HP: The Shadow Returns

Sansaro raised his eyes expressionlessly, and Leng Gu's pupils seemed to have no focus, causing the black man who was gearing up to take a few steps back.

"Hey! Fighting is not allowed here!" The staff in the distance saw that something was wrong, and only now came to stop it belatedly.

He warned several people very sternly.

"If you are caught again, you will be disqualified from the competition! Be careful!"

Sansaro remained silent. She narrowed her eyes, nodded politely to the staff with a slight smile on her face.

The big black man who was not willing to go far away sneered at the two of them, "You'd better be afraid of meeting us at the game and wait to be stepped on, bugs."

Draco's face turned pale.

When he was still about to say something, Sansaro raised his hand to stop him. The big black man thought that the two of them were cowarded. He glanced at them with disdain and spat on the ground, then turned and left.

"Sansaro!" Draco gritted his teeth and stood up and asked, "Are you going to let them two go?"

"Don't let irrelevant people affect your mood"

The girl gently turned the cup in her hand and looked at the backs of the two leaving figures, her dark eyes filled with a charming smile.

Draco, who was a little calmer, pursed his lips, and after a moment of thinking, he sat back down. Sansaro would definitely not suffer, she had never been such a person.

A sudden interest arose in his heart, and he felt better. He directly picked up the green apple in the fruit plate and took a bite. He waited to see what would happen to the two people.

"The game starts in two minutes! Please be prepared and line up in groups in order!"

The loudspeaker played these words repeatedly.

Seeing Sansaro slowly stand up and straighten the hem of her dark and simple skirt, Draco shook his pants, threw the core into the trash can, and stood behind with the number plate.

At this time, they discovered that the two black men were not far behind them. They seemed to be No. 30.

Sansaro ignored their provocative looks, lowered his eyes and carefully looked at the rules of the competition on the list that the staff had just distributed.

International Potions Master Competition?

She glanced at it and it seemed that the rules were not simple.

The competition will last for two days. Masters and apprentices from all over the world will work in pairs, with a total of 100 people and 50 groups.

Among them, the competition requires two draws to determine the opponent at the beginning and more than half of the players are cut off. This seems to be more difficult, that is, the questions can only be known when playing.

In the second draw, the remaining groups will have to make dragon blood potion.

Because of the relationship between dragon's blood and wormwood, its instability is very high, and even wizards who have been exposed to this type of magic potion all year round have a hard time controlling this quantity.

Excluding those who blew up the cauldron or had some accident, the International Federation of Potion Masters would shorten the final match to two teams.

for the finals.

He didn't have a fixed title, because it said he was going to try to make a "perfect potion."

That is, you can make any potion you think is handy, but it must be as close to perfection as possible when it is finally seen by the masters.

The final winner will receive a reward of 3000 gold galleons.

Perfect? Sansaluo rubbed the rough kraft paper and squinted her eyes. So what is their definition of perfection?

Without much time to think, the staff took a big box and asked people before the 25th to start drawing lots.

Draco glanced at the cardboard box with disgust, then slowly reached into the box and took out a ball of paper. He frowned and opened it.

43 number.

.....

The potion to be drawn in the first round was the Water of Life and Death, and it didn't take the two of them too long, especially since the Room of Requirement's long-term research made them the fastest to complete it.

As for dragon's blood, an unstable substance, Sansaro had been researching it for a long time before entering school and successfully used it as medicine, so this was not the most difficult one.

The first day's game ended quickly, and they returned to the manor in the afternoon. Draco kept chattering excitedly about the time he put the dragon's blood in, and Sansaro suppressed the scene of rioting with the dragon's blood.

Everyone present was very surprised by this girl's method and courage. After the game, they all gathered around to get to know the two teachers.

Snape was still aloof. He dragged his long black robe, glanced at them with a dark look, then turned and left with the two of them.

Draco gestured excitedly in the sky, "This is simply amazing. God, you will definitely succeed your godfather and become the Potions Professor of Hogwarts in the future."

Sansaro glanced at Snape, who had been silent next to him, and said modestly, "I'm still far away."

"Don't....."

"How do you know that the impact of dragon's blood and wormwood can be solved by grinding Cuban yam into powder and combining it with beetles?" Draco was interrupted by Snape before he finished speaking.

His dark, empty eyes stared sideways down at Sansaro from above.

"Inadvertently reading a book, there are many benefits of reading more, professor" the girl asked with an unmistakable smile on her face, "Then why do you suddenly want to bring us to the competition?"

Sansaro was not sure whether Snape had told Dumbledore about this matter. Even though the relationship between the two did not seem to be good, Sansaro always felt that they were somewhat connected.

It can be seen from the savior, and the Christmas gift himself was not bad for any professor, but he did not receive a return gift from Snape.

When he proposed to bring her to the exchange meeting at Hogwarts, she felt strange in her heart, but now it seemed that he had some purpose.

Snape frowned and looked at the two of them, and he said dullly without any concealment.

"Lucius feels that your potion talents should be displayed in a larger place. Not everyone can understand the secret of potions."

After he said this, Sansaro thought a lot in an instant, excluding those so-called human factors, and she immediately understood the twists and turns involved.

Using his talent in potions to help the young master of the Malfoy family become famous, it also made her famous. It was a win-win situation. In this case, I couldn't say anything wrong.

Sansaro remembered Narcissa's gentle smile before leaving. Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world.

If you want to get something, you have to give something.

There was a dark and cold light in her eyes, but she didn't like to be plotted against.

"We won't let you down, professor."

.....

After dinner, Draco proposed to take Sansaro to experience the local customs and customs.

The most prosperous street here is called Ditchilmore Street, which is similar to Diagon Alley in the UK. It is also full of people coming and going, and because of the exchange meeting, many people with different looks and different clothes appeared here.

However, the things sold here were different from those there. Draco came to the display window with blue-purple fluorescent gradient broomsticks, his eyes were bright and full of yearning.

"This is from the Symphony series. Every time the newly developed broomstick is sold in Germany for a period of time, it will be imported into the UK."

"very beautiful"

Sansaro looked very novel, looking at the surrounding shops with a smile, and felt that there was nothing too interesting.