interrupted Draco's desire to chat. He closed his mouth and waited quietly beside him.

Within ten minutes, Sansaro stood up and handed him the two rolls of parchment.

"Remember to hand it in with me."

After she finished speaking, she went back to the dormitory. At this time, the Slav was standing on the table obediently with two letters in her mouth. Sansaro pulled up the chair and sat on it, looking at each of them one by one.

Kocharski's curse seems to be getting worse, and he may not be able to survive it for too long. It says that Sansaro should go and have a look at Christmas.

But "unfortunately", because of Sirius, they had to spend Christmas at Hogwarts, and the time had to be postponed.

Sansaro himself had to admit that this was a good reason. Maybe he would have to inform Dusava to prepare for it later.

The other was a letter from Cindy Hillelite. She said that she had successfully applied from the Ministry of Magic and that Ministry personnel were stationed on the grounds of strengthening the security of Hogwarts.

Will be coming on a Thursday night.

The corner of Sansaro's mouth curled up. Maybe Sirius was innocent, but innocence sometimes carries guilt.

In the morning, the rumble of thunder and the sound of rain penetrated the entire sky, waking up everyone in their dreams.

In this environment, the Gryffindor team and Hufflepuff started their annual game on the Quidditch pitch.

Sansaro was sitting in the library, watching the lightning and thunder outside the window. Her pale face was illuminated from time to time, and the dark shadows hidden in the sky were clearly visible to her eyes.

It was a dementor. Another rumbling thunder and lightning struck. Staring at the figure falling from the sky, Sansaro seemed to be awakened by the joy in his dark eyes.

But the next moment she was back to normal, Dumbledore was there, the savior was blessed and blessed...