HP: The Shadow Returns

"Oh, yes, I...I want to talk to you" Harry said decisively, but his expression looked a little uneasy.

"Of course, of course." Sansaro handed the thing in his hand to Theodore behind him and whispered, "I'll be back in a while."

He didn't ask any more questions, just hummed, and then he glanced at the three of them coldly and left with Draco.

Sansaro turned her head gently and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Let's change places," Hermione breathed out. She was obviously very disgusted with Draco, and the expression on her face relaxed a lot after the young master left.

Several people came to the door of the abandoned bathroom on the second floor. The place was very shabby and almost no one came there.

"Sansaro, do you know what Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is?" Harry looked a little anxious, as if he wanted to know something from this question.

"Secret room?" Sansaro raised her eyebrows, she thought to herself, it seems that the three of them don't have any useful clues at the moment.

"Professor McGonagall should have said something this morning. It's probably similar to what she said. They're all just legends."

"What about them? Did Malfoy and the others say more about the Chamber of Secrets?" Harry asked anxiously, because he was almost squeezing into Sansaro.

Hermione stepped forward in time and pulled him away, and said seriously, "Harry, calm down, maybe you just heard wrong."

"You heard that wrong? What did you hear?" Sansaro immediately noticed the point. She approached the savior and asked.

"It's just some weird noises that neither Hermione nor I heard." Ron behind him leaned against the wall and shrugged.

"Then, what kind of strange sound is it?" Sansaro continued to ask.

Harry recalled extremely irritably, "There were people in the wall, saying kill... or something..."

Sansaro was a little stunned. Are the descendants of Slytherin everywhere now? Has Parseltongue become ubiquitous? Not to mention that both Parseltongues might be from Gryffindor.

Hermione saw the slight change in Sansaro's expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." She calmed down her emotions, shook her head slowly, looked at the messy Harry calmly and said, "You know it's not a good thing to hear strange noises in the wizarding world."

A strange feeling arose in Hermione's heart again, but it left just as quickly as it came.

She calmed down and said, "Yes, that's what I said too."

Sansaro raised her eyelids, and after a moment, she turned her eyes to Ron behind her.

"How is your sister, Ginny Weasley, doing? I saw her alone in the library that day, looking a little lonely."

"Ginny?" Ron had an irritated expression on his face. "I don't know why, but she hasn't talked to our brothers since the beginning of school. It seems that we are annoying her."

"However, she asked me about you some time ago."

Sansa Luo raised her eyebrows, feeling that things were not simple.

"me?"

"Yeah, she asked you if you were my friend or something. I don't know what she meant," Ron curled his lips.

She opened her lips slightly and nodded clearly, "Maybe, she wants to get to know me."

"Little girls are like this," Hermione interjected from the side.

Finally, Sansaro told them some insignificant things about the secret room before leaving.

"The Chamber of Secrets was built by Salazar Slytherin after a dispute with the other founders of Hogwarts over the acceptance of Muggle-born students. Legend has it that the chamber could only be opened by the heir of Slytherin, who could speak snakes Only those who have a good accent can enter the entrance to the secret room."

"I heard from Draco that this secret room was opened 50 years ago, and a Muggle girl died at that time."

"And I heard that the monsters in the secret room will only kill wizards with impure blood."

"You and I both have to be careful, Hermione."

...

Surprisingly, on the way back alone, Sansaro once again saw Ginny in a deep corridor, but this time she looked very cautious and kept looking around as if she was guarding against something.

She was holding something in her hand, which should be the notebook, Sansaro thought.

She leaned against the wall and approached slowly until she heard Ginny chattering in the deserted corner.

Who is she talking to?

"My brother, they won't understand, you know..."

Ginny sounded very nervous and talked a lot, but it was just about the trivial dissatisfaction in her life and her secret love for the savior Harry Potter.

"But why do you have to come here? You should know that I don't like..."

After listening to her venting her emotions, it suddenly became quiet after a while, and the quiet air was very strange.

Something is very wrong

Sansaro, who was eavesdropping with lowered eyes, was still considering whether to get closer and listen, but the next second, Ginny's smiling voice appeared in front of her, and she subconsciously raised her head and tensed her body.

Ginny smiled and looked directly at herself with her brown eyes.

"Miss Nashitan, what are you doing here?"

"Miss Weasley"

Sansaro was a little surprised, but soon a smile appeared on her face, "I was just passing by. You seem to be troubled by something. Do you need help?"

Ginny just looked at herself quietly, she burst out laughing, and slowly took a few steps to walk in front of her.

Then he leaned close and whispered in Sansaro's ear

"You will definitely help me if needed, right?"

"If it's within my ability." Sansaro looked down at Ginny and said with a smile.

She looked at herself, her probing eyes hot and sharp. Ginny raised her hand and touched the Slytherin badge on her collar and said softly.

"It won't be too difficult for you. I think we can become friends, right?"

This is definitely not Ginny. Sansaro looked at the red-haired girl in front of her who seemed to have a completely different personality. She immediately changed her strategy and approached Ginny. She lowered her voice and asked in an extremely oppressive tone.

"You should know who I am. You are not Ginny. You were the one who let that snake out."

But who would have expected that the identity would suddenly change?

"Ginny" directly grasped Sansaro's arm. She forcefully pulled her body towards her with an unknown smile on her face.

"Yeah, what about you? You are a Parseltongue, right? Don't you want to know about your family, your father and your mother?"

Sansaro's eyes suddenly turned dark when she heard this. She threw Ginny's hand away and said coldly.

"I don't need to know that much, and I don't look up to my so-called parents. They are just losers."

"Ha" a strange sneer came from her throat, and then she said something that Sansaro didn't understand: "I agree with you, they are indeed losers!"

"Do you know them?" Sansaro was lost in thought, she asked with her eyebrows raised.

"certainly"

Then she grabbed Sansaro's arm very forcefully, dragged the girl to an extremely hidden place with great strength, and then pushed Sansaro against the wall with a flick of her arm.

As for why she didn't resist, the more reason was that she wanted to hear what else this person knew, but what happened next seemed to be out of her control.

"Ginny's" expression immediately became a little crazy, and her eyes flashed red as if she was expecting something.

"Not only do I know them, I also know your real name, I also know what you like best, and I also know your eyes..."

"It should be green."

She quickly raised her hand and took off Sansaro's glasses from the bridge of her nose, revealing her gorgeous face with shimmering emerald-like pupils.

Sansaro leaned her back against the wall, looking at her with wide eyes and an extremely cold look, her breathing almost stopped.

"who are you?"