HP: The Shadow Returns

"Dumbledore is in trouble. He just needs to step down this semester, and that servant."

On Sunday morning at the long table in the Great Hall, Draco said this loudly without hesitation. At the other long table in Gryffindor, Ron and Hermione kept rolling their eyes.

He seemed to think it was a great thing to be able to target the most powerful white wizard of this century.

"Harry, some people are really self-righteous." Ron frowned and tugged on Harry's sleeve without looking, almost pulling out the spoon that Harry had just put into his mouth.

Harry choked and hurriedly wiped away the soup that spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"That's all he has upbringing. I really don't know how Sansaro can get along with him." Hermione bit the bread in her mouth angrily, and the next second she received a look of disdain from Draco. .

"Please tell me your last words before you are petrified." Draco raised his eyebrows contemptuously. His extremely disrespectful words made Harry extremely angry, and Hermione's face turned pale with anger.

Ron held the half-broken wand in his hand and stood up bravely, "Hey, Malfoy, didn't your mother teach you how to speak?"

Seeing one of their own being bullied, everyone in Gryffindor would definitely not be able to sit still, especially the three Weasley brothers.

"That's nothing compared to your mother. Maybe she won't even remember you exist." Pansy frowned deliberately. That ugly look was the ugliest thing Hermione had ever seen in the world.

"Watch your attitude! Parkinson," Percy Weasley, a Gryffindor prefect and a member of the Weasleys, shouted in great displeasure.

Behind him, the Twins discussed in low voices how to throw the stinky egg into Pansy's clothes.

"How dare you do this? Am I wrong in what I said?" Pansy didn't take Percy seriously at all. She looked at the people around her and let out a sharp laugh.

The atmosphere gradually became stiff. At this moment, Sansaro, who had just returned from the duel venue, walked in side by side with Theodore and Astoria.

Her face seemed a little pale, and her eyes looked a little tired.

"What's going on?" Even so, Sansaro still looked at the few people with a gentle smile.

"It's nothing." Draco smiled and called the three of them over. "They've always been like this, haven't they?"

"What do you mean it's always been like this!" Ron didn't want to let it go so easily, but Hermione next to him grabbed him and whispered, "Sansaro is still here, and this is the lobby, there will be professors coming."

After hearing what Hermione said, Ron tried to calm down his anger and sat down. Harry just got rid of the choking feeling and everything was over.

Sansaro smiled apologetically at a few people, and then sat on the long table.

"How's it going?" After she sat down, almost all the Slytherin wizards gathered around her.

"Sansaro is now at the top of the list, and the second place is far behind her." Astoria raised her palm-sized face and said loudly and proudly.

"The 100 points must belong to us!" Draco immediately showed off loudly.

Surrounded by everyone, Sansaro always had a faint smile on her face. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at Harry, and the tenderness in her eyes immediately solidified.

Why is the diary there?

Theodore noticed the change in Sansaro's eyes. He looked in the direction and saw the savior holding a dilapidated diary and the Muggle next to him talking about something unknown.

After lunch

Sansaro was sitting on the sofa holding a list in the Slytherin lounge, with some exquisite snacks and several cups of expensive hot tea in front of her.

Several people sat together and discussed elective courses for the third grade.

"Muggle studies class? I guarantee that no idiot is willing to learn this kind of thing." Daphne didn't care at all and crossed out the class without hesitation.

Sansaro lowered his eyes and looked at the list of elective courses in his hand.

Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, and the excised Muggle Studies class...

"Ancient magic texts, magical creatures and divination" Sansaro picked up the pen and sketched it casually.

In fact, it doesn't matter to her what she chooses. There are runes teachings in ancient magic patterns, but she had already learned the runes as early as when she was translating. Magical animals and divination...

She chose it at random, but I heard from Snape that if you have the spare time, you can use the time turner to study all subjects.

It doesn't matter whether he learns it or not. What matters is the time turner. A flash of light flashed in Sansaro's eyes, but Dumbledore probably wouldn't give it to him so easily.

"Then let me choose these too." Draco immersed himself in quickly ticking off his course selection list. There was no doubt that everyone else followed her and chose these courses.

As she put the paper down, the Slav flew from outside to her hand with an envelope hanging from his beak.

All voices fell silent.

She opened the blank paper, and the invisible writing inside became visible the moment it came into contact with Sansaro's magic power.

Little Hangleton, England..

A subtle smile suddenly appeared on Sansaro's face. She closed the envelope with satisfaction and raised her lips slightly in front of everyone's gaze.

"When everyone has finished filling out the forms, please give them to me."

...

In the blink of an eye, it was night again, and the twilight covered the crisis hidden in the shadows. Suddenly, the group of Thestrals that had been in the Forbidden Forest disappeared without a trace, and they were not seen again for several days.

Firenze, the only centaur who was closer to the wizard, noticed the abnormality and immediately told Dumbledore about it. He was sitting on a chair with his white beard hanging on his chest.

Dumbledore seemed to be deep in thought. He was as motionless as a dead tree, staring at Firenze without speaking for a long time.

"The Yeqi are the most important part of the Forbidden Forest. If they disappear, some order will be affected." The centaur hesitated for a moment, and finally, he said slowly

"And, I saw the ominous star coming again."

Hearing this, Dumbledore had a slight reaction. He slowly sat up and stared at Firenze.

"Perhaps you could explain it more carefully?"

Firenze's silver-maned hind hooves tapped restlessly on the ground, and his long shining platinum hair hung down on his waist. "I can't say too much, Dumbledore. A wise man like you must understand, Horoscopes are rarely allowed to be revealed.”

Dumbledore stood up. He walked around the table and walked a few steps to face Firenze. He stood on the steps and seemed to be about the same height as the centaurs.

Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard of this century, was actually sincerely pleading with a horseman.

"I really need this news, Firenze." He paused. "Whether the wizarding world is peaceful in the future will definitely affect Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest."

Dumbledore looked at Firenze with burning eyes and said every word.

“No one can survive alone”

Listening to what he said, Firenze's expression became serious. He thought for a moment, raised his hand and used magic to outline two dark lights in the air.

"These two stars once appeared together decades ago, but one of the smaller ones disappeared soon after, but the big one..."

Firenze and Dumbledore looked at each other. They both knew who the star represented. After a brief silence, he continued.

"But more than ten years ago, he suddenly appeared again, constantly devouring the light of other stars at an extremely terrifying speed. He has become very strong now, and I am very sure that he will continue to become stronger. "

"Dumbledore, he is more dangerous than that person. I can only warn you that he is not far from you, right in Hogwarts."

"The shadows are coming back"