HP: The Shadow Returns

The following Saturday, the little wizards immersed themselves in a relaxing environment without classes.

Sansaro dressed up early and went to the Black Lake for an appointment. When she approached, she found that Cedric was already waiting here. He was holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers and there seemed to be a blush behind his ears caused by the cold wind. .

"Good morning, Sansaro, how have you been these days?" There was a gentle smile on his face, and his gray eyes looked directly at the girl whose face was hidden in the thick scarf.

"Not bad, Cedric, I've been waiting for a long time."

"No, not really, give it."

He smiled and handed a few exquisitely packaged sunflowers to Sansaro and said, "There are some snacks from my mother in there. She specially asked me to bring you some."

Sansaro slowly raised her hand and took it. "Thank you, Mrs. Diggory. I like her snacks very much."

The two of them walked side by side around the black lake. Sansaro stroked the soft petals of the sunflower in his arms. He didn't know what magic spell Cedric had put on it. Every petal was filled with warmth.

Holding it in his hand, it was like a moving stove. He really put his heart into it, Sansaro thought without any hesitation.

Cedric looked at the faint smile on the corner of the girl's mouth. He hesitated for a moment, then spit out a long line of white mist from his mouth.

"Sansaro, I'm sorry about what happened last time."

"Maybe I didn't do something very well, which caused you to be in a bad mood at the time, but please don't be angry alone. We should communicate together to solve it. I ask for your forgiveness now."

After a long paragraph, there was a long silence.

Sansaro looked at the very sincere and sincere Cedric in front of her in silence. She pursed her lips and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You did nothing wrong..."

Before Sansaro could finish speaking with his eyes lowered, Cedric stopped and said with great disapproval.

"No, Sansaro." There was a rare stubbornness in his words, staring into the girl's eyes. "There must be some reason for you that day. I am sure that I must have done something or said something."

"You haven't written me a letter again, and I want you to know that I'm sorry."

Sansaro looked up at him. The warm winter sunshine scattered on Cedric's tall profile, illuminating his crystal-like eyes and serious look. The black threads on his head were flying like water plants at the bottom of a black lake.

The girl's silence for a long time made Cedric feel a little nervous. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he held Sansaro's hand.

It was cold, Cedric thought, and she was never in good health.

Sansaro opened his eyes wide, and the two looked at each other under the sparkling refracted light of the black lake. The various blushes on the tips of Cedric's ears were mixed, and the girl's dazed look like an owl made his heart beat like As loud as thunder.

"I...."

Sansaro could feel the other person's strangeness, and the boy's temperature was hot and rising.

"I know, Cedric," she said softly with a slight curl in the corner of her mouth.

A smile appeared on Cedric's face immediately after hearing this. She suddenly noticed something and turned her head to look at an inconspicuous bush.

"who!"

Half of the head was vaguely exposed from inside. From the color of the grass next to it, it was obvious that there was more than one person.

She immediately took her hand away.

Cedric soon noticed something strange. He looked at the girl's actions and felt inexplicably angry, but not at Sansaro. He hugged the girl behind him, picked up his wand and pointed it toward the grass.

"come out!"

Following the rustling sound, Sansaro watched as several girls inside walked out very embarrassed.

Surprisingly, there is not only the Badger House, but also Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.

"Uh... hello? We're just passing by." Friya, whom Sansaro met earlier, was also among them, greeting the two of them with a smile.

Cedric looked at them with a very serious face, "Were you just peeping? This is completely wrong. You should understand!"

"I'm sorry, Senior Diggory"

"sorry.."

There were voices of apology for a moment, and this was the first time they had seen Cedric look so angry. After all, Cedric, the usual male god of the Badger Academy, was an excellent senior who was full of reason, talent, and elegant demeanor.

"You should not just apologize to me, but also to Miss Nashitan."

Sansaro immediately felt a few appraising glances and received a few scattered apologies with little sincerity. The only one who was more sincere was Friya.

Sansaro glanced at these girls with a faint smile on his face, and after roughly memorizing their appearance, he whispered to Cedric.

"I'm going to the library first."

"Let's go, I'll come with you." Cedric lowered his head very softly and said to Sansaro, then left side by side with her.

And the girls who were ignored were whispering to each other and they didn't know what they were talking about, but their tone and eyes were not very good after all. Except for Frija, she came here just out of curiosity.

Harsh comments and ridicules were heard in her ears. Freya frowned and left here directly.

At this time, Sansaro was already sitting by the window in the library. She was flipping through the "Encyclopedia of Magical Creatures" in her hand to try to find information about the three-headed dog. Opposite her sat the equally serious Cedric.

For a long time, she looked through half of it but couldn't find what she wanted, but suddenly she heard a sentence coming from the other side

"Sorry, Sharo, it was because of me again that they disrespected you just now."

Sansaro raised her eyes to look at Cedric who looked guilty, and then she smiled gently, "It's not your fault that you are popular."

Her gray pupils were like vortexes in the abyss, lengthening and diluting time and emotion infinitely.

Cedric didn't know what words to say to comfort him, he just looked at the sunflower that was placed in the shadow next to the girl, shrouded in darkness and without luster.

In fact, she also wanted to be as carefree and happy as ordinary girls. The young man secretly clenched his fists.

At this moment, Sansaro didn't know what Cedric was thinking about. Although she didn't find any information about the three-headed dog, she found an old yellowed page deep in the book. She didn't know where it was.

She took it off and slowly opened it, and a disembodied black mist roared in the center of the screen. Sansaro was suddenly startled, and her eyes moved down.

‘Obscurus is a powerful but extremely unstable and difficult-to-control black magic. It moves extremely fast and will...'

After this, some of the text is blurred.

(The Obscurus was formed under very specific circumstances: trauma related to magic use, an inner hatred of one's own magic and a conscious attempt to suppress it.)

—Magic Trailblazer J.K. Rowling–

After reading everything, Sansaro narrowed his eyes, silently? It actually looks exactly like his own black mist.

Are you the silent one?

No, no, Sansaro squeezed the yellowed pages of the book tightly, and suddenly denied it in her heart, but her black mist seemed to be born with her, as if it was a part of her body, and it was not difficult to control.

But their forms are almost identical. She can completely control the black mist to roar, and it can even contain deadly magic power.

Moreover, he can also speak snake language.