HP: The Shadow Returns

In an instant, Theodore held her hand firmly, and seeing his clueless and shocked expression, Sansaro had nothing to say, and she knew nothing.

However, her eyes quickly passed over Moody, who stared at her and took a swig of water from the bottle.

The eyes of everyone present turned to her again with Harry Potter, shocked, disbelieving, angry, and deprived of honor.

Draco and others opened their mouths in surprise, but Astoria secretly clenched her fists with joy. She knew that Senior Sister Nasitan would not sit still and wait for death!

Sansaro slowly stood up and walked out with a calm and indifferent smile. Everyone around her made way for her.

"I'm also very confused about this, Professor Dumbledore." She lowered her eyes and quickly glanced at the note in the old man's hand that clearly had her name written on it.

Dumbledore handed them the note, and Harry and Sansaro looked up at each other. They had no choice but to follow the silent but scrutinizing path to the room specially prepared for the warriors.

"Sansaro, what should we do?" Harry was confused at the moment. "We didn't put our names in at all."

"It's happened, Harry, calm down. Since you've been chosen, it's better to follow this path."

Sansaro's tone was terrifyingly calm. Harry followed her inexplicably and suddenly found that he was no longer so anxious.

It's like magic.

"Sansaro? Why are you here too?" Cedric, who was surrounding the fireplace, saw Harry and Sansaro appear. He stood up instantly, his expression becoming very shocked and confused.

"Why does Hogwarts have three warriors?" Fleur's flawless face was full of criticism, and she said with extreme dissatisfaction, "This is not fair."

"We don't know." Harry didn't like her tone. "It's not that good here."

Klum's tall body sat on the sofa and said in his rich and pure voice, "You are cheating."

"We didn't cheat!" Harry frowned. "Don't you understand? We have no idea how we got in."

Sansaro's expression was very calm from beginning to end. "Someone wants us to participate in the competition, Cedric, but we don't know him."

When Cedric opened his mouth worriedly and wanted to say something, the noisy voices were getting closer and closer to them.

It was the professors. Dumbledore walked in front, followed by the principals of the other two schools, and Barty Crouch followed closely behind them with a serious expression.

Sansaro could see the most prominent thing inside, Snape's face as dark as the bottom of a pot. He probably wouldn't increase his workload... After all, she has become a warrior again.

It should be very busy.

"Are you two sure you didn't ask your senior classmates to help you throw your names into the Goblet of Fire?" Dumbledore strode up to them and asked.

"No, Professor, I'm sure of it," Harry defended hastily.

"He cheated!" Madam Maxime obviously didn't believe Harry's story.

"Yes! This is a humiliation to our other warriors!" Karkaroff gritted his teeth, directed at Sansaro to be precise.

"He must be lying!"

"He didn't lie!" Moody's voice suddenly became louder, and he limped to the two of them. "The Goblet of Fire is a magical object with super power. Only a super powerful confusion spell can deceive it."

"There's no way a fourth grader has such power!"

But it was obvious when Moody said this.

The eyes of all the professors at Hogwarts turned to Sansaro. Even though Harry Potter did not have such power, she was not sure. Maybe she had already learned the advanced confusion spell.

As a talented girl, it was indeed difficult for her not to be suspected. Cedric pursed his lips and wanted to say a few words, but was interrupted by Moody.

"You need to do this kind of thing under the eyes of many people, and the success is very slim!"

"There may be some truth to your idea, Mad-Eye!" Karkaroff stopped in front of Moody and growled in a low voice.

"My previous job made me think like a dark wizard. I think you should know it all too well, Karkaroff."

The two faced each other.

Barty Crouch interrupted them as he walked through them, Dumbledore stepped forward and said

"You decide, Barty."

The man's neat gray hair was combed back, and his eyes couldn't stop trembling, maybe because of his old age, or maybe because of something else.

"The rules cannot be changed. It is the choice of the Goblet of Fire. It must be abided by and cannot be changed." He suddenly turned around and said to the two people.

"There is no retreat for Miss Nasitan and Mr. Potter. Starting tonight, five warriors will appear."

Everyone fell silent and looked at the two of them quietly. Sansaro had a smile on his face, while Harry pursed his lips uneasily.

At night, when all creatures were falling asleep, everyone was discussing the two extra warriors this time.

The atmosphere in Gryffindor was very tense. Ron looked at Harry who was sitting by the window in a daze and didn't even want to say a word. Why? He couldn't figure out why Harry didn't tell him this.

Or did he do it on purpose? Deliberately, do you want to monopolize this glory?

"Why don't you tell your best friend? But it doesn't matter, right?" Ron said coldly.

"I don't think of such a thing, Ron." Harry could see that he didn't believe what he said at all, which made him feel a little cold.

After the banquet, almost everyone scorned him. They said he was a liar and that he cheated.

No one objected, including Ron, who listened quietly.

Some people also said Sansa Luo, but those people were quickly surrounded and beaten by a group of Slytherin people. They warned everyone that if such remarks were found again, Slytherin would not attack anyone. Show mercy.

Especially the blonde girl, and Nott.

...

There were many people in the Slytherin lounge at night, but they were all very quiet. Their eyes were focused on the ordinary-looking girl wearing glasses sitting on the sofa.

"They agreed to five warriors?" Astoria's fair and delicate face showed a smile, she was very excited

"You will definitely win! You are stronger than any of them!"

"Someone plotted against her, Astoria! That's the point!" Daphne, who was wearing a nightgown, let out a long breath, spread her hands and said to her sister.

"Who dares to plot against you?" Draco stood next to Astoria with a look of disbelief on his face. "Doesn't he know that you have a good relationship with us?"

"He even plots against the savior, Draco, who is the one Dumbledore wants to protect."

Theodore opened his thin lips slightly and leaned next to Sansaro, holding her hand and stroking it secretly. Uneasiness and anger spread under his calm face.

"When we left the hall, even people within Gryffindor had opinions about the savior." Zabini next to Daphne flashed a sneer on his face, "He will have a hard time in the future."

"Ha" Astoria unconsciously leaned on Draco's shoulder and sneered, "It's really funny, they don't even support their own people, and I have dealt with several idiots who talk too much."

Sansaro's face burned brightly under the calm and beating flames of the fireplace, and the inability to see her face made her look even more elusive and frightened.

She slowly stroked Theodore's waist, and a cruel and sinister arc spread from the corner of her mouth.

"That person will pay the price."