HP: The Shadow Returns

It was over, she swallowed, and sure enough, the next second, Snape said extremely coldly.

"Because Miss Granger ignored the professor, 3 points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"

Before she could pray, Hermione howled inwardly.

The expressions of the other professors were extremely serious. Dumbledore waited for Madam Pomfrey to check Harry's body and confirm that he was fine, then turned around and faced Sansaro and Hermione with the other professors.

The majestic expressions of the professors made Hermione confused. She put away her sadness and subconsciously stayed close to Sansaro next to her.

"Is there anyone else who went with you at that time?" Dumbledore's eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be able to see through everything, and he kept scanning the two of them.

"No, no," nervous Hermione replied confusedly, "I didn't see it."

Sansaro also nodded in time.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward, looked down at her two favorite students and asked again seriously, "Children, are you sure there is really no one else?"

Sansaro and Hermione looked at each other, and she pursed her lips, "We really didn't see anyone else."

"But if you deliberately used something to hide yourself and followed us..." Hermione's tone became uncertain as she was asked again and again.

"But who would do that? What happened?"

Dumbledore narrowed his blue eyes, raised his hand and touched his beard, and after a long time said in a deep voice, "The Sorcerer's Stone is gone."

Sansaro knew that he had been observing the expressions on their faces. As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, she immediately frowned and looked at Hermione aside in disbelief.

Hermione opened her mouth in disbelief on the spot and exclaimed, "How is it possible? Was there anyone else at the scene at that time?"

"Perhaps only Mr. Potter will know what happened when he wakes up." After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, all the professors' eyes focused on Harry lying on the hospital bed.

Because the two of them needed to rest, Madam Pomfrey was very determined to let them leave. Dumbledore also told the two that the matter needed to be kept secret. After Sansaro agreed, he was immediately ruthlessly beaten by Snape. Brought out.

Walking towards the cellar, Sansaro could feel the increasingly cold low air pressure on his body. What should I say right now? she thought.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived in the office and endured almost an hour of irritation and criticism, Snape felt in real time how much he disliked Gryffindor Sansaro.

However, she always listened attentively and humbly acknowledged her mistakes, which made Snape very helpless. In the end, he said harshly

"Miss Nasitan! You should be glad that I don't have the good habit of deducting points from my own academy!"

Then he kicked her out.

Theodore stood at the door of the office and waited for what seemed like a long time. He looked at the girl who came out of the office with a straight face like a poker face.

Sansaro walked forward with his eyes bent, "I'm worrying you again."

He didn't speak or ask, he just stared at the girl's face dimly and raised his hands to hug her tightly.

"Theodore...."

Sansaro was immediately brought to lean against Theodore's chest, and she could very clearly hear his hot and thumping heartbeat, as well as his low, hoarse tone with imperceptible sullenness.

"If you can, please let me know in advance the next time you disappear."

"Will do"

She raised her face and smiled, and Theodore lowered his eyes and gently wiped the remaining dust from her face at the end of her adventure.

"Looks like I have to take a shower first."

Sansaro glanced at the dust on his fingertips and frowned. If she didn't want to attract Dumbledore's attention, she would have given a light tut.

Then they walked side by side to the Slytherin common room.

After cleaning up, Sansaro changed into a white dress and sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace in the lounge with Theodore.

She wore long black hair like brocade, which was soft and smooth and gave off a faint luster under the dim light. It hung quietly on her side, and some of it stuck to Theodore's shoulders.

Because Sansaro was lazily leaning on him, and bursts of fragrance enveloped Theodore like a lost fog. His face remained calm, but his faint eyes never left the girl's cheek.

Sansaro half-squinted her eyes comfortably and stirred the black tea in her hand carelessly. At that time, Snape's words were also somewhat tentative. Sure enough, Dumbledore's first target would doubt him.

Why? Just Slytherin?

The potion level should have been set by Snape, or in other words, all the levels there were participated by these professors, including Quirrell...

Recalling the giant monster's mutilated body, Sansaro's lips straightened invisibly. Where is Voldemort now? Was he really eliminated by the savior?

She put down the tea cup in her hand and gently pressed her fingertips against her temples. It was useless to think so much. For now, she should think about what she could do with the magic stone. After all, it was a stone that could turn stones into gold and make people immortal. of stone.

"Is there a Defense Against the Dark Arts class tomorrow?"

"Yes, in the afternoon." Theodore frowned slightly at her movements and asked, "Do you have a headache?"

"No." The corner of her mouth curled up, and she turned her head slightly to look at Theodore.

“Just a little tired”

a moment of silence

"You'll get hurt if you keep doing this."

He said in a low voice, perhaps thinking of the floating man in black robe that day, Theodore tightened his lips.

"Thank you for worrying about me"

Sansaro turned her face and leaned gently against his shoulder. The face so close at hand was so beautiful that it was hard to refuse.

Theodore suddenly felt as if half of his body was on fire. He lowered his head obediently and remained as nervous as a log. This actually made Sansaro find it very interesting.

"I know what you want to say." She tilted her head and raised her hand to gently pinch the boy's thin lips. "Don't worry, I have a plan -"

Even Sansaro, who was leaning against him, could clearly hear Theodore's pounding heartbeat. She straightened up before she finished speaking.

When the two looked at each other, Theodore's face suddenly turned red. He wanted to run away, escape from here, escape from the girl's sight.

But his body seemed to have a mind of its own, rooted to the sofa and motionless.

Theodore opened his eyes wide, and Sansaro actually raised his hand and put it on his chest! Feeling the soft touch of strength, he seemed to be in a daze as if he had seen something.

He stared intently at her half-exposed pupils and murmured

"What a nice view...."

"Haha——" She chuckled, raised her head and pressed it ambiguously against Theodore's cheek, whispering seductive questions in his ear.

"Like it"

"I....."

Before he could finish speaking, Sansaro stood up and quickly pulled away from him. Theodore was half lying on the sofa. It was obvious that his unexpected ending made him a little confused and his mood was extremely different.

But it wasn't until he saw Draco and the others who came back from the outside after pushing open the door that they knew why.

"Sansaro?" Draco asked doubtfully, and at first sight he saw a girl in a white dress with her hair hanging down, standing quietly and indifferently, as if she was a ghost floating in the air.

Zabini's keen eyes quickly glanced at his slightly messy shirt. As a very precocious man, he was the first to notice the unusual atmosphere here.

In particular, Theodore's obviously disturbed eyes kept staring at them coldly.

However, Sansaro did not give them any more chance to be suspicious. She turned sideways to block their eyes from Theodore, and greeted a few people with a smile.

"It seems that people are almost back. You and others should also talk to each other. The dean asked me to inform everyone that he will be in charge of the Defense Against Dark Arts class for the time being. Please be sure to be on time for class tomorrow."