HP: The Shadow Returns

Sansaro glanced at him, suspicion brewing in his eyes, "I think it's obvious, Mr. Bloody Barrow, thank you for your compliments."

"No, you are different from them." Bloody Barrow did not lower his voice at all when he said this, and almost everyone on the Slytherin table heard it.

Sansaro squinted his eyes and became alert. Could it be that the ghost could see through something?

"She is actually talking to Bloody Barrow?" Some senior students were very shocked. You must know that Bloody Barrow usually doesn't even speak, but just stares in one direction.

"She is indeed different from us, mixed race"

Parkinson's words full of sarcasm and resentment directly interrupted their chat. She looked sideways forward, and those pure-blood eyes had nothing to do with her, as if they were watching a show.

Sansaro turned his head and lowered his head to stroke the owl. The Slav felt the owner's annoyance and made a cooing warning sound directly to the front of the table.

Parkinson's teeth were itching because of the previous incident, and his twisted face showed even more ugliness. Malfoy frowned and glanced at the inconspicuous and ordinary Sansa Luo.

"Don't be angry Pansy," he said perfunctorily, because Malfoy's attention was not here at the moment.

The dark-skinned Zabini shook his head helplessly at them.

In fact, Slytherin has always been very tolerant towards mixed-bloods. After all, there are not many so-called pure-bloods.

Therefore, regardless of grade, most of Slytherin is made up of mixed-bloods. However, due to the leadership of Parkinson and others, Sansaro's situation is only not that good.

Cedric, who had been paying attention here, obviously also noticed this situation. The girl quickly looked at his anxious eyes and then looked away.

It's just the right time to sit down and be really pitiful.

Sansaro lowered his eyes and smiled, but the eyes hidden under the frame became colder and colder. Bloody Barro squinted his eyes when he heard the sound, glanced over, and the front of the toilet suddenly became quiet.

"Ignore these brats, they are stupid, ignorant and complacent"

"Um"

...

The dinner will be over soon

"Follow me, freshman, don't fall behind."

Sansaro stood up with the Slav in his arms. They walked through the auditorium and arrived. The two male and female prefects of the fifth grade led the first-year students all the way down from the right side of the marble stairs on the first floor. The moving stairs were interspersed with Walls full of portraits.

As she walked, she noticed that there were gradually more people around her. When she turned around, Parkinson was staring at her next to her with an evil smile on his face.

Looking around, almost all of them were her friends. The two senior students had obviously noticed this, but in order not to offend these purebloods, they wisely chose not to speak or try to stop it.

"Why do you look so sick? Nashitan?"

"Did they all pour the rice into the basin and feed it to you like a dog?"

Sansaro walked forward quietly and ignored her, but the Slav in his arms stared at Parkinson and cooed in a low voice.

Parkinson winked at the side, and a tall man nodded with a vicious smile on his face. He immediately rushed towards her and tried to push Sansaro to the bottom of the stairs.

But she dodged it in a very subtle way.

When Parkinson saw this, all the hidden anger she could no longer hold back burst out, and she roared in a low voice.

"You still dare to hide?"

"why not?"

Sansaro glanced sideways at her and said without any hesitation.

Naturally, Parkinson fell down on the stairs as if he had lost his legs, and rolled down the stairs like a rubber ball.

"Ahhhh!" The shrill screams could be heard endlessly.

The two prefects and her friends tried to stop her, but failed, and some even rolled down with Parkinson.

Malfoy screamed too.

"Pansy!"

He glanced at Sansaro with a vicious look, then called on the crowd to trot down the stairs.

So her name is Pansy? Sansaro looked down at the chaos at the bottom of the stairs indifferently. It was such an unpleasant name, and it was as ugly as she was.

"Take her to the infirmary quickly!"

The male prefect followed down and checked the situation and said sternly. At this moment, Pansy had almost fainted, her breath was weak and her face was covered with blood.

Malfoy supported her, and he moved his lips as if he wanted to say something dirty, but when he met Sansaro's dark eyes, he said nothing.

Everyone's eyes were invariably focused on Sansaro, who was still very calmly stroking the owl. She smiled faintly at the two looking prefects, and did not forget to step aside slightly to make way for Parkinson.

Seeing Parkinson and her two companions being carried away, Sansaro's dark eyes showed no emotion at all. If she had just been pushed down, it would have been like this. She was just reaping the consequences.

"Go, go."

The remaining female prefect looked at her deeply and continued to lead the way. They went all the way down to a very inconspicuous and hidden stone door.

"Pure blood"

The female prefect said this, and the stone door opened on both sides.

"This is our Slytherin password. I hope you can always remember it." After saying that, she turned around and walked in.

"Follow up"

Sansaro was the first to walk in. The green light gave the entire space a dark green tone. Generally speaking, it felt similar to the shadows, but the shadows were thicker and darker.

She took a deep breath and enjoyed the extremely clean environment here.

Some lamps tied by chains hung from the ceiling, also emitting a faint green light. Sansaro looked at the flames that were always burning in the fireplace, and always felt that the temperature here was even colder than outside.

This is a little bit bad.

"First of all, congratulations on being selected by Slytherin. It is obvious that we are a snake house. Snakes are the smartest animals. As you can see, our lounge is under the black lake. Maybe you are in a dream at night, You can see the squid passing by the window..."

The female prefect looked away from Sansaro in the corner, and her eyes became much gentler when she came to the pureblood side.

"Slytherin is very good. Before this, Slytherin has won six consecutive House Cups. Furthermore, we don't want anyone to not fight for the honor of Slytherin, which is different from the intrigues of Ravenclaw. , against each other, we pay more attention to collective honor, I hope you will not let Mr. Slytherin down."

"And..."

Sansaro has begun to filter their words. She still has the same calm expression on the surface, but those very unimportant parts are obviously a waste of time for her.

"Finally, the boys' dormitory is on the left and the girls' dormitory is on the right. Your names are engraved on the door numbers. Enjoy your first night in Slytherin."

After saying that, the female prefect looked at Sansaro again and left.

The remaining little wizards chatted in twos and threes. No one wanted to communicate with Sansaro. Some of the other mixed-race little wizards subconsciously stayed away from her to avoid disaster.

She silently held the owl and walked up the stairs on the right. As she walked all the way in, her room was actually at the last one. Sansaro looked up at the nameplate at the door of the room and frowned slightly.

She pushed the door open and walked in, thinking with a cold expression on her face, what a bad fate.

(Daphne Greengrass)

(Pansy Parkinson)

The decoration inside the dormitory is similar to that in the lounge. The four huge bedposts are carved with snake patterns and are surrounded by thick bed curtains. Maybe because it is underwater, even the room exudes a faint blue.

Sansaro's bed was on the far right, in a clean corner. She lay beside the bed, staring at the totem on the ceiling, feeling the soft velvet.

It's a nice place, it would be nice if I could live alone.

After a while, the pure-blood girl named Daphne Greengrass came back. Sansaro looked sideways. Daphne, who had blond hair and was smiling just now, immediately turned into disgust the moment she saw her.

Another extreme pureblood, she had seen her in Parkinson's small group, it was such a coincidence, Sansaro turned his head and closed his eyes and ignored her.

I hope this Daphne can be smarter.