HP: The Shadow Returns

As a result, Sansaro has gained a little follower since then. As long as there is time, Astoria will follow Sansaro after class, and there is also a small part of this selfishness, because Draco will also exist.

Sansaro could naturally sense what she was thinking, but it had no impact on him.

Soon on Friday morning, Lockhart was very happy to inform him of the "good news" during class. He was wearing colorful robes as usual, and the fire dragon skin decoration on his shoulders was polished to shine. Revealing an oily shine.

"Kids, I know your blood is boiling now and you can't wait!"

Lockhart walked up and down the lectern, deliberately fiddling with his ribbon-embellished wand.

"This Sunday, I will teach you real duels with Professor Snape!" He said with a proud smile on his face, looking at the little wizards on the seats.

Draco cursed him secretly in his seat again.

As if he couldn't see the expressionless faces of many people, he continued to wave and greet the students who still liked him.

Soon, the Sunday Duel Club kicked off on the large venue on the second floor.

Many young wizards gathered around and watched the excitement curiously, including many senior students. Sansaro even saw Cedric, who took a while to squeeze in from the other side of the crowd.

"Do you like the birthday gift I gave you?" He lowered his head to protect Sansaro and said with a gentle smile.

"Of course, it's a very beautiful lamp. I thought not many people were interested in the event held by Lockhart," Sansaro said, raising his head and bending his eyes. "And you have to prepare for a lot of exams. I didn't expect you to come."

Cedric burst out laughing. He lowered his body and whispered in the girl's ear, "Actually, I don't want to come, but Professor Lockhart said I will get extra points if I come."

After hearing this, Sansaro and Cedric looked at each other, with a faint smile on their lips.

Draco and Theodore, who witnessed this scene and were dispersed by the crowd, both narrowed their eyes in unison. Theodore didn't seem to have much reaction on the surface, but the secretly clenched fists could tell that he was not feeling well in his heart. Not particularly peaceful.

Draco quickly moved to go to Sansaro, but there were more and more people, and he somehow squeezed into the front row.

"Damn it, what's so good about that idiot!" Draco shouted angrily towards the group of witches and wizards behind him with gleaming eyes.

"Professor Lockhart is so handsome!"

"I really want his autograph!"

...

The girls' excited squeals of joy soon drowned out Draco's indignant curses as Lockhart appeared in his new, expensive-looking robes.

"Okay, kids!" He clapped his hands to calm the girls down, but he still had a very satisfied smile on his face.

Sansaro looked down at him with a calm expression as he boasted about his honors, chatting with Cedric from time to time.

However, she soon felt a cold gaze falling on her.

Sansaro turned around subconsciously and saw Ginny's figure standing far away in an empty corner, looking at her with gloomy eyes. That must be Tom Riddle...

Sansaro was shocked.

"What's wrong?" Cedric followed the girl's line of sight and looked back in confusion, but saw nothing.

"It's nothing." Sansaro immediately wanted to go there quickly, but because there were too many people, when she went to look again, Ginny's figure had disappeared.

"Are you in a hurry?" Cedric asked, looking down at Sansaro who was trying to leave.

"I want to go to the bathroom, but there are too many people."

"Well, please give me a moment, I have something to do." After hearing this, he immediately started to help Sansa Luo clear the way.

"Next, I want to invite our Professor Snape to be my assistant!" At this time, Lockhart raised his hand to invite without any nonsense.

Professor Snape, who came up from the other side, undoubtedly had a cold face, but he still raised his wand.

"First of all, we have to bow." The corners of Lockhart's mouth raised slightly, revealing a curve, causing the witches and wizards in the audience to scream.

Immediately, as the duel began, Sansaro saw Lockhart flying off the stage with his peripheral vision.

"It sounds like he had a pretty rough fall."

After the two finally squeezed out of the crowd, she heard Cedric above her head say without any pity.

Lockhart, whose face was damaged, soon saw Harry at the front of the crowd. He stood up, patted his dusty robes, and raised his greasy smile.

"Professor Snape has set a good example and now it's your turn, Harry Potter, my most loyal little fans."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled Harry up from the crowd. He smiled and asked without sincerity, "You must want to be the first one, right?"

But before Harry could explain anything, Snape agreed with a sneer.

Next came the one-on-one duel between Harry and Draco. Draco specifically tried to find Sansaro in the crowd, but he couldn't find it. Instead, he saw the figure of Hufflepuff in the periphery. .

Damn... He gritted his teeth and looked at Harry opposite.

.....

Sansaro walked all the way to the abandoned bathroom, because she knew the entrance to the secret room was here.

But before she reached the third floor, she heard the rustling sound of a giant snake going up from the side.

That is, the direction of the Astronomy Tower...

Sansaro squinted his eyes, ignored it and continued walking towards the target, but an unexpected person appeared in front of him.

It seemed that this time the plan was going to be shelved again. She looked at the kind old man in front of her and a smile automatically appeared on his face.

"Good afternoon, Headmaster Dumbledore"

"Good afternoon, Miss Nasitan"

Dumbledore touched his beard and looked at Sansaro with a smile on his face.

"It seems that Miss Nashitan doesn't have much interest in magic duels."

Sansaro said in an extremely polite and formal manner, "No, Professor Dumbledore."

"Do you still have some grudges about my last decision?" He sighed, seemingly having some difficulty, and his wise man's eyes flashed.

"I'm very happy to see that your health is much better."

Sansaro always felt that he had noticed something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you for your concern, Professor Dumbledore. You must have your own reasons, but I just don't understand them."

He shook his head, "I didn't consider your feelings. This was an elder's dereliction of duty."

"There is nothing that elders should do, Professor Dumbledore. We are all human by nature, and the balance in people's hearts is always tilted."

Sansaro looked calm, and there was no unnecessary expression on her face.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from the direction upstairs.

"It seems like something unexpected happened again."

Dumbledore heard the sound and hurried in that direction. Sansaro secretly glanced towards the third floor, turned around and followed Dumbledore's footsteps.

He was a new student in Gryffindor. He was lying stiffly on the cold floor of a nearby path in the corridor. Sansaro had seen him before, and he had been taking pictures of Harry whenever he had time.

He seemed to be a fan of the Saviors. He still had a camera in his hand before he was petrified, but it looked broken.

Dumbledore's arrival made everyone seem to have a backbone.

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at each other, and Sansaro noticed that only Professor McGonagall looked more serious, and this elderly man with a white beard.

He always seemed to have a calm expression.

Can Dumbledore understand Parseltongue? Sansaro, who was standing behind him, suddenly had this idea in his mind.