Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Snape frowned: "He told you about Cassandra's Transfiguration?"

"That's not true. He keeps Cassandra's secrets secret. And the purpose of this letter... is to show off."

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, which was indeed the style of his teacher Horace.

"That is to say, in two months, our Miss Malfoy has completed what others have done for a year?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"So in a year's time we'll be facing an Obscure with the level of an adult wizard's spell?"

"It can't be calculated like that, because Horace will be overwhelmed first."

Dumbledore smiled slightly. Hogwarts may not be as good as an excellent tutor in terms of the level of education for individual students.

However, in terms of cultivating all-round knowledge of wizards, it is not comparable to any tutor.

But despite Dumbledore's reassurance, Snape couldn't help thinking.

What kind of terrifying existence would Cassandra have when she had the spell level and magical knowledge of an adult wizard.

Now that she can kill trolls, can she easily kill dragons a year from now?

So Snape looked at Dumbledore: "Now do you still think it's a good choice to kick her out of Hogwarts?"

"We could have faced another powerful enemy a few years later."

"Why make her an enemy, Severus?"

"That should be asking you, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore sighed slightly: "Indeed, it is difficult for us to be friends with her."

"But try not to become an enemy with her, this is not difficult to do."

A helpless light flashed in Dumbledore's half-moon-shaped glasses.

"Don't forget about yesterday, Severus. We all know he's coming back."

"We're going to put all our energy into this."

Dumbledore didn't say so, but Snape knew he was talking about Voldemort.

Voldemort and his men were indeed coveting the Sorcerer's Stone, and yesterday's riot was just a throwing stone to ask for directions.

Under such pressure, neither Dumbledore nor Hogwarts really had the energy to pay attention to a Cassandra.

Snape didn't say anything more, he didn't quite agree with Dumbledore's idea.

Let Cassandra grow freely, will the final result really be "not to become an enemy"?

However, Snape could only obey Dumbledore after all.

One Voldemort is enough to make him and Dumbledore breathless.

Compared to the professors who are facing a formidable enemy, the students of Hogwarts have already forgotten the fear of yesterday.

What is a troll?

Wasn't it already killed by Cassandra?

They talked wildly about how Cassandra killed the troll, and the final result has become more and more bizarre.

The current version is that Kassandra cast some mysterious spell that directly turned the troll into a one-ton golden statue.

And very big belly left the golden statue in Hogwarts, as Hogwarts school funding.

Starting today, they can have Halloween treats every day!

Apparently, this was a lie made up by someone who was upset that he didn't have a good meal yesterday.

In the end, this rumor seemed to be extinguished under the warnings of several professors.

But secretly, this act of refuting rumors was interpreted as a cover-up of the truth.

"A one-ton gold troll statue is enough for the goblins to start a war."

The Weasley brothers vowed to explain all this to the nosy classmates around them.

Yes, they are the rumor makers.

Cassandra really came yesterday, and Hogwarts really became lively.

Although the level of excitement was a bit beyond the standard, it was even a little frightening.

But that didn't stop the Weasley brothers from wanting to do it again.

They've grown to like the feeling.

It's not that I like Cassandra, but I like the phenomenon that wherever Cassandra goes, there will be excitement.

Wizards are idealistic, so the Weasley brothers also attributed this phenomenon to some kind of metaphysics.

It's like wherever Cassandra goes, a stage will be built automatically.

"Everything is arranged by fate."

So they urged Harry to write to Cassandra again, inviting Cassandra to come and play again.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

He was 100% sure that he had a Cassandra in his head.

Although I don't know why she appeared, and I don't know why she always turns her back to me.

But she seriously taught herself the back of the spell every day, which really fascinated Harry.

Perhaps, this is actually some kind of secret method of Cassandra?

Harry didn't dare to ask about it, but he could find a way to check it out a little bit.

So he wrote to Cassandra again, inviting her to come and watch him play Quidditch for the first time.

"Huh? Quidditch?"

Cassandra stretched after receiving Harry's letter.

These days, she is still on vacation.

During her break, Cassandra not only read the textbooks for the second grade, but also asked Lucius for help to get some Muggle books.

For example, she is trying to study the atomic structure of various elements.

For Cassandra, the sporadic memories of the previous life are still too restrictive, so she can only make up lessons temporarily.

"Alright, you can't come to the world of Harry Potter and haven't even watched a Quidditch game, right?"

Thinking of this, Cassandra readily agreed to go.

Early the next morning, Harry was having breakfast when he received an unexpected gift.

Because of the relationship on Christmas Day, Hermione and Harry became acquaintances who could barely talk to each other.

So when Harry received the huge package, she, who had already finished her breakfast, came up curiously: "What is this?"

"I don't know." Harry shrugged.

Then Ron opened the package directly.

"This is... Nimbus 2000!"

Ron exclaimed directly: "I haven't touched such a good broom since I was born...Harry, who gave this to you?"

Nimbus 2000 is not cheap, Harry shook his head blankly.

Its status is almost equivalent to the latest top hand-built luxury car in the Muggle world.

He didn't know many people, and even fewer of them had enough money to give him such a gift.

Is it...

Harry's eyes lit up.

Is that her?

It can't be her, can it?

But it can only be her, right?

I invited her to watch Quidditch, and she gave me a broomstick, which seems reasonable?

Harry's heart was beating violently, and the scar began to heat up with the beating of his heart.

He couldn't even hear everything around him, and he just wanted to see Cassandra as soon as possible.

Then Cassandra appeared at the door, facing everyone's gaze, and came to Hermione's side.

But because of the presence of a professor today, no one dared to come forward and send daily tasks to Cassandra.

"Morning, Hermione."

"Morning, Harry."

Cassandra simply greeted her: "Hermione, there is still some time before Quidditch starts, do you want to come and study?"

"Why not, Miss Cassandra Granger—you're actually the nerd Granger that everyone at Hogwarts is known for?"

Cassandra raised her eyebrows, Hermione dared to tease herself?

She must be taught a lesson!

He stretched out his hand and pinched Hermione's nose, and let him go when Hermione couldn't hold her breath and smiled and begged for mercy.

The two were about to leave the lobby directly, when Harry suddenly said loudly, "That... thank you."

"what?"

Cassandra was taken aback and turned around unexpectedly.

"Speaking to me?"

Harry nodded quickly.

"The thing about the troll?"

Harry shook his head hastily.

Under Cassandra's suspicious gaze, she picked up the broomstick in her hand and said excitedly, "Thank you for giving me the gift."