HP: The Shadow Returns

"His eyes are as green as freshly pickled toads, and he is as black and handsome as a blackboard. I hope he is mine. He is really handsome and a warrior who conquers the Dark Lord."

Then there was a burst of laughter.

"Harry hahahaha, toad! Hahahaha"

"Who wrote this to you! I've never heard a love letter funnier than this!"

They were the Gryffindor twins. Sansaro saw Harry, who was sandwiched between them, looking dumbfounded. He was so embarrassed that he almost crawled into the ground.

"Look who's here?"

"It's a cute little snake, haha. Oh, there's another one behind her who doesn't like us very much."

Sansaro looked at them with a smile and raised his eyebrows, "You are so popular, savior?"

"Oh, stop teasing me, Sansaro." Harry covered his head and shook his head helplessly, but he looked much better.

"Have you heard?" George, the Weasley twin, said with a wink.

"What did you hear?" Sansaro asked after what he said.

"It's Lockhart. He wants to reopen the dueling club recently," Fred said with his arms crossed, casually kicking away a dwarf who was delivering a message to him.

During this time, Sansaro saw that the Weasley twins had received more than four letters. It seemed that they were quite popular.

"What? Why is he so busy?" Harry immediately frowned in disgust.

Seeing Sansaro's slightly approving expression, he poured the bitter water

"He would ask me to write replies to his suitors almost every night. It was a torture! And I had to listen to him brag about himself."

"That's really unfortunate. To be honest, he doesn't look like a professor."

Weasley hugged Harry and agreed very much with Sansaro's words.

“Who says it’s not?”

"I never thought we would one day agree with a Slytherin."

The last two people said in unison with a smile.

"It's just awesome."

Although Theodore was expressionless at the moment, he felt that his tolerance had almost reached the limit. The smell of these people made him instinctively uncomfortable. Fortunately, at this time, Sansaro was sensitive and took his hand in time.

"Then we have to go to dinner first. Goodbye. You can continue to enjoy the girls' love letter moment." The girl smiled. "But it could also be a boy."

After she said this, the twins lay on Harry's shoulders and looked at their backs while making strange noises from their mouths.

"Oh, Merlin, how could she say that?"

"What boy could fancy me and George?"

Harry felt that it was rare for Sansaro to be so joking, and she seemed pretty good like this.

"Theodore, Duel Club, is it the one I thought of?" Sansaro cut a piece of egg on the plate and asked with squirming lips without looking up.

"If it's the one that was shut down before, maybe, but this time it's Lockhart who presides over it." His meaning is self-evident, Lockhart represents a bad thing in Slytherin.

"But it's a bonus, isn't it?"

Theodore quickly raised his eyes and glanced at Sansaro, then lowered his eyes and said coldly, "The idiots on the Quidditch team, they never satisfy people."

She swallowed the food in her mouth and saw Draco rushing towards her from the corner of her eye. "Although there is nothing wrong with what you said, you should be more tolerant to them. I have never considered placing my hopes for the Academy Cup on others." On the body."

Draco, who had just come over, didn't hear what they were talking about.

He sat down opposite Sansaro, a little dissatisfied with this position, but he had no choice. At this time, there were already people sitting on both sides of the girl. Theodore was on the right, and Daphne's little sister who just entered school this year was on the left.

Astoria Greengrass looked happier when she saw Draco appear.

But Draco didn't notice this. Without covering his butt, he said to several people in an unceremonious tone, "That useless idiot Lockhart wants to open the dueling club. How dare he invite the dean and the duel club?" With him."

"I wonder what's inside his giant head stuffed with robes" Pansy and Daphne followed and took their seats.

Daphne said hello to her sister, who seemed to be on good terms.

"Sansaro, you must be able to join the club, right? After all, you are so strong." Then Daphne stirred the milk in the cup and asked in a slightly expectant tone.

After she asked this question, the ears of those around her also perked up.

It seems that this news is very exciting for Slytherin, who attaches great importance to collective honor and is proud to surpass all houses, especially when he lost the Quidditch match.

"I heard from the dean that finishing first in the final duel will get 100 extra points." Draco became excited thinking about this. He couldn't wait to make up for his mistakes in the Quidditch game.

Maybe this will give Sansaro a completely new impression of him?

But Sansaro didn't think too much about it at the moment. After all, what she wanted most now was the diary.

"If nothing else happens, I will participate." She wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth gracefully.

As soon as these words came out, the Slytherins eating around them straightened their backs and sat up, as if they had already pocketed the 100 points.

Because they firmly believe that no one can fight a round with Sansaro.

However, the newly arrived freshmen didn't know why they trusted and respected Sansaro so much. Even Astoria didn't quite understand. She had only heard about Miss Nasitan from her sister.

A supernatural wizard who can kill a giant monster in his first year...

As she was thinking about it, she couldn't help but glance at Sansaro secretly. That extremely ordinary face had a hint of hidden ambition and absolute dominance.

Astoria felt that she was attracted immediately. She looked at Sansaro's side face intently and wondered why she didn't find her so charming when school started.

However, her move was deadlocked for a long time. Sansaro noticed it and glanced sideways at Astoria. She slightly raised the corner of her mouth and asked slowly.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Astoria felt her heart skip a beat, and she was immediately infatuated with this gentle, calm, and cold voice. Her fair cheeks turned slightly red.

"No, it's nothing."

"She also looks like this at home. She is very dull when eating. She always stares at others like this. She has no aristocratic temperament at all."

Daphne explained anxiously, with some worry in her eyes, fearing that her sister would do something that would offend Sansaro.

But her sister's explanation seemed a bit demeaning to Astoria, especially in the presence of so many people, with Senior Sister Nasitan and Senior Malfoy still looking at her...

With a somewhat autistic personality, she slowly lowered her head.

When Sansaro saw Astoria's attitude, she raised an eyebrow, stretched out her hand to lift Astoria's slightly fleshy chin, looked into those silver-blue eyes and said lightly

"Be confident and don't be affected by her words. You should firmly believe that you deserve the best in the world."

Astoria froze uncontrollably, and in an instant, she blushed from her neck to her face.

Her voice was as low as a mosquito's "Thank you...Senior Nasitan"

Theodore knew that Sansaro was very charming, and this charm was difficult for others to detect.

But Astoria's vision was quite surprising to him. After all, they were both members of the Greengrass family, and Daphne was still hanging out with that idiot Parkinson who didn't wink at all.

Malfoy only noticed this after a long time and due to Sansaro's intentional or unintentional charm.

"I quite like your sister, Daphne," Sansaro said lazily, stroking Astoria's lower lip with his thumb.

"Really...that's so...great..."