HP: The Shadow Returns

"Pray I didn't waste time! Grab my arm." The man said coldly, lifting up his black robe and stretching out his arm.

Disapparating, Draco, who was not yet familiar with this project, almost couldn't help but vomited as soon as he arrived at the Ministry of Magic. The expression on his pale face was a little distorted.

Snape raised his eyebrows as he looked at Sansaro, who was standing there without any unusual reaction, and thoughts flashed in his gray and empty eyes.

Seeing Draco's appearance, Sansaro stepped forward and promptly took out a mint from his pocket and handed it to him.

“This is a great relief”

"Uh...thank you" Draco accepted the candy and replied sadly.

"You are welcome"

The three of them are now in the British Ministry of Magic, because the potion exchange meeting is in another country, and the cross-border portal key is only allowed to exist within the Ministry of Magic, and it can only be used after being approved by the Ministry of Magic.

As for why Black Rabbit can be used secretly, it's simple because it's illegal.

Snape took the two of them all the way to the elevator. Draco looked much better after eating mints, and he quietly talked to Sansaro.

"Do you know where this exchange meeting will be?"

"It's my first time, Draco," Sansaro said, turning his face.

"It's Germany. Malfoy has a property there. We can live there during this period." His tone was very proud, as if he was showing off something, or making a secret comparison.

It’s so generous. Sansaro smiled and nodded, “That’s great.”

Listening to the quiet conversation between the two, Snape did not turn his head, and his eyes never left the closed switch in front of him.

With a ding, the elevator reached the fifth floor.

"Follow up"

After Snape said coldly, he strode out very skillfully. They turned left and right until they came to a door with no name written on it.

"Mr. Snape, three of you?" After opening the door, the staff inside asked.

"Obviously," he said with a tight face, not seeming to think too much about nonsense, and answered word for word.

"Just to make sure, please follow me."

Several people walked forward and finally came to a palm-sized Sniffing sculpture.

"This is the door key. I wish you a pleasant communication." He said and left.

Snape turned his head and stared at them, and said seriously, word for word, "Put your hand on the door key, and don't let it go." He deliberately smiled wickedly at Sansaro, "If you let go, the consequences will be serious. horrifying"

Sansaro bent his eyes and was not affected by him at all. "Remember your teachings."

"There will be no problem." Draco's face turned pale, and he didn't know who he was comforting.

"You should be prepared." The three of them stretched out their hands. Snape patiently raised his eyes and warned the nervous Draco on the opposite side, "This will not be as uncomfortable as disembodiment."

With a strong sense of distortion, Sansaro found himself in a room. Soon, Snape, who was still expressionless, and Draco, who was lying on the side and retching, appeared next to him. .

She turned to the sullen Snape and blinked, "Looks like we have to wait a while, Professor."

It took about two hours before they arrived at the Malfoy family's house in Germany. Although it was called a house, strictly speaking, it should be a small manor.

It can be seen that the Malfoy family is still very rich now. During dinner, Draco didn't eat much and went to rest because of Apparition.

Sansaro took the time to ask Snape some professional knowledge about potions and the people visiting this exchange meeting.

They are all potion masters who are well-known in the International Wizarding Association.

She was looking forward to it.

The two of them were woken up early the next day by Snape and started preparing to set off.

Draco's complexion also improved a lot. The young master, who had regained his energy, tried to chat with Sansaro along the way, but she dealt with it perfunctorily. Maybe he couldn't tell, because the soft eyebrows and eyes were really It's easy to convince.

Draco could feel that he wanted to ask something, but with his godfather here, it was not easy for him to ask.

Wait until it's over, Draco secretly glanced at the profile of the girl next to him and thought to himself.

The exchange meeting is in the center of Munich. There are many wizards here today. The entire meeting venue is in a botanical garden, where many plants that can be brewed into potions are grown for the potion masters who come here to watch and pick.

When they entered, they asked a special goblin to register before they were allowed to enter.

However, probably because Snape was extremely unpopular, almost no one came to talk to him or talk to him, and he himself disdained such things, so he just brought Sansaro and Draco to a registration platform.

"Do you two students want to participate in this competition?"

"Contest?"

Draco turned to look at his godfather in confusion. It seemed that he was also the one who was kept in the dark.

"right"

Snape did not answer Draco's question, but raised his hand and pushed both of them up.

"Then please register your names." The woman at the reception turned over the form and pushed it to the two of them.

Sansaro and Draco looked at each other and she took the receptionist's quill

"Then let me write first."

...

The two people who filled out the form were directly invited into the waiting area. Those participating in the competition seemed to be young people, and they were all students who came to the exchange meeting "Potion Master".

Sansaro also held a sign representing the same group of colors in his hand, with the number 23 written on it, and Draco also had one in his hand.

"My godfather never told me there was any competition." He frowned and glanced at the various young wizards, threw the sign high and then caught it steadily.

"And with such a group of people."

"What do you mean, such a group of people?"

Sansaro heard the sound and turned around to see two wizards who looked like they were from certain tribes. Their clothes were decorated with many white feathers, which looked very tribal.

The big brown and black protruding eyes stared at them, and the thick lips were pulled outwards, looking extremely dissatisfied with Draco's speech.

"Oh, I want to say whatever I want, and I still need you two savages to discipline me?"

Draco lay leisurely on the sofa and mocked them unceremoniously. In his opinion, Malfoy was never inferior to others.

Except that he might be a little easy to talk to in front of Sansaro.

After hearing this, they immediately bared their teeth at Draco.

"A pampered white pig that looks like it has no abilities!"

One of the taller ones shook the dreadlocks on his head, pointed his thick fingers at Draco with contempt, and yelled back in English with a heavy accent.

"You'd better be more careful when eating." They showed off a circle of empty medicine cans on their pants, and gestured to the two of them with their middle fingers.

"A savage is a savage, and my father is Lucius Malfoy"! Draco looked them up and down with disgust, "Look at your clothes. Are they made of ancestral fabrics?"

"I don't know how you sneaked in."

"Sneaking in? You are the ones who snuck in, you ignorant fool, the notorious Malfoy!"

"Our teacher is Archipa, who is famous all over the world!" The big black man gritted his teeth and looked like he wanted to teach Draco a lesson. He had already started to walk towards the two of them.

"Notorious? A low-class person like you doesn't deserve to pronounce our names!" Draco was immediately angered.