HP: The Shadow Returns

She and Theodore looked at each other at last, and Moody turned and led him away.

"That's strange. What does he want Theodore to do?"

"Who do you want?" Astoria came out from the side and hugged Draco's arm, and the two started chatting enthusiastically.

But now Sansaro half-squinted her eyes, and she seemed to see something interesting outside the castle through the glass.

"I'm going out to think of a way to clear the level. You guys should go back first." After that, she handed the homework in her hand to Astoria and said, "Thank you."

"Oh, you're welcome. We'll be at Black Lake at two o'clock in the afternoon. Don't forget."

"rest assured"

With a smile on her face, Sansaro turned and left from another corridor. The faint shadow of the dead tree outside the corridor fell on her from time to time, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth gradually disappeared.

Barty Crouch Sr., what are you doing wandering around alone? It looked very strange... It was like a cold light flashed in her eyes, an Imperius Curse.

"Where are you going?"

Halfway through, Moody's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Sansaro slowly turned around and looked at the stairs to the side.

"Library, Professor"

Moody's scarred face looked so ferocious. He took another swig of the potion from the flask and looked at the smile on the girl's face that was full of distrust.

"It's best not to be in the Forbidden Forest. Since the five dragons were lost, the Ministry of Magic has not allowed anyone to enter. If you don't want to travel to Azkaban, you should understand."

"Of course, Slytherin has always abided by the law." Sansaro bowed respectfully. "In that case, I will leave first. Goodbye, Professor Moody."

After Sansaro walked up the stairs and disappeared into the darkness, Moody was still staring there. He took out the Marauder's Map from his pocket, and the empty names on it made his eyes become sharp.

"Nahitan is really full of secrets."

In the library, Sansaro can always feel that Moody is following behind him. Is he so vigilant? Is he really afraid that he will find something? Barty Crouch Jr. probably has this identity.

He was probably the one who left the Dark Devil's mark on the Quidditch World Cup.

Even if there are some deviations, it should not be much different. As for Theodore, his current situation should be pretty good. No matter how arrogant Fake Moody is, he should not dare to openly design students.

Besides, they were all related to Death Eaters.

In the library, she saw the three people who were tiredly searching for information. She walked up with a smile on her face and greeted them.

"Hermione, Harry, Ron, what are you looking for? Is it about the competition?"

"Almost." Hermione raised her hand to greet her, pinched the book in her hand, and subconsciously moved further away from Sansaro. Of course she noticed these small movements.

There was a trace of frustration between his eyebrows, but he still maintained a gentle smile on his face. "It doesn't sound easy to hold on underwater for an hour."

"Yes, but if it were you, there must still be many ways." Ron was languid holding the golden egg in his hand. It seemed that they had spent a lot of time in the library.

"That's not necessarily the case. Karkaroff convinced several other judges not to use external forces." Sansaro lowered his eyes, a cloud of worry gathered between his eyebrows.

"I'm worried too."

"Huh..." The book in front of Harry had been turned over several times. He raised his messy head and looked at the person who felt the same.

"That's so unfortunate."

"Yeah...do you still dream about that nightmare?" Sansaro looked at the black and blue under his eyes and asked in a low voice with concern.

"cough cough"

Hermione deliberately coughed a few times to interrupt the conversation between the two.

"What's wrong with you? Are you dancing with Krum?" Ron teased maliciously while holding the golden egg.

"Hey! Stop talking about this!" Her expression became a little angry and confused, but she still turned around and apologized to the two of them.

"Sorry to interrupt you."

Sansaro could see that she was special and didn't want the savior to reveal the news? She bent her eyes and spoke softly, "It doesn't matter. You should pay attention to your body. It's been really cold recently."

"Oh, of course, thank you." Hermione touched her arm uncomfortably.

"I'm interrupting your discussion." Moody appeared from behind again. "Professor McGonagall wants you to go to his office."

When Harry started to stand up, Moody interrupted, "Without you it's just Weasley and Granger."

"But the second project is only a few hours away from starting" Hermione looked very confused.

"Of course, Harry Potter should be ready. Go get a good sleep and come with me."

After that, Moody took the two of them away. As he left, Hermione winked at Harry desperately, telling him not to continue talking.

I don’t know if the savior can understand it anymore, but there is a hint of understanding in Sansaro’s dark eyes. She seems to understand what the so-called treasure is.

"You look like you haven't been sleeping well lately." Sansaro immediately changed his strategy, pulled up a bench, and leaned very close to Harry.

"Ah, maybe, it's just because of the competition." He looked at the girl and sighed.

"Then you have to rest well. As I said at the beginning, it won't matter even if you lose. There are three contestants in Hogwarts." Sansaro said with a smile as he approached.

"Yeah, maybe I'm too pushy." A smile appeared on Harry's face, and his eyes fell on the engagement ring on her hand.

"Seriously, do you really like Nott?"

Sansaro was stunned for a second. "He is very good to me. I haven't cared so much since I was born. He makes me feel very warm."

Harry looked at her loving eyes and nodded, "Congratulations."

"I'm sorry that the tone he spoke to you may have offended you." A trace of guilt appeared on Sansaro's face, just like when he was in Hagrid's hut in the second grade.

"No, that has nothing to do with you, you know." Harry was a little confused. "You are my good friend, you have been since the first grade, haven't you."

"Yes, we are still being calculated into this competition together." A smile appeared on the girl's face. "Sometimes we really look alike."

"yes...."

Harry also laughed, and his mood was obviously much better. Then Sansaro held his hand with concern, and the cool feeling made him shiver.

"That dream, as I said at the beginning, are you still suffering from it?"

Harry pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment. He finally nodded heavily, "It's just like what I described to you. His content hasn't changed. Isn't it strange?"

There was a dark light in her eyes, she shook her head gently and sighed

"Yeah... I really hope these weird things can end soon. The school has been uneasy these past few years."

"I hope so too." Harry seemed to have remembered something, and his fair face became more and more filled with a joyful smile.

"Don't worry, we will all have a home in the future, a real, caring home."

The two people's eyes met. Sansaro smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, we will all have a family."

The warm dusk-like halo of the library shone on them, but the part belonging to Sansaro was blocked by the bookshelf, and only the Savior was bathed in the light.

The hands they held were like the dividing line between light and dark, completely isolating the two of them.