HP: The Shadow Returns

As soon as Sansaro finished packing and walked out of the lounge, she received an extremely scolding look from Malfoy.

"How dare you not go to the professor's tutoring class?"

Surrounded by several people, Sansaro had a faint smile on his extremely pale face, "I have already explained the situation to Professor Snape."

Malfoy frowned, obviously not quite believing what she said, and he snorted coldly.

"You better be on time tonight"

After saying that, he glanced at Sansaro up and down and left with a few followers in a swagger. He seemed to have seen something interesting on the way and smiled evilly.

It didn't take long for Sansaro to see a panicked Neville.

It's really despicable... She thought casually in her mind, but ignored it and directly avoided it.

Today, Slytherin did not have any classes with Gryffindor. However, during the History of Magic class in the afternoon, several little badgers kept looking here frequently.

Sansaro guessed it was because Cedric was such an influential man, she thought coldly.

Finally, after the day's classes were over, she put away her things with a pale face and came to the door of Snape's office. She raised her hand and gently knocked on the cold and very damp door.

As the door inside opened, Sansaro walked in and discovered that there was not only Malfoy, but also Zabini from their small team. There was also a very thin boy in the corner, with delicate features and as quiet as a rabbit.

When Snape stared at him and wanted to say something sarcastic, Sansaro quickly stepped forward and placed his cauldron opposite them, and then looked at Snape quietly.

The man didn't say anything else, he just snorted coldly.

"Okay, now that everyone who wasted their time has arrived, we can get started."

After he said this, Malfoy laughed inexplicably. Zabini raised his eyebrows and shook his head. The thin boy glanced at a few people and showed no sign at all, as if nothing could attract him. Potion of attention.

"The most important thing when making magic potion is to use the appropriate method..."

Snape held the book and slowly started talking about the key points. From time to time, he would cast his gaze on the four of them, and sometimes he would ask questions unexpectedly.

"Nahitan, what should you pay attention to when mixing scurvy and lovage?"

Sansa Luo had a smile on her brows. It was not in the book, but she knew it.

"Should add more sneezeweed, Professor"

Snape obviously didn't expect her to answer successfully, and he pursed his lips.

"Very good, five points for Slytherin"

Seeing the surprised looks in Malfoy's and the other three's eyes, Sansaro's mouth curved.

Snape then asked them to start practicing,

Sansaro slowly stirred the crucible, and some human grass and white fresh herbs were put in one by one. After a while, smoke curled up from the silver crucible in front of her.

"Knott, three grams of Eske herbal medicine, clockwise, yes, very good"

"Draco, how many times have I told you to press down so you get the perfect powder you want!"

After checking the crucibles of the three of them, he walked around in a circle and came to Sansaro. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the almost perfect pearl spiral pattern lingering in the crucible.

“Perfect bone-building medicine”

His slow and powerful voice attracted the attention of the three of them. They watched Snape praising Sansaro, who had his head lowered. Although they had seen Sansaro's talent in Potions class, it was simple after all. Potion.

Now in comparison, the few of them who are top-notch in potions are like idiots.

Darkness flashed in the eyes of the thin boy Nott, and Draco, who had always been very unconvinced, had nothing to say. After all, he was the godfather whom his father called a potion genius!

"You should try to brew some better potions," Snape continued slowly, "Your raw bone water might be able to sell for a good price in Diagon Alley."

This rating is already very high.

Suddenly he was stunned and seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, Snape continued in a gloomy voice.

"You stay after they leave."

Sansaro secretly raised his eyebrows and replied respectfully.

"Okay, Professor Snape"

He looked at the girl's submissive look and snorted, then turned his head and said coldly to the three people who had been looking here.

"What are you looking at? Your potion is finished? Don't waste my ingredients in vain!"

In this way, it didn't take long for Snape to check the results of the three people. Although they were not extremely good, they were still very good.

When the three of them left, Sansaro noticed that the boy named Nott glanced at her, and she thought that she didn't seem to see him in the Slytherin lounge very often.

Nott is also a pure-blood, but he strangely likes to stay alone in the library quietly.

There were only two of them left in the office, Snape sitting behind his desk chair like a stone statue, his cold eyes illuminated by the faint flame never leaving Sansaro's face.

"Professor....Thank you very much for last night"

After hearing this, Snape blinked his eyes emotionlessly, then sneered and moved his thin lips.

"If you are really grateful to your poor professor, you should stop associating with those idiots in Gryffindor and always remember your identity."

"Dumbledore hopes that I can take more care of you, because your life experience is, yes...a miserable life experience."

His words were full of unconcealed unpleasantness, and the smile on Sansaro's face gradually dissipated, but the slightly curved corners of his lips were still there, making his facial expression look more like a dummy.

"Both of your parents are dead. That's why you should spare no effort to work a hundred times harder than them."

Sansaro looked at Snape's cold face and slightly greasy hair. Her heart was unmoved, and she was even bored, as if she was listening to someone else's story.

Parents and so on... I feel as useless as catkins floating in the air.

"I will convert the potion you brew here into coins of equivalent value and give it to you."

After hearing this, Sansaro raised her head and looked at Snape. She was a little unsure that this was something Snape would do. The man still had that cold expression on his face. He sneered, as if he was laughing at the girl. "Innocent"

"Don't look at me like that. It's just a request from the great white wizard. You really have great love and understand the righteousness, don't you?"

Inexplicably, Sansaro heard a hint of sarcasm, but Snape's expression never changed.

"Thank you, Principal Dumbledore, and you." Her words were full of sincerity, but there was no ripple in the depths of her dark pupils. Sansaro thought about Dumbledore's thoughts in her heart.

"Okay, there is no need to say any more unnecessary words, let's go out! I still have a lot of things to be busy with!"

Sansaro bowed to Snape and slowly exited the office.

As she walked down towards the Slytherin lounge, she carried the cauldron and walked in the dim corridor, constantly guessing.

What does Dumbledore mean? Help yourself privately? Why? Could it be that he discovered something and wanted to use himself for something?

It went like this until night, and she still couldn't figure out the reason.

But this is not necessarily a good thing, but what price do you have to pay to get these benefits?

Cedric, on the other hand, didn't know how to help his timid owl Claire overcome her fear of Slavs. He often brought her some snacks made by Mrs. Diggory and some little girls' pendants.

But as soon as he puts something down, he immediately flies away, which seems a little scary.

He also wanted to go to the Black Lake with Sansaro for a walk on Friday afternoon, but at that time he was still tutoring in Snape's office, so Cedric changed the time to Saturday.

Sansaro did not refuse. After all, this was something that was expected. As the saying goes, it is always best to control people who are overly righteous.

Not to mention using some small tricks.