HP: The Shadow Returns

Sansaro really couldn't comment on their behavior in words. Those precocious children in the orphanage stopped using such explicit methods from the age of five or six.

They are better at operating in secret and are more difficult to catch.

After getting rid of the remaining memories in his mind, Sansaro listened to the childish but heated arguments between Harry and Draco.

The cold wind in the forbidden forest made the dry branches wave each other in the air, making strange sounds. She tightened the cloak tightly, and the black mist inadvertently covered her skin.

At this time, Sansaro suddenly noticed that the wind was weakening. She turned around and saw Theodore's pale profile and blue eyes, which were blocked by the wind, exuding soft light in the night.

"Are you still angry?" She moved her pale lips and asked unexpectedly.

Theodore turned his face slightly when he heard this. The warm yellow light of the oil lamp illuminated half of his face, and he looked at her with a faint gaze.

"Yes"

"Then what are you doing now?" Sansaro asked, waving her eyelashes.

He immediately turned his head away as if he was struck by something, and after a while, he spoke in a low voice with some confusion.

"do not know"

Looking at Theodore who was deep in thought, a faint smile flashed across her eyes.

The four of them just walked along the path and climbed a small slope. Sansaro suddenly noticed something.

She frowned slightly and began to think. Theodore slowed down following Sansaro's figure, while Draco and Harry strode forward unconsciously.

"Wait!" Before she could say anything to dissuade her and prepare to change the route, Draco's most classic scream came from in front of her.

There's trouble...

The two looked at each other, and then walked forward with a cold face. She thought silently in her heart, hoping that Voldemort would be smarter. Just a few first-year students patrolling the Forbidden Forest looked like a trap.

"There will be danger ahead." But Theodore, who was blocking her seriously at this moment, was obviously more concerned about her safety.

"Don't worry, they have been discovered, and it will be difficult for us to escape." Her tone was very sure, "After all, this is the Forbidden Forest, Theodore, who knows what is there?"

The two finally came to the front and saw a dark, shadow-like floating object wearing a black robe lying on a unicorn sucking blood.

Is Voldemort already so weak? Carrying a curse to kill a holy unicorn?

Sansaro's eyes flickered, but it was understandable. Voldemort was a dark and extremely evil person, so what did a small curse mean?

Harry fell weakly and painfully at her feet, holding his head tightly with his hands as if it was hurting. Draco rolled around quickly holding the oil lamp, and disappeared within a few seconds. silhouette.

Theodore sneered at his behavior, but watching the swaying black figure raise its head and look at them, the sense of oppression was still very heart-stopping.

Sansaro narrowed his eyes calmly, and first stretched out his hands to help Harry stand up. The savior obviously didn't have much energy left now, and he couldn't even say a word of thanks.

And as soon as he was helped up, he collapsed to the ground again.

The black shadow gradually approached, and she saw from the corner of her eye that Theodore's hand holding the lamp was shaking nervously.

Shrouded in black robes, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she was sure that it was definitely Quirrell under the cursed darkness.

He drifted closer to her like a ghost, and finally stopped in front of Sansaro, looking down coldly at this thin, extremely talented, and very familiar student.

Sansaro's thin lips moved slightly, but she didn't make a sound.

(Good evening, professor)

As Voldemort drifted closer and closer, his eyes looked at Harry Potter who was fainting on the ground.

She could clearly feel the other party's joy.

At this critical moment, a steady sound of horse hooves came from behind.

"Stay away from them!"

A centaur with the upper body of a man and the lower body of a pale golden horse with a silver mane and strangely blue eyes rushed over and raised his front hooves to drive away Voldemort.

Because he was too weak, after one last glance at Sansaro, he drifted away.

She stood aside and looked at the retreating figure, her heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and after pursing her lips, she turned her gaze to the centaur.

Harry Potter's situation was much better at this time, and he prepared to get up from the ground step by step.

"Harry Potter, you must get out of here" was the first sentence the horseman said, "Many animals know you, and the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous for you now."

"Oh, but you saved me, thank you." Sansaro reached out and pulled him up in time, and Harry smiled at the girl.

"What was that just now?" he asked again.

"That's a monster. He committed a felony by killing a unicorn, because drinking its blood can prolong your life, even if you are on the verge of death, but the cost is heavy." The centaur turned around and his body was very cold, and he solemnly swept around. said the man.

"From the moment the blood of his body touches your lips, the curse will accompany you throughout your life until your tragic death."

"Who is that thing?" Harry shrank his chin and asked.

"Can't you see it yet?"

The centaur had no idea that he was ready to say. His blue eyes, like the stars in the sky, looked at Theodore and Sansaro.

Then his eyes seemed to be attracted by Sansaro, as if he saw something, and he approached step by step with uncertainty on his face.

Seeing this, Theodore stood in front of her and said with cold eyes.

"You should learn to keep your distance, centaur."

Sansaro, who was standing behind, had slightly cold eyes.

"Harry!"

At this moment, Hermione's voice sounded in the distance. They turned around and saw Malfoy, Hagrid, Hermione and Ron.

"It seems you have already met him, Firenze! Little Harry is really good-looking, isn't he?" Hagrid's voice was rich and powerful, but it also seemed to spit on Malfoy's head.

"Ah!" he screamed, startling everyone.

Hagrid realized something, and when he was about to raise his hand to wipe Malfoy's platinum head, he stopped him violently.

"Don't touch me, you big guy! Oh my God! This is a disaster!"

Malfoy continued to complain, and Ron laughed happily behind Hermione.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Hagrid asked, looking a little embarrassed.

"I'm fine." Harry turned to look at the centaur who had been staring at the girl and said, "Sansaro, what happened to her?"

Firenze straightened up, his gaze extremely penetrating

"Sansaro?"

He said calmly and confusingly, "I hope you can spread the justice and light in your heart. The darkness can easily make people lose their eyes. If you belong there, please be worthy of your heart."

After Firenze finished speaking, he didn't give anyone any time to think. He finally said to Harry

"Harry Potter, I'm right here. You're safe. Good luck."

After that, he left here while jumping on the hillside.

Sansaro looked at the centaur's back with a gloomy and disgusting look. He is a soothsayer with a self-righteous intelligence who likes to make people guess their meanings.