HP: The Shadow Returns

After being strongly persuaded by Narcissa to stay for lunch, she returned to Jormungandr Manor on the pretext that she had something to do.

Dusawa immediately came to greet her and took off her coat. Then she went to the bedroom and took out the essential oils from the drawer and began to give Sansaro a relaxing massage after going out.

Sunlight shines through the thick hollow curtains into the dim room. The incense on the table slowly rotates and emits a faint fragrance when the heavy smoke falls.

Sansa Luo's naked body was lying on the bed so comfortable that she almost fell asleep. Her closed eyelids trembled slightly.

"I'll take Leta and Crowley to do something later." Feeling the force on her back pressing against the sensitive area, she let out a long and comfortable groan.

"Well - a puppy in a cage can't grow, and that reporter..."

"I will take care of it, Master"

The corners of Sansaro's lips curved up, and he sighed, "Dusava, what would I do if you weren't here?"

Her movements paused, and then she said loyally and forcefully

"I will be by your side until I die"

...

The next day, while having breakfast, Draco saw the news that he and Sansa Luo had won the award in the Daily Prophet. The two stood side by side and looked perfectly matched.

But remembering what Sansaro said, he suddenly felt lost again. Draco sighed and looked down.

The next second his eyes widened and he subconsciously held his breath.

"Congolese teachers and students at exchange meeting were attacked by werewolves at night"

Interview reporter: Rita Skeeter

(All three people died on a street corner in Pula, Munich, Germany. Their limbs were broken, and bloody claw marks covered their bodies. The perpetrators were extremely cruel and were suspected to be Death Eaters...)

When Draco glanced at the picture below, his heart skipped a beat, and he closed the newspaper hard as a reflex.

He swallowed before he could react. When he was about to pick up the green apple on the table and take a bite, Sansaro's face suddenly flashed in his mind.

Draco's hand just stopped in mid-air. He subconsciously did not recall the cruel and bloody scene in the newspaper. It was done by a werewolf, so how could it have anything to do with Sansaro?

Maybe I'm overthinking it...

"Draco, what are you going to wear to the party tomorrow?" Narcissa's voice interrupted Draco's trance.

He shook his head and said loudly, "Wait a minute, I'll choose it myself later!"

......

At this time, in Jörmungandr Manor, Sansaro was sitting at his desk dealing with piles of letters from many places. They were all wishing Sansaro and Draco their victory.

Sansaro opened the letter at random and the first sentence was:

(I blew up my aunt into a balloon and flew away...)

It's Harry Potter. She didn't know until she read it all that the savior ran away from home and his family was not very good. Sansaro knew this from the first grade.

He was also received by the Minister of Magic, right in the Leaky Cauldron? ....Cornelly Fudge? Is he so kind?

Sansa Rama rubbed the paper, and his heavy eyes kept scanning the name of the savior.

There is still Dumbledore, and there is that unknown power... Thinking of this, Sansaro clicked his tongue and threw the letter into the trash can.

Just after she read all the letters and responded, she unexpectedly didn't find Theodore's.

She was not allowed to think too much.

The Slav appeared again with a new envelope in his mouth. One look at the familiar lacquer seal and he knew it was from Malfoy. Just as Sansaro was about to raise his hand to take it, there was a bang from the bottom of the table, causing the whole table to shake.

The envelope also fell to the ground. She glanced down at the half of the tail exposed in the corner, smiled slightly and said with a long sigh of relief.

"Fides, why don't you go out and play with Manna and Baka?"

The big snake that deliberately shrunk in size drove away the Slav who wanted to pick up the letter. It opened its mouth and bit the letter, then slowly poked its head out from under the table. After adjusting the angle, it placed the head and the letter on Sansa. On Luo's legs, the scarlet vertical pupils were full of cuteness.

She helplessly reached out and touched Fides's head, "Thank you."

Unwilling to admit defeat, the Slav cooed and tilted her head to stare at it from a high place. Suddenly, she rushed up and slapped Fides's wings. The big snake immediately raised its head and gave a warning when it felt provoked.

Seeing that they were about to fight again, Sansaro raised his hand expressionlessly and passed the two of them to the lawn outside with great skill.

She slowly opened the letter in her hand. It was another banquet, but it was just a celebration banquet for two people. In Malfoy Manor, these nobles really wanted to celebrate everything.

Although it felt like a waste of time, Sansaro couldn't help but go.

She went downstairs and asked Dusava to pick out a dress in advance. She came to the secret room again. Under the powerful output of the magic stone, the repair progress of the diary was still slow. She couldn't help but frown. It would take at least three years if this continued. Fixed.

It was slower than she expected, but it was understandable since it was their soul after all, not a piece of rag.

Sansaro stepped forward and closed her eyes. As the energy of the Magic Stone poured into her body, she raised her head and let out a slightly morbid sigh of comfort in her throat.

.....

When the banquet started, the conversation was still as boring as ever, but she always had a smile on her face, and the badge on her chest also confirmed the girl's extraordinary excellence.

Countless people surrounded Sansaro, like the dazzling sun.

But what's more worth mentioning is that he unexpectedly saw two of his secret agents from the Ministry of Magic at the banquet.

They have indeed proved their strength. They were able to accept the invitation from the Malfoy family in such a short period of time, and they seemed very comfortable and relaxed while talking.

not bad.

The two of them nodded secretly and said hello when they saw Sansaro appearing.

At the end of the banquet, she stood in a black dress and looked down at the dense crowd in the banquet. She gently shook the wine glass, and her pale face was filled with undetectable ambition and coldness.

The Malfoys...

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August in the UK is the scorching summer. The colorful sunshine shines on the earth. The golden dazzling light penetrates the clouds and the sky. The lush branches and leaves on the forks of the trees make rustling sounds. Everything is so lively and energetic. .

The Knott Garden is covered with green grass, and several tall citrus trees exude fragrance. Blue roses are blooming next to them, and butterflies come and go.

"Voldemort? Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Theodore's slender figure was leaning on the edge of the chair, with a white shirt wrapped around his slender figure. He looked with a slightly indifferent expression at the girl opposite who was much taller and had a long, close-fitting skirt covering her graceful figure.

"Just asking, Theodore."

Sansaro's long, waist-length hair was hung lazily, with a smile in her eyes, looking gentle and calm.

He looked at the smile on that face in silence, and all the accumulated doubts and neglect in his heart were like a volcano that was about to erupt after being endured for a long time, and it seemed that he could no longer suppress it.

Theodore clenched his fists, tightened his lips and looked straight at Sansaro and asked.

"Sansaro, what do you think I am?"