HP: The Shadow Returns

From class to lunch, a new student from Gryffindor kept taking pictures of Harry. Draco made a few mocking remarks. Harry seemed to have been depressed for too long because of too many things recently, so he stood up and talked to Draco. Laco squirted.

They were so noisy that they even attracted the professor, but unfortunately, that professor was Snape, and he severely deducted ten points from Gryffindor.

Harry looked extremely angry and left. As he left, he even gave Snape a hard look.

Of course, he was deducted points again.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, Sansaro determined that Lockhart was a stupid idiot. He thought that although he was dressed in colorful clothes, he could be invited by Dumbledore and should be considered a somewhat capable person.

At least he should be on par with Quirrell.

But the content of his class is

First, he listened to Lockhart talk nonsense about his own honor for half the class, and then he had to fill out a three-page quiz about him.

"Is there something wrong with his mind?" Draco boredly folded the test paper in front of him into a paper crane.

"This is a waste of time." Theodore didn't move. He didn't even pick up the pen on the table.

Lockhart noticed how Slytherin ignored him. What a bunch of spoiled children, he thought with a perfect smile on his face.

Half an hour later, he put away the test paper and checked it again, and found that a student named Hermione got full marks.

"Who is Hermione Granger? What a good boy! Twenty points for Gryffindor!"

Draco rolled his eyes, and Sansaro looked at Hermione's blushing face after being praised. She had no intention of speaking, and just gently pulled Theodore's sleeve to let him come closer.

Then she leaned against him gently.

But because of the misalignment of the movements, this doesn't look obvious at all.

Theodore held her in his arms secretly, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the fluttering eyelashes behind her glasses, and his heart beat loudly.

"Very good, very good. Next we are dealing with a very dangerous thing! Everyone, look here!"

Lockhart mysteriously took out a cage covered with a black cloth. He suddenly opened it, revealing the Cornish elf inside.

She felt Theodore's chest rising and falling against her back, and he seemed to be smiling, but it was certainly not a kind smile, because she also had great contempt for Lockhart from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at their contemptuous and indifferent expressions, Lockhart felt embarrassed for the first time in his career.

He coughed and said loudly, "Okay, let's get down to business, today we are going to fight the Cornish elves! They are very evil and like to play tricks."

As Lockhart slowly opened the cage, all these dark purple-skinned elves flew out. They dragged the students' clothes, made screaming sounds, and tore the wallpaper on the wall. Suddenly the classroom became chaotic. .

Sansaro frowned as Lockhart waved his wand, but of course it had no effect.

He immediately covered his head with his robe and ran out in despair.

Seeing these elves doing evil everywhere, Sansaro took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and raised the wand in her hand.

"All settled"

In an instant, these little elves were frozen in the air and then thrown into the cage one by one.

Lockhart, who was lying on the window, saw that the problem was solved. He dragged his colorful robe, arranged his hair, walked into the classroom with elegant steps, and showed his signature smile to the students.

"Oh, good, you have lived up to my expectations. Ten points for Slytherin, right, Miss Nasitan? You are really talented."

Ron in the corner rolled his eyes and whispered, "Merlin, why is this guy still here?"

Lockhart tried his best to save his face. He dragged Harry, who was still confused, to the podium and said proudly.

"Look, Harry and I, I think this is going to be a new series for me"

.....

At night, Sansaro came to the place where the giant snake was through the shadows. In the darkness, she saw that this was a large sewer. The surrounding passages led to all parts of the castle. There was a huge human head carved on the wall at the end. Snake-haired statue.

The mouth of the statue is also a circular passage. It looks messy and unclean. She frowned and said sternly.

"come out"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of skin rubbing against the ground became louder and louder, and a huge snake with a dark body slid out from the mouth of the statue.

Fides, Baka, and Manna seemed to sense something. They slowly emerged from the black mist and surrounded Sansaro. They all stared at the basilisk in front of them that was as big as them.

They made low growling noises from their mouths in an attempt to communicate with it.

"Are you Salazar Slytherin's pet? Are you staying here to facilitate his descendants so that you can purify the school and eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic...?"

Sansaro raised his head slightly, and the three snakes twisted their bodies forward and kept looking at the basilisk. The difference between them was obvious, in terms of color and scale size, and the shape of the head and teeth could also tell that the species were different.

"As long as a creature looks directly into your eyes, it will die instantly, and indirectly it will be petrified...?" Then why were she and the three snakes okay?

It's like this again.... It's like the Philosopher's Stone will only appear in the hands of those who don't desire it....

Sansaro raised his hand and asked Fides to randomly grab a rabbit from the Forbidden Forest and put it in front of the Basilisk. Sure enough, the rabbit that was still alive and kicking just now died when it looked directly into the Basilisk's eyes.

She looked coldly at the rabbit corpse on the ground without saying a word.

"Parseltongue...."

The deep darkness of the night disappeared with the cool breeze. The British weather in October has gradually turned cooler, and Sansaro did not feel much discomfort this year.

It's the magic stone, which is constantly replenishing her energy.

She suddenly realized that the strength of her body seemed to be determined by the energy of the black mist. As its energy became more abundant, her physical fitness would become stronger.

If it is consumed cleanly....

On Saturday morning, Sansaro came to the Astronomical Tower alone and stood under the bright sunshine. The strands of hair beside her ears were drifting in the wind. She raised her eyes and looked at the Forbidden Forest in the distance, holding hands silently. Clenched his fists.

Suddenly, she saw two waves of people facing each other on the Quidditch pitch. The shining platinum heads didn't know what they were saying. Ron suddenly took out his wand from his pocket.

But the next second he flew out on his own.

Seeing the two of them helping Ron towards Hagrid's hut, Sansaro raised the corners of his mouth slightly and turned around to leave the astronomy tower.

"vomit...."

"He keeps spitting out slugs." Hermione wiped the mucus from Ron's mouth with tears in her eyes.

Harry accidentally stepped on the vomited slug, and his expression tightened: "We must take him to Hagrid quickly, brother, you should get a new wand."

Ron's face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

"What's going on?"

Following the sound, they saw Sansaro coming towards them.

"He...he..." Hermione couldn't explain clearly through sobs.

"Who cast the spell on him?" Sansaro asked, looking at the slimy slugs crawling around on the ground with concern.

"Uh...it's him"

Looking at Hermione's pleading look, the girl shook her head helplessly, "The slug curse can only be solved by the caster himself, or he can wait for the spell time to pass."

Seeing the anxious look of the two of them, Sansaro took out his magic wand and said, "I can only find a way to make him better."

"Thank you, please...please give it to him," said Hermione, who was crying on the side. The way she looked at Ron seemed a little different.

"Okay, the power of the spell is reduced." Sansaro pointed the long tip of his staff and recited the spell to Ron, and his complexion immediately improved a lot.

"Sansaro, are we going to Hagrid's hut together?" Harry asked looking at her.

"Let's go, let me see if I can help." Sansaro walked up and followed them as if he didn't know anything, and asked, "What happened?"

"Malfoy..." Harry said with hatred on his face, "He used his privileges to join the Quidditch team, and he called Hermione a Mudblood."

Sansaro's expression became a little serious, "That's not a good title."