HP: The Shadow Returns

In the remaining time, the three saviors often came to Sansaro, but she almost always refused. I don't know what Snape had planned, so he stepped up his efforts to make up lessons.

And asked Sansaro to come to Malfoy Manor on a certain day in mid-July. At that time, there was an international potion exchange meeting, and he planned to take Draco and the girl with him.

She was so busy that Theodore couldn't even chat for two words a day before moving on to the next step.

Harry and Ron were deeply dissatisfied and sympathetic to Snape's oppression of Sansaro, while Hermione had been depressed about the cancellation of the final exam. She had always wanted to use the exam to see clearly the relationship between her and Sansaro. How big is the distance?

But obviously, this wish can only be placed next year.

In a blink of an eye, another semester is over.

To all the students' surprise, the originally empty carriage had a real horse.

As they sat back on the Hogwarts train, Sansaro looked sideways out of the window, hearing Draco's indignant curses all the time.

"Dobby, it actually betrayed Malfoy. My dad should have cut off its head and thrown it into the toilet!"

"How could it be? The house elf actually..."

Sansaro had some reaction after hearing this. She looked at Draco with a calm and profound look through her glasses.

Suddenly, she noticed someone holding her hand. Sansaro turned her face to look at him, touched a cool hard object, and lowered her eyes to see the ring on the other person's finger that she had given her.

Only then did a smile appear on her face, and her fingers slowly bent to hold him in response.

"Do you have any plans for the summer vacation?"

Theodore shook his head, "No, except for those banquets and so on, you know, these are regular activities."

He wanted to say something more, but after hesitating again and again, Theodore closed his mouth with a melancholy expression.

"Hey, did you know? Miles is engaged," Pansy said suddenly as she rushed back from another location. She seemed to be yearning for him, her eyes never leaving Draco for a moment.

This actually made Astoria's expression darken.

"I remember she was a girl from a small noble family, she was pretty good-looking," Zabini kept recalling with her index finger on her temple.

"Have you seen it?" Daphne, who had just broken up recently, was as wilting as a plant that had not been watered for a long time. She simply didn't like the news now.

"Probably, I would definitely not marry such a woman, and my mother would definitely not allow it." He raised his eyebrows and commented.

Pansy cast a look of distrust at him, "Come on, as long as it's beautiful, I guess you don't care."

Zabini deliberately exposed part of his lower lip and shrugged his shoulders, "Believe me, Draco must be the same as me."

When talking about this topic, Draco couldn't help but look at Sansaro. In fact, her parents had already made this wish when she gave her the gift.

But he was still ready to take another look, maybe it would be safer to choose a suitable wife from among the ancient nobles. When they talked about Pansy, Draco actually felt a little uncomfortable at the time.

Sansaro, who noticed this, smiled calmly and continued, "Draco? I think he would choose from among the familiar nobles, right? After all, this is what big families do, right?"

"That's not necessarily true." Zabini shook his head, raising his index finger meaningfully and waving it left and right. "If you can marry an excellent mixed-blood, it is actually far more important than the so-called pure-blood marriage."

"is it?"

Draco coughed heavily, and a blush appeared on his cheeks. "Of course, I don't actually mind that much...the blood of my future wife."

Pansy felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar,

"Haha, then you will definitely meet someone who loves you very much" Sansaro said casually.

"I hope she likes me." Draco stared at her, it was obvious what he meant.

Sansaro smiled coldly in his heart and looked out the window without saying anything. Pansy took the opportunity to chat with Draco.

Theodore lowered his eyes, his expression becoming dark and unclear.

...

"To be honest, I think Draco has no chance," Daphne said, pulling her sister Astoria and standing at the corner of the platform with Zabini, who was also waiting for her parents.

"Don't worry, he will never be able to control Sansaro. If Sansaro marries him, believe me, within two years, the Malfoy family will have to change their surname to Nasittan." Zabini looked serious and his evaluation was to the point.

Astoria listened quietly to her sister's chat, but her eyes never left Sansaro who was hugging Nott in the distance.

It wasn't until she left that Astoria turned her attention back.

"Is she going to do something to my sister? You know what kind of person she is. I'm very worried, Blaise." Daphne looked very worried.

"I don't know, this may be a good thing, or it may be a bad thing." Zabini looked at Daphne and gave her objective opinion.

"I think it will be a good thing, I like her very much"

This was the first time Daphne saw her dull and somewhat stupid sister express her thoughts in the eyes of her parents.

Astoria's eyes were bright. What she didn't tell her sister was that she had actually agreed to go to Knott Manor to chat with Sansaro during the summer vacation.

Senior Nasitan should really marry Master Nott. Astoria yearns for happiness very much. She feels that if they really get together, they will be very happy.

At this moment, Sansaro, who was considered to be "happy" in the future, was sitting on a high chair in the secret room of the manor with some seriousness. She had the magic stone and the damaged diary that she had secretly sent back to her in front of her. The book of runes related to the soul.

There was a recently deceased body lying on the ground.

"The blood sacrifice of a person who is about to die, the powerful magic medium and the blood of loved ones..."

Sansaro carefully followed the instructions above to prepare things step by step. Her pale and slender knuckles traced the last thing that needed to be prepared.

"The Thestral's tail feathers symbolize death..."

The voice just fell

The black mist drooped and spread from behind her, rising higher and higher, until finally a tall Thestral came out of the mist.

It was completely different from when it was in the Forbidden Forest. After being assimilated by Sansaro, the bones all over its body had an extra layer of armor. A faint and evil green light flickered in its empty eyes, and its original slender figure became Tall and strong.

The place where the mane originally was was filled with atomized black air, looking dangerous and powerful.

It obediently approached and slowly opened its steel-sharp wings. Sansaro raised his hand and picked off the longest feather from the end of the wing.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yeqi snorted and turned into black mist again and disappeared into the room.

Sansaro then slit her fingers, dripped a few drops of blood on the dark feathers, then placed it next to the magic stone, raised her hand to pick up the diary, kissed her lips and began to recite a strange and unknown spell.

Slowly, the light of the magic stone became more and more intense. It seemed as if it was about to catch fire. The bright red energy continued to flow out. After passing through the feathers on the side, its color turned into green.

Sansaro's face immediately showed joy. She watched the green energy continuously pouring into the diary and slowly repairing the damaged soul inside.

Her eyes shone with joy, like gems symbolizing greed in this dark environment.

"I will wait for you to come back..."

After making sure it was useful, Sansaro looked at it for a long time, then got up and sealed them secretly in the secret room, and then placed several extremely dangerous curses around them before leaving with peace of mind.