HP: The Shadow Returns

"Next, I want to announce a few things!" Dumbledore raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.

"Mr. Longbottom, he bravely stood his ground. This is a symbol of courage. I will give Gryffindor ten points."

"Mr. Ron Weasley, he solved the most difficult chessboard of the century, 50 points from Gryffindor"

"And Miss Granger." Dumbledore's voice paused and then said, "She used her wisdom to help her friends and found a place of salvation. Gryffindor will get another 50 points."

"Mr. Harry Potter"

After he said the name, the entire Slytherin atmosphere became tense. If Gryffindor scored more points, it would overtake Slytherin and defeat their myth of winning seven consecutive House Cups.

Sansaro saw Snape's face suddenly darken.

"He used his courage to prevent an imminent danger, for which he received 60 points for the Gryfino Award"

This time Gryffindor's score completely surpassed that of Slytherin, and almost all the other houses except Slytherin cheered.

Especially the Weasley twins, they even took out fireworks from their pockets, but were stopped by their other brother, Percy Weasley, who was one year above them in an extremely serious manner.

Only one person at the Slytherin table looked calm, as if all this had been expected, and they all turned their attention to her.

"Be patient," Sansaro looked up at Dumbledore and said calmly to the people around him.

"Quiet!"

"Finally, there is Miss Sansaro Nasitan." Dumbledore's eyes flashed, watching everyone's eyes turn to the girl, he said slowly, "You can stand your ground regardless of external factors and protect yourself firmly. My friend, Slytherin gets 15 points!"

"And at the same time, please congratulate her for winning first place in the first grade!"

Hermione was so shocked that she subconsciously covered her mouth and looked at Ron and Harry. She couldn't believe why Dumbledore only gave Sansa Luo 15 points.

She has obviously done a lot, hasn't she? He must understand this.

Sansaro always had a faint smile on her face, and no one could tell what she was thinking.

It's really biased... But this is normal, just like in the past, when nuns and priests gave rewards to the best-behaved children, wouldn't they also choose the ones they like instead of the one that best meets the standards?

In the end, they were still three points behind Gryffindor. A gust of wind blew above their heads, and the tapestry all turned into the golden red color representing Gryffindor.

The Slytherin table was silent. They all looked at the cheering wizards with cold expressions.

Sansaro raised his eyelids and took a deep look at Dumbledore, who still had that amiable smile on his face.

It doesn't matter, she has gained enough.

She was briefly surprised on the surface, but quickly calmed down and ate the food on the plate expressionlessly. However, Sansaro was the first to leave when the banquet was about to end.

Theodore glanced around with a cold expression, slapped the table and stood up, closely following Sansaro's steps, one after the other.

"Ha" Although Draco didn't know the specific situation, he believed that there was a reason for all this.

He glanced at Harry's Gryffindor table with contempt, a strange sneer rising from his throat.

"You should take your time and be proud of yourself."

After he said that, he turned around and walked out, followed closely by Pansy, Zabini, Daphne...

Upon seeing this, Snape also looked coldly, lifted up his large black robe, stood up and left the table.

In the end, there were only a few lonely little wizards left on the Slytherin table who were not very close to the crowd.

"Professor Dumbledore did go a little too far this time." Hermione clutched her sleeves tightly and looked at the door worriedly, shaking her head and whispering.

"But why did he do that?" Harry asked confused as he rubbed his messy hair.

"Who knows? Maybe he doesn't like Slytherin?" Ron frowned and guessed.

Hermione looked at Dumbledore who was silent in the seat with a kind smile on his face, and there were also rustling discussions around him.

It is undoubtedly Slytherin's unsociability and their extremely harsh self-centeredness.

Cedric's expression turned worried.

We walked all the way back to the Slytherin lounge through the downward stairs. There were dozens of people from several grades, and for the first time, Slytherin, which had always been extremely cold, became a little lively.

"The old thing is indeed targeting them. He deliberately added so much to that wretched Muggleborn and her saint friend, and only missed it by three points!" Draco sat down on the sofa, cursing and observing Sansaro. The expression on the face.

This time she tied up the two braids that hung down on her chest. The light from the thick spectacle frames obscured the girl's eyes. She looked very ordinary, but it was even more confusing.

Taking the hot tea from Theodore, Sansaro held it in his hand

"Thank you, but that's the end of the matter, so what if I give up the Academy Cup to Gryffindor?"

She then took a sip of the hot tea in the cup. To be honest, it was simply impossible for Dumbledore to be fair to someone who had already suspected him.

But how did he think it was himself.

Sansaro glanced at the clock on the wall. She stood up and straightened the hem of her robe, and said with a half-smile, "The nearest train will be here soon. Everyone, go pack your things."

.....

A few minutes later, Slytherin students came up from the cellar with their luggage. At this time, people at the dinner party in the hall were also coming out. Some timid students saw them and pulled over.

Sansaro saw Hermione and the others in the crowd. She lowered her eyes and quickly glanced at them. At this time, Theodore stood aside.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's okay," Theodore said calmly, looking sideways at the girl.

Sansaro saw his hidden desire, she chuckled and said nothing.

When he was about to walk out of the castle, Theodore turned his head and gave Cedric, who had been blocked by him in the corner and had been wanting to say hello to Sansaro, an insincere smile.

"That's Nott? He's provoking you! What a brat!" Shalo was angry and wanted to teach him a lesson for the first time. He patted the shoulder of Cedric who was still stunned next to him.

"Brother! You have to let him know that you are not to be trifled with! That kid is almost sticking to Sansaro!"

"But they are already leaving." Cedric looked at the back of the girl who disappeared from sight, and he suddenly felt a little lonely.

Sansaro might really not need him anymore, and his words that day might have been nothing more than comfort.

"Then why don't you hurry up and pack your luggage! Our dormitory is on the first floor!"

Shalo gritted his teeth and shook his dazed friend with hatred, "What are you hesitating about!? Did you hear Sansaro admit that kid?! Go! Cedric Diggory!!!" "