HP: The Shadow Returns

When she came to the library, she saw Cedric, who had been waiting for a long time. His hair was a little messy and his face was a little tired. This reminded her that the savior was in similar condition recently.

Is Quidditch training so tiring?

"You're here." Cedric immediately cheered up when he saw Sansaro, with a smile on his face.

"Some things took a while, sorry." Sansaro sat next to him.

"It's okay." Cedric saw the girl sitting over and immediately asked in a low voice with concern, "I heard that you killed a troll. It didn't hurt you, right?"

"no"

Sansaro shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on his face, and then secretly asked the Slav to make some small moves, "accidentally" revealing the bruise on his arm.

"She said she wasn't injured!" Cedric took the girl's slender arm and carefully observed it, then said decisively, "Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary."

"It's not that serious, cough cough" Sansaro covered his mouth, his face getting paler.

"Don't force yourself, your health is not good to begin with."

Cedric took Sansaro to the infirmary without saying a word. Many people's eyes were focused on the two of them along the way.

"Some time ago, those rumors" Cedric said suddenly, blocking Sansaro's body and lowering his head, "they must have troubled you a lot, I'm sorry."

Sansaro looked up at him. The seriousness and apology on his face seemed to overflow from his eyes. After a while,

"It's not your fault that you're popular," she reassured with a smile.

"Someone is looking for trouble for you, because I..." He kept looking at the corridor in front of him and kept saying, "Actually, I was thinking that maybe we could keep communicating in school. I don't want to cause trouble to you."

Cedric was very conflicted in his heart. He didn't want to alienate Sansaro from him because of these things. It took him a long time to think of such a way. But fortunately, the two of them lived very close to each other, so they could spend time together every day during the holidays. Meet.

"No problem" Sansaro quickly agreed.

Cedric breathed a sigh of relief and sighed inwardly at how considerate the girl was. She had always been so mature and gentle, very strong yet pitiable.

He was thinking all the time, but missed the indifference deep in Sansaro's eyes.

Not long after, the two came to Madam Pomfrey's medical room. After the examination, they just applied some plaster on her. Madam Pomfrey found that Sansaro had severe weakness.

"You should eat more," she said to Sansaro seriously. Facing Cedric, Madam Pomfrey asked without any embarrassment, "As her boyfriend, you should take good care of her!"

Cedric's ears turned red in an instant. His first reaction was not to argue but to see Sansaro's reaction.

Sansaro turned her head and looked directly at Cedric. Seeing his extremely embarrassed and awkward expression, she put away her excess emotions and said without changing her expression.

"No, we are not a couple, you misunderstood"

After hearing these words, the charm in Cedric's heart suddenly disappeared. He stood behind Sansaro and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and followed the girl's words.

"Yes, we are... friends, but I will also take good care of her."

Madam Pomfrey shook her head and ignored their affairs.

When the two came out of the infirmary, Sansaro said to him with a gentle smile.

"I heard from Harry that the Quidditch match is about to start. I wish you good luck."

Cedric nodded with a smile on his face. "Thank you." He suddenly remembered something. "Sansaro, regarding J.K. Rowling and Obscurus, I wrote to my father and asked him to help find it."

Sansaro raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Cedric continued, "I have a few books about the Obscurus at home, but not a lot. As for J.K. Rowling's book, I'm sorry, I only have a few fragmentary pages at home, but they don't seem to have anything to do with the Obscurus."

"You can come and see me at Christmas. My parents really hope you can spend it with us."

After thinking for a moment, Sansaro agreed as expected, with a slight smile on her face. "Thank you, Cedric. I miss Aunt Diggory too. I will visit in person at Christmas."

Cedric laughed happily. He quickly realized his gaffe and coughed twice.

"Then, I'll leave first. Goodbye."

"Goodbye"

Sansaro looked at Cedric's back, and the smile in the corners of his eyes became stronger. Sure enough, becoming "friends" with him was the right choice.

After sighing, she turned around and left.

When she was about to reach the Slytherin lounge, she met Theodore, who stood alone in the shadows, his dark aqua eyes scanning her bandaged arm.

"Did the troll do it?" he asked very calmly.

"Forget it," Sansaro replied in a brisk tone.

Theodore walked out of the shadows, with no expression on his fair face. "It will be Professor Snape's tutoring soon."

Sansaro continued walking down, and Theodore followed her

"Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would be late again."

"You can't be late," he said immediately and firmly, "even if you are a little late, it won't affect you."

Sansaro didn't speak anymore, just kept smiling.

"You probably don't like to laugh very much," Theodore said suddenly when the two of them arrived at the door of the lounge.

Sansaro turned her head and looked at him. The cold light in her lenses made it difficult to see her eyes clearly, but the curve of her lips was even better. She said softly.

"how could be?"

Theodore looked at her expression extremely calmly and commented without any emotion, "This is very weird."

Really... She is so smart that she is in trouble. Looking at Theodore who seemed to have seen through something, the smile on Sansaro's face slowly faded. For a moment, she seemed to be a different person, with cold and indifferent eyes.

"Theodore shouldn't tell others this little secret, right?" Sansaro said as if he was threatening.

"What will happen if I tell you all this? Noble"

Theodore sneered. He didn't seem to be worried about what Sansaro would do. He opened the door of the lounge and walked in.

Sansaro's deep pupils flashed with green light, and she raised her feet and followed him in.

Theodore sat directly on the sofa next to the campfire, and Sansaro sat opposite him but subconsciously stayed away from the fire. The two chatted face to face over the fire.

"You just want to tease Parkinson and the others, don't you?" His eyes showed disdain for other inferior purebloods, "and that Muggle Gryffindor."

Sansaro looked at him quietly for a long time. She let out a long breath, leaned back on the sofa and gently stroked the owl, with a playful expression on her lips that she had never shown before.

"I have to say, you are smarter than them all, Theodore. I like chatting with smart people." The owl in his arms cooed.

The girl's conversation suddenly changed. She squinted her eyes and looked at Theodore, "But what I don't understand is why you suddenly want to tell me this."

Theodore picked up the warm black tea on the table and took a sip. He was silent for a while and stared at Sansaro and said, "How strong are you?"

Sansaro raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Is this what you're doing?"

Theodore stopped talking and just kept staring at her. The girl slowly and nonchalantly raised her white forearm, and moved her slender fingers gently in the air with her wrist.

A small, pitch-black dagger appeared out of thin air in the palm of her hand, flashing a dangerous cold light under the flames. Theodore was stunned on the sofa, and Sansaro turned his knuckles and pointed at him casually with the dagger. A scratching motion.

The next second, Theodore felt something cold fall on his hand. He lowered his head and saw half of the Slytherin badge that should have been on his chest fell off.

He opened his eyes wide and pinched the badge with a very neat cut. He didn't even notice anything. If Sansaro wanted his life...

Theodore turned his eyes to Sansaro, whose mouth was slightly raised. Inexplicably, he saw a trace of evil beauty overflowing in this extremely ordinary face.