HP: The Shadow Returns

Pansy's face turned pale, while Draco's expression was a little complicated.

He thought for a moment and gave the extra food on his plate to Astoria, but Astoria frowned.

"Thank you very much, but I can't eat so much."

The obvious look of immature girlish admiration on her face is no longer visible. Now Astoria only knows that she can't eat too much, otherwise she will get a stomachache from doing a lot of exercise during training.

"Uh, okay" Draco had no choice but to hand the things on the plate to Goyle and Crabbe again.

Pansy's expression became even stiffer after witnessing everything. It was not easy for Daphne to comment. After all, she could not change Master Malfoy's mind.

And.... Her eyes fell on Blaise who was diagonally opposite.

She herself wasn't going well either.

In Potions class, Snape looked very unhappy, and he was not even in the mood to humiliate Harry Potter with his daily insults.

But he still deducted Gryffindor's points mercilessly and crazily.

"How did he change his gender?" Harry, whose head was wrapped in gauze, secretly asked Hermione beside him while cutting daffodil roots.

"I don't know why, but he protected us that day and even after you left." Hermione whispered as she stirred the contents of the cauldron.

"Miss Granger will deduct three points for talking in class," Snape said coldly, staring at Draco's cauldron without looking back.

"He has really good ears," Harry muttered in a low voice, and luckily, Snape heard him again.

"Harry Potter! Because of talking in class, Gryffindor lost another three points."

Both of them fell silent instantly.

After class, they were going to the school infirmary to see Ron who was still in a coma. He was seriously injured, especially since the evil mist that had penetrated into his body through the wound was difficult to eliminate.

But at the door, they met Sansaro.

"How's Ron?" They walked forward together, and she asked, looking sideways at the two of them with concern.

Weasley, Ginny, the Geminis, and the one named Percy were all beside the hospital bed. He was wiping his brother's face with a wet towel, but when Ginny saw her, her eyes were obviously a little dodgey.

Maybe it was because of the secret room incident in the second grade.

"The situation is still not good." Hermione sighed and looked down at Ron, who showed no intention of waking up on the hospital bed.

"If he wasn't trying to protect me..."

"Don't feel guilty, Hermione. This is his choice. I believe you are also willing to protect Ron." George said hoarsely and patted her shoulder.

Hermione hugged Harry next to her, her voice gradually becoming more crying.

Sansaro could feel the mist surging in his body, eroding his internal organs step by step. There was a coolness in her eyes, and it would be fine if she left it alone.

At most, it would mean losing a leg and permanently damaging part of the body's functions.

"Did Madam Pomfrey say how to solve it?"

Fred shook his head listlessly, "Ms. Pomfrey can't remove these curses. Dumbledore should be fine."

"Then when will he come?"

"About a while," Hermione replied, raising her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Sansaro pursed his lips and said, "He will definitely get better."

"Thank you"

"little snake"

After the twins finished speaking together, they lay weakly on the bed again.

Sansaro put a bouquet of flowers on the table and was about to leave, but she noticed that Ginny's eyes had been looking at her intentionally or unintentionally.

It's interesting.

As soon as they walked out of the door of the infirmary, Theodore, who had been waiting for a long time, stood up from the shadow under the corner and came forward. The two of them walked down the corridor.

"You have to let Bone follow the savior all the time, otherwise, you will definitely miss a lot of news. They have begun to be wary of me."

They walked all the way down the spiral staircase, Sansaro's eyes were cold, "Especially Dumbledore, he must have said something."

"What's next?" Theodore asked.

"What's next?" Sansaro slowed down. She looked at the spring scenery outside the window and raised her eyebrows.

"You go and do something with me during the summer vacation."

Theodore agreed without hesitation.

"it is good"

"I think you need to be mentally prepared, dear." Sansaro turned sideways and slowly took his hand. When their eyes met, Theodore understood what she meant.

His throat rolled.

"I...I'll be ready."

Looking at her smiling face, the corners of Theodore's tight mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

From the moment I made my decision that day, there was no turning back, even if the front was a blazing hell filled with blood.

He will also stay with her and keep walking.

only because

"I love you"

Sansaro, who was holding hands, raised her eyebrows after hearing this, and turned her head slightly to look at him. The spring breeze in the corridor lifted the hair on her forehead, revealing her white forehead.

"Why did you say this suddenly?"

"I'm afraid you've forgotten." Theodore bent his eyes, couldn't help but stick to her side, lowered his head and whispered.

"My memory is stronger than you think, Theodore."

A smile appeared on Sansaro's face, her arms brushed his back from bottom to top, and she raised her head and left a light kiss on his mouth.

The earth is covered with spring green, and a warm drizzle falls in the sky, allowing everything in nature to grow stronger. Its moisture does not distinguish between light and darkness, nor between justice and evil.

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In the following time, the news that Lupine was a werewolf was inexplicably spread throughout the school very quickly.

That afternoon, Lupine packed his luggage and left Hogwarts. The savior looked very disappointed.

But at this time, Sansaro, the mastermind behind the scenes, was taking Astoria to the Room of Requirement, teaching the girl the powerful black magic she dreamed of.

"If you want to learn the Unforgivable Curse, you must have the absolute belief that it can kill people, Astoria. This is very evil in the eyes of the world."

Sansaro played with the wand in his hand and looked at the hesitant blonde girl with lowered eyes and a smile.

"I think this is still a bit difficult for you. You have to be prepared first. Of course, I believe your talent will not take long."

Astoria was a little nervous, not because she was afraid, but because she didn't know whether she could control this evil and perverse power.

"What about Senior Sister Naxitan?" She took a deep breath and asked, "I have always targeted you, from beginning to end. I hope to be as powerful as you."

Sansaro smiled, tilted her head and asked, "Do you think I'm strong?"

"That's how it looks to me." Astoria put her hand on her belly, holding the wand tightly in her palm. She looked up at Sansaro, her heart pounding non-stop.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the smooth and shiny blond hair. "There are many people in the world who are stronger than me, but we are Slytherins."

"Remember, Slytherin came from the quagmire..."

Astoria's eyes sparkled and she immediately answered.

"We crave power, we are full of ambition, we pursue supreme power, and no one can stop us."

"Yes, Astoria."

A cold smile appeared on Sansaro's face, and he raised his hand and hit the training puppet with a deadly green death curse.

Her dark eyes flashed with a crazy and elegant dark color

"We never regret, we are Slytherins"