HP: The Shadow Returns

After about a week, Ron reappeared in class, but his legs were still in good condition, but he looked much more energetic.

He could only walk to and from get out of class on crutches, with Hermione and Harry supporting him.

After a day of classes, they finally returned to the Gryffindor lounge. Ron sat down on the sofa, as if he was liberated, and threw his crutches to the ground with his hands down.

"Huh, Merlin's chest hair, why is it so tiring to use a cane?" He collapsed on the sofa and kept breathing.

Hermione very thoughtfully brought him a glass of water.

"Oh, thank you." Ron thanked him and drank it in one gulp.

"You're welcome." Hermione refilled the water and put it in his hand so that Ron could pick it up and drink it.

Harry sat next to them and looked at them. He hesitated for a moment and pursed his lips.

"Has Ginny said anything to you lately?"

"What did you say?" Ron didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Hermione also shook her head, "She didn't tell me anything else."

Harry was silent for a long time, but he finally opened his mouth, "Remember when Ginny was controlled by Voldemort in second grade?"

"Yes, Lockhart was still the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at that time. Hermione admired him, but he turned out to be a liar." Ron's slightly teasing words awakened the dark history in Hermione's heart.

Her face instantly turned red, she stretched out her hand to interrupt him, and said to Harry

"Tell the important point!"

"Ahem" Harry put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, then continued, "Voldemort seems to have found Sansaro, in the library."

"What? Did the mysterious man want to petrify her?" Ron picked up the strange-flavored jelly beans at hand and stuffed one into his mouth and asked.

"I don't know." Harry shrugged. "After Sirius left, Dumbledore also hinted that we should stay away from Sansaro."

Hermione held the water glass, looked at Ron's slightly surprised eyes, and nodded, "But he didn't say it clearly, he just said that he didn't see Sansaro in the castle last night."

"What kind of hint is this? Hiss!" Ron gasped, completely unable to understand what he meant. At the same time, because the movement was a bit too big, the wound on his leg was slightly torn.

"Slow down, don't get excited, Ron." Hermione frowned, and when Ron's expression was no longer so painful, she looked at the two of them and said tentatively.

"Actually, at some point, I felt that Sansaro was a little different, like another person. My words might have been inappropriate, but really, she seemed to have been hiding something."

Ron was a little doubtful of her words, "Hermione, to be honest, you don't say that because you are jealous that her grades are better than yours. We all know that you care about this."

"I didn't! Ron" Hermione was a little angry in her heart, but the next second she fell silent and asked herself in her mind, was she really saying this out of jealousy?

Harry looked out the window at the blue sky and the various shapes of white clouds pushed by the wind, and an ominous feeling took root and spread in his heart.

"It's strange that her name can't be seen on the Marauder's Map, and after you left that day, Trelawney said some very strange things..."

"what?"

.....

The end-of-semester exams came soon, and as expected, Sansaro was still first in the grade, and also ranked first in all the subjects she studied.

Her sparkling, humble and elegant appearance makes everyone crazy about her.

Apart from

At the end-of-semester dinner, Sansaro felt Dumbledore's falling eyes, and she raised a faint smile at the corner of the old man's mouth.

The three saviors haven't come to see me for a while. It seems that they still have some doubts, but isn't this a matter of time?

Sansaro smiled and put the small pieces of steak that Theodore had cut into his mouth.

But what's interesting is that when they left Hogwarts, the Thestrals reappeared. It seemed that Dumbledore hired a group of them from nowhere.

But my own Thestral colony is completely enough, and there will be a few new members this year.

The scarlet train was running fast on the track, pulling out a long line of white smoke.

In the Slytherin carriage, Astoria tried her best to suppress her excitement and asked cautiously.

"Are you really not going?"

Sansaro and Theodore sat opposite her, a faint smile appeared on the girl's pale face

"Neither Theodore nor I have any interest in the Quidditch World Cup."

"I think it's quite interesting. Maybe I will join the Quidditch team next semester."

At this time Draco sat down next to Astoria.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, staring at her.

"To talk about the World Cup, my mother will probably take me and my sister there."

Astoria said, she couldn't stand Pansy's staring eyes from behind, but she had no intention of avoiding it.

Draco became very excited instantly, and he looked at them happily

"Are you going too? We can come together. My dad has already obtained the tickets. The best seats are still given to us by Fudge."

His expression was very proud.

"We've never been interested in that," Theodore said calmly, because he will most likely spend a lot of time with the girl next to him this summer vacation.

As for Quidditch? What is that.

"That's a world-class competition." Draco had some disbelief on his face. "Aren't you going? There are many people there, including people from the Ministry of Magic of other countries."

"It depends on the time, we may still have something to do at that time." Sansaro responded calmly, leaning lazily on Theodore's shoulder without any scruples.

"Are you two really together?" Seeing their actions, Daphne poked her head out from behind and asked with her eyes wide open.

"Don't ask such a stupid question, Daphne." Theodore's eyes showed joy, but on the surface he still raised his hand and put his arm around Sansaro's shoulders in front of the emotionless humanoid sofa.

This intimate gesture made their relationship clear at a glance.

Although Draco had expected it, he was still caught off guard and turned pale. After a long time, he slowly spoke out like a robot in disrepair.

"Oh, okay then"

The entire journey was speechless.

After arriving at the station, Sansaro said goodbye to Theodore and Astoria and returned directly to the manor.

Dusava put all the important reports from the past few days on the mahogany table in the study room. Among them, the thin sheets in the middle were the information Sansaro asked her to investigate about Horcruxes last semester.

There are very few, which is enough to show how little known and extremely rare this thing is.

Sansaro watched the content above carefully, which probably meant something.

Split the soul and hide part of it in an object outside the body. In this way, even if the body is attacked or destroyed, it will not die because there is still a part of the soul that is not damaged in the world.

Moreover, in order to successfully make a Horcrux, you must murder other people, so that the soul can be split and put into the Horcrux.

If we calculate it this way, the diary is a Horcrux. Is Quirrell in the first grade the original body or the second Horcrux?

Thinking further, it is unknown how many Horcruxes he has made.

Sansaro, who was sitting on a chair with his eyes squinted in thought, suddenly remembered the address of Gaunt's old house that Black Rabbit had found last year.

Little Hangleton....

Maybe it’s time to take a look at it yourself.