HP: The Shadow Returns

"What's wrong? Sansaro?" Cedric asked, looking at the girl opposite who had been deep in thought for a long time.

Sansaro heard the sound and looked up at him. Their eyes collided, and Cedric suddenly saw a trace of confusion in them.

But it disappeared quickly, so fast that he even felt that he was dazzled.

"Cedric, how much do you know about Obscurus?"

"Oscurans? I heard that they ceased to exist before 1926." Cedric took the page from Sansaro's hand. He looked at it carefully, but he didn't quite understand the relationship between the two.

Sansaluo paused and rubbed his fingertips on the table, "Then do you know J.K. Rowling?"

Cedric stroked his chin with his hand and thought for a while, then recalled

"It is rumored that she was a very powerful witch. No one knows when she was born, and no one knows when she passed away. However, her book has been circulated in the wizarding world as a mainstream theory for more than three hundred years."

Sansaro nodded clearly, crossed his hands on the table and asked Cedric, "Do you know which book of hers this fragment of page comes from?"

The young man shook his head helplessly. "Three hundred years, Sharo, there are very few complete books left, and as far as I know, most of them are about the study of magic."

"Okay" she was a little disappointed.

"Are you interested in the Obscurus?" Cedric asked, placing the pages on the table.

"You have to know that it is a wizard that suppresses magic power, so few people deliberately study this."

"Is it immoral?" Sansaro raised his eyebrows and picked up the broken page that was placed on the table. His brows hidden by the frame were deep and deep, J.K. Rowling... Silently...

Cedric's eyes were a little worried. He always felt that the girl was in a bad state.

I hope I can help her, after all... they are friends, Cedric's hand tightened subconsciously

In the evening, Sansaro returned to the empty dormitory after parting with Cedric. She threw down the bouquet of sunflowers in her hand, then went to the bed and pulled up the window curtains to call out Manna.

"Have you ever heard of...the Obscurus?"

Wrapped in the black mist, Manna tried her best to lift up her thin head and shook it, her deep-set snake eyes revealing some confusion.

Sansaro sat on the bed hugging her knees, her green eyes shining with misty light after taking off her glasses. The black mist enveloped her calm and thin body, complementing the emerald green snake.

"No matter what happens, you will be with me, right, Manna?"

The giant snake clung to her body and answered in the affirmative.

Sansaro caressed Manna's body. She looked up at the cold moonlight outside the glass and took out the yellowed book pages in her pocket.

Yes, she snuck it away.

The Obscurial...J.K.Rowling....

After enjoying another day of rest, a new week is about to begin. It may be Halloween soon, and some rumors have begun to ferment secretly.

Sometimes when Sansaro goes to the classroom, many girls look at her with side eyes, and there are also some quiet and disrespectful discussions.

"Senior Diggory is with her?"

"But she's only in first grade."

"I heard that they have known each other for a long time and are childhood sweethearts."

"Childhood sweetheart? Ha, look at her like that. Those who didn't know would have thought she came from that small village."

...

What's even more troublesome is that on the way to the Transfiguration class, he was blocked by several senior Ravenclaws, including the person who peeped last time.

It could be seen from her pale face and haggard expression that she had not slept well these past few nights.

But it was a bit unexpected.

The savior and Ron appeared from behind and directly blocked the front, and warned them. Although these people left, it could be seen from their faces that they would not give up.

"What is going on? Why is Ravenclaw coming to trouble you?" Harry asked in confusion as the three of them walked to the classroom together.

"It's those rumors, brother, she and Digory knew each other, do you remember, that one from Badger Yard..." Ron's tone became weird, "Senior Boy"

"We are just friends," Sansaro said expressionlessly.

"How could they do this?" Harry pushed open the classroom door angrily, frowning, "Even if it's true, it has nothing to do with them."

"Maybe this is the girl's jealousy?" Ronba smacked his lips and shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with girls." Sansaro put down the book, sat next to Harry, and said calmly, "Some people are born like this, don't you know very well?"

"Yes" Harry immediately showed a look of disgust on his face "Malfoy"

Ron immediately pretended to retching and stuck out his tongue.

But after a while, the real owner appeared. Malfoy turned his head without knowing it, looking for a suitable position for his eldest son. When he saw the three of them, he sneered.

He plopped down directly in the back of the row across from them.

"Look, who are these? The pure-blood traitor Weasley, and Scar-headed Potter who was lucky enough to join the team!" His jealous voice was not suppressed at all, everyone could see Malfoy's affection for Harry. dissatisfied.

"Shut up, you stupid ass Malfoy" Harry turned his head and said back to him unceremoniously.

"Yes, you are just a cowardly, incompetent idiot!" Ron supported.

"Huh?" Malfoy became angry and looked at the people around him, sneering.

"I'm different from people like you who can only afford second-hand robes!"

Sansaro would see such a scene whenever Slytherin and Gryffindor were in class together, and not surprisingly, it would happen every time...

When Professor McGonagall appeared, they became silent again in a tacit understanding, as if they had formed some kind of secret contract.

"Do you remember the three-headed dog we accidentally hit last time?" Harry whispered to Sansaro, and his eyes lit up when he saw the Slav in the girl's arms.

Sansaro raised her eyebrows at him, signaling to continue, and Harry took out the candy.

"We have an idea of ​​what he's guarding." His voice became much lower as Professor McGonagall began to move.

"Do you know about the theft of Gringotts before? It was in the Daily Prophet."

Sansaro thought about it for a moment and seemed to have heard Cedric say it before.

"We suspected that there was a stolen treasure from Gringotts. After class that day, I went to find Hagrid, and he actually raised him. He also named him Luwei, saying it was Dumbledore... .Well!"

Harry straightened up immediately, suppressing his desire to cry out in pain because the Slav had just pecked him.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't notice this. Sansaro's eyes flashed with a dark look, he patted the Slav's head gently and said to Harry

"Sorry, Harry, that's what Slavs do when they like someone."

"Oh, it's okay." Although Harry felt a little hurt, he was still very happy to know the reason.

"Then it has quite a lot of quirks," Ron complained in a low voice, seeming to remember the time when the Slav wanted to eat Scabbers on the train.

"what!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was pecked by the Slav.

Harry could clearly see that the Slav was really expressing his love for him just now. Compared with Ron's current appearance, it was as if he had not exerted any effort just now.

"Mr. Weasley!" Professor McGonagall frowned seriously and turned around.

"It's over." Ron swallowed, stood up slowly with a smile.