HP: The Shadow Returns

Although it is a bit troublesome, it is better than safety. The Ministry of Magic has been trying to track her location, but because they are separated from England by a sea, their progress is not fast.

The name "Quina" is still a bit loud.

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The next day, she got up early and got dressed. She came to the hall and spoke to Dusawa who was holding hot tea without looking back.

"I'll be back tonight"

Dusawa bent down slightly, holding the tea set by his side with both hands. "Your clothes have been ironed."

"Um"

Sansaro got dressed neatly, raised her hand to take the glasses on the table and put them on. When she was about to leave, she paused and looked meaningfully at the girl in a white dress.

"If there's something you want to do, just do it."

Hearing this, Dusava raised her eyes, revealing her cold red phoenix eyes, and answered calmly.

"Thank you"

.....

Knott Manor is in Peterborough, England, which is still some distance away.

It took Sansaro more than half an hour to arrive at Knott Manor. From the outside, it didn't look as luxurious as the Malfoys' house, but the low-end luxury and magnificence of the items here could still be seen from the decoration of some small details. ,unusual.

"Father is not here. He went to the Ministry of Magic today."

Theodore stood at the door with his hands in his pockets to greet Sansaro. He was dressed very casually today, with a white shirt and a pair of khaki ribbed trousers, which made him look very attractive.

Although it was different from the banquet that day, it still looked good.

"Really? Uncle is really busy. Has anything big happened in the Ministry of Magic recently?"

"It's nothing, it's just those idiots, you know, they said there was a lack of funds, it's ridiculous..."

The two of them were chatting and walking side by side into the manor. Almost everyone knew that the Ministry of Magic was rotten, especially in the pure-blood circle. This was an indisputable fact. As long as they were given a small amount of money, they would become as dejected as mice. slipped away.

During this period, Sansaro also discovered that the front garden of Nott's house was made up of a maze. It was really interesting, and maybe he could learn from it.

Coming inside the house, there were dark curtains everywhere, which blocked most of the light. Almost every place, except the corridor, was dark.

There is an air of depression everywhere.

"Why are these hangings hung here?" she asked, looking at Theodore.

He looked calm, "They have been here since my mother died, and my father has no intention of taking them off."

Sansaro couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, as if he had long accepted the reality that death might no longer be painful or itchy.

But she still remembered the disgusted look in the boy's eyes when he saw Yeqi.

"So this is why you can see the Thestral?"

"also?"

Theodore keenly grasped the key point of the words. He frowned and said, "Only those who have seen death can see the Thestral."

"Yeah, seeing death"

Sansaro's eyebrows were still smiling, but she seemed a little shuddering at this moment. Seeing her expression, Theodore straightened his lip line expressionlessly and did not ask any further questions.

Just as he leaned a little closer, Sansaro also took advantage of the situation and took his arm affectionately.

"That's not important. I want to see those things."

"Okay, I've asked Coco to sort everything out in advance."

"Coco? A house elf?"

"Um"

Sansaro chuckled with satisfaction, then leaned against Theodore softly and bonelessly, and said lazily

"You know, I like your serious attitude the most, Theodore."

Yes, I know... Theodore glanced sideways at the trembling eyelashes behind the girl's spectacle frames, and various complicated emotions were intertwined in his heart.

The library of the Nott family is several times larger than that of the Cedric family. It is even comparable to the library of Hogwarts, perhaps even with the restricted book section.

On the huge black dragon-skin mahogany table in the center are two tall piles of books, both large and small, but they all look older.

Among the books that Sansaro stepped forward to read, the first step was the book about the Obscurus, J. K. Rowling.

She read page after page seriously, not even paying much attention to the juice Theodore handed her.

Theodore looked at the girl's expressionless profile. He put the juice aside and helped to look through it.

It took me a while and I read several books in a row.

Sansaro found that these books did explain how the Obscurus came into being, the dangers of the Obscurus, and his relationship with the host.

The most important thing is that their life span is extremely short, usually less than ten years old.

But there is nothing in it that has anything to do with him, except for the black mist.

Then I should have nothing to do with Mogu Ran, so who is she?

An inexplicable feeling of anxiety surged into Sansaro's heart. Did he not have parents? Those two people who abandoned themselves were absolute losers.

At the same time, something that she had overheard while the nuns were chatting suddenly came to her mind. They were smoking in the bathroom, which was full of smoke and very choking.

"The girl with green eyes?"

"You mean her? Ha, you definitely won't be interested."

"She was thrown in front of the monastery in the ice and snow, with nothing on her body. Who knows which prostitute gave birth to her while they were sleeping together."

"Just a pretty little bastard."

"No one has ever come to visit her, which is fitting for her mother's status as a prostitute. Which prostitute comes back here to recognize her daughter?"

"Ha ha ha ha"

......

In an instant, waves of acupuncture-like pain suddenly appeared in his head. Sansaro stopped recalling, closed the book in front of him forcefully, and rubbed his temples with cold eyes.

"Didn't you find what you were looking for?" Theodore stopped all his movements when he saw this, and asked with concerned eyes.

"Obviously, no"

Sansaro's lips moved slightly, without raising her eyelids, and she said coolly.

He pursed his lips and thoughtfully handed over the citrus juice. "Whatever are you looking for? I'll help you."

"You can't help me, Theodore." Sansaro immediately raised her hand and refused sharply. She leaned on the table and turned her head to look at him. Her dark eyes were filled with an extremely violent black energy due to irritability.

"There's nothing I want here, and there can't be anything I want."

The unabashed irritability and paranoia in his words made Theodore widen his eyes in silence, and he couldn't help but pause. He had never seen a girl show such a side, because she had never shown such emotions in front of anyone. .

Normally, she is an extremely perfect person.

Sansaro also realized that her emotions were a little out of control. She frowned, turned her face away and said nothing. Why couldn't she control herself when she was involved in this?

Just when she was feeling restless, a sudden warmth covered the back of her hand, and Sansaro raised his head with squinted eyes.

The sunshine outside the window was just right. Theodore leaned forward, holding the chair with one hand. His chest was very close. Under the light, Sansaro could even see the fine hair on his face clearly. Stare at yourself with those blue, diamond-like eyes.

With a serious look on his face, he slowly brought his fingers back together and clasped them tightly through his own fingers.

"Don't worry, we'll find it."

Sansaro didn't know what she was feeling in her heart, but she felt that the irritability and messy words gradually disappeared. She stared at Theodore's expression for a while before blinking and regaining consciousness.

"Um"

From the corner of his eye, he looked at the hands that were tightly clasped by him. Although this was not the first time they held hands, this time they felt inexplicably hot.

Really....

She did not continue to think about it because she didn't know what words to use to describe it. She quickly adjusted her expression, Sansaro took out her hand and said lightly

"Thank you. Speaking of which, I want you to see this family's symbol. Maybe you recognize it."