[HP] Missy and Mischief

After the dinner, all the students went back to the lounge and talked to each other about the unusual scene in the auditorium.

Cassandra is sitting on the soft sofa in front of the fireplace, with an open stepped potion box on her knees, and many precious potions are placed from left to right: light blue Buffy Brain Refreshing Potion, Purple Freezing Fire Potion, Brilliant Gold Felix Elixir... Among them, a potion bottle with a round bottom has bottomed out, and the label is marked with "Aging Potion" in thin handwriting.

On the sofa diagonally across from her, Draco lay on Pansy's lap, and said indignantly, "He must have used despicable means to trick the Goblet of Fire into qualifying! I want—"

"Tell your father." Blaise quickly picked up, "You don't need to tell him, he will know. Such a bizarre thing will definitely be published in the newspapers and published in the magic circles of all countries."

"I don't think it was Harry Potter who volunteered to sign up." Cassandra closed the potion box, and under the flames burning in the fireplace, her side face was dark and unclear, only the green eyes like the savior Shiny slightly.

"You actually speak for Scarhead?" Draco struggled to get up, glaring at her.

"Don't be silly." Cassandra took a sip of the grape juice on the table and pointed out sharply: "My perfect aging agent can't cross the age line, how can Potter easily do it? Unless he rides Hanging upside down with a broom and throwing it in... eh?"

"That's it!" Draco nodded decisively at Cassandra, "Either Black helped him put his name in—in short, he is not qualified to represent Hogwarts. I have to find a way to beat Greg The morale of the Ryffindor..."

He called Crabbe and Goyle, and went back to the bedroom to find a way.

But at this moment, in the Gryffindor common room, another scene was unfolding——

All the Gryffindors were screaming, cheering and whistling.Whether or not they believed Harry hadn't volunteered to throw his name into the Goblet of Fire, he had become the only champion of the House of Lions.

"You should have told us you signed up!" Fred yelled.

He looked agitated and annoyed at the same time.Obviously they told Harry the secret of the Marauder's Map, but he left them when he was doing this kind of thing...

George also yelled: "It's not fair, you don't even have a beard!"

Angelina rushed to Harry and hugged him; Lee Jordan draped the red and gold Gryffindor banner over him; Katie shrieked and shoved him a Butterbeer; Hermione was worried, amidst the noisy crowd Yelling "who threw your name in there"... yet more people wondered how Harry cheated the age line.

Harry felt tired and speechless.

He seems to have returned to the second grade. When the Parselmouth incident was first exposed, everyone stubbornly believed what they saw, and no one cared about his explanation...

But this time it was worse.Ron, who he thought would always be on his side, didn't believe him anymore.Ron locked himself behind red-and-gold curtains, watching him with the same suspicion that Cedric had, feeling that he was betraying friendship for glory...

Harry felt more alone than ever.

Only Hermione and Sirius believed him this time.

………………

It wasn't until the weekend that Cassandra found out that Master Malfoy's idea was to alternately flash green "Potter stinky shit" and yellow and black "Support Cedric" badges... He ordered every Slater to Lin's students all pinned the thing to their chests, making sure each badge would appear under the Savior's nose.

Most of the Slytherin students used the mentality of watching a joke and got one to pin on their chests. Even some Hufflepuff students asked Draco for a badge, thinking that "Potter stole the glory of their warriors." ".But that obviously doesn't include Cassandra.

"Keep this ugly thing away from me, Draco, I don't know when your aesthetics became the same as Granger's—what, you say stinky shit is normal? I can't see the difference between it and vomiting .”

After she firmly rejected Draco, she went to the library alone.

Only when they were reading in the library, Fred and George would temporarily give up pulling her to do invention research together.According to George, the number of times the brothers have stepped into the library in six years can be counted on one hand, because "there is also a sleep magic performed by Professor Binns".

The library at this moment is extraordinarily quiet, not just because of the weekend.Almost all the people are playing outside, or chasing the Quidditch superstar Krum to ask him for an autograph, or to ask Cedric for an autograph. This is not for fame, but his black hair and gray eyes are very handsome ...

Cassandra briskly walked to the bookshelf by the window where she most often sat, and just as she put down the book she brought, she heard a slight sob.

Hell, why can't you come to the library to clean up for a while——

She thought so, but the movement of her feet didn't stop. She walked around the bookshelf and saw a long brown-haired figure with thick books stacked in front of her, the kind that would completely bury her if it fell down.

"Daphne...? Is that you?" Cassandra hesitated.

The girl turned around as if frightened, her red-gold tie and shaggy brown hair telling Cassandra she had the wrong person.

Cassandra froze, she didn't expect to see a tear-stained face.Granger had been sprawled on the table until she arrived, shaking and sobbing.

"Oh, it's you, Cassandra," Hermione choked out in a low voice.She wiped her face carelessly with her hands, not wanting to be seen by a Slytherin in such a mess, but tears kept rolling from her eyes.

She looks a lot like her half-breed cat Lizi now.Miserable and kind of cute.

Cassandra originally wanted to turn around and leave, but leaving a crying girl here was obviously not a good choice.After a few seconds of hesitation, she went to sit down opposite Granger, and handed her a soft handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

"Stop crying," Cassandra said dryly. "If you want...I mean, you can tell me what happened."

With a wave of her wand, she placed MUTTER and SILENCE to make sure the stern librarian, Mrs. Pince, wouldn't come suddenly and chase them out of their conversation with a feather duster.

"Oh, thank you." Hermione took a deep breath and barely stopped crying, but her eyes were still red and swollen after wiping away the tears, "I always thought you were a pretty good Slytherin, but most people, Very unfriendly to me, a Muggle-born witch, including your Headmaster."

"If you're talking about Draco Malfoy, I think he's been doing that for the past four years." Cassandra raised an eyebrow. "Did he put a jinx on you?"

"Of course it's more than that! Harry and the others got into a fight with Malfoy because of that stupid badge—oh, thank goodness you didn't have that badge," Hermione wearily closed the tome in front of her and pushed it aside, "I was hit by a jinx in the chaos, but Professor Snape didn't punish any of the Slytherin students, and also deducted fifty points from Harry and Ron, plus imprisonment."

"Malfoy also used that insulting word to humiliate me, 'Mudblood'." Hermione bit her lips, and bravely raised her eyes to look directly at the blonde Slytherin in front of her, "Are you the same as them? Think Are Muggle-born wizards inherently inferior?"

Under Hermione's apprehensive eyes, Cassandra seemed to have heard something interesting. She even changed to a comfortable sitting position that was easy to listen to, and said lazily, "Merlin, Granger. I thought You are considered a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be troubled by these things..."

"I don't discriminate against Muggles, because my Uncle Geoffrey is a Muggle too. And I don't see you as any worse than pure-blood wizards, look at that Abbott girl in Hufflepuff, she It's as stupid as Longbottom... If they are lucky enough to be together in the future, that child will be designated to lower the intelligence level of the entire wizarding world. Look at Montague in Slytherin, it seems that he just evolved from an orangutan and has not yet learned how to use humans tool."

Hermione was amused by her harsh tone, and she asked cautiously in a nasal voice: "So, why do Slytherins seem to care so much about blood? Even pure-blood Weasleys are expelled for being close to Muggles 28 Saints..."

"Since you know the 28 saints, you should have read some ancient books, so let me tell you about it." Cassandra scanned the stack of books on the table, "Born Noble, The Family Tree of Wizards", "The Meaning of Pure Blood", "A Study on the Origin of Magic Power of Wizards"...

She picked one at random, and then let the page stay on the page that Hermione was more familiar with. It was the history of the Potter family written on it. Countless "Potter" were printed together, which was a headache to read.

Cassandra pointed to Potter's surname with her gloved slender fingers, and said reservedly: "You know, there is a basis for those ancient families to be so obsessed with pure blood and wizard identity. Because the recorded books all It shows that the combination of two wizards, their children will be wizards with a high probability, and can inherit the "magical talent" of their parents to the greatest extent. For example, in the Potter family, the savior inherited his father's talent very well. Invincible on the Quidditch pitch—"

"You mean, the wizard talent of the Potter family is flying?" Hermione seemed completely attracted by the information contained in Cassandra's words. She hurriedly took out the parchment and ink from her schoolbag, and quickly wrote "Potter" was dropped, then a line was drawn underneath and "Flying" was written.

"What about the talents of the Weasley family? As far as I know, the seven children in their family have their own strengths?" Hermione asked.

"Based on my inference, there is a high probability that it is spell specialization." Cassandra admitted reluctantly: "Bill Weasley, it is said that he got twelve Os in the NEWT. Exam, Percy Weasley presumes the same, Fred and George are also gifted with spells..."

Hermione paused as she swiped the quill pen on the parchment, and she said to herself, "So, Ron should also have inherited this talent, but... ah, I remembered, once In the first grade, he defeated the adult troll with the levitation spell he just learned!"

"It doesn't sound like something he can do." Cassandra couldn't deny it, "There is also the Dumbledore family, their family's talent should be the ability to communicate with magical creatures. , can attract Phoenix."

"Oh, yes, Professor Dumbledore can speak mermaid, goblin, and a bit of Parseltongue...that's incredible." Hermione's eyes were red, and with her original front teeth, she should look like a rabbit , but Cassandra keenly noticed that the two prominent front teeth now looked normal.

"But there are so many examples - so many pure-blood families with special wizard talents, and they even have a lot of achievements. Doesn't this just illustrate the meaning of blood theory?" Hermione closed the book anxiously, she didn't understand What Cassandra wants to express.

Obviously, the eldest lady also noticed her confusion and anxiety.

Cassandra fiddled with her brilliant blond hair, and said calmly: "But wizarding families also have squibs, even silent ones, and more sad wizards who have been removed from the genealogy and have not inherited talents. Is the glorious content written in the book?"

"I'm not the same as those stupid fools who are obsessed with pure blood. I only believe in the talent and hard work of wizards, just like what is written on the tapestry in the Slytherin lounge - only with honor, only with strength."

The two fell into silence, and Hermione seemed to have completely calmed down, and then asked uncertainly: "So, pure-blood wizards are not inherently noble, right?"

"Of course not!" Cassandra sighed, and said bitterly: "Look at yourself, it's hard to imagine that you are the first in grade like me. You never feel that you have what others don't talent?"

"Uh... In terms of reading, is it faster and more reliable than others to remember?" Hermione looked down at the densely written parchment and asked uncertainly.

She'd always thought of herself as "just a little smart," she'd told Harry under the trapdoor in first year.

Cassandra asked back, "How fast?"

"You can remember the general idea after reading it almost once."

Cassandra: "..."

She felt terribly humiliated—albeit unconsciously—by bringing books to the library to review.

"There is no doubt that this is a special talent that belongs to you alone." Cassandra stood up and was about to leave the library. She felt that the task of being a spiritual teacher had exceeded the standard. It can only be yourself forever, why can't you create a genre of wizard talent, and then let your children inherit it?"

"Thank you, Cassandra." Hermione's dark brown eyes sparkled, and she gave her a hearty hug.Although the blond witch was impatient, she didn't push her away in the end. "I will spend my life proving that Muggle-born wizards are better than everyone else."

"Don't be too happy, there is still me in front of you." Cassandra arranged the crumpled shirt proudly, turned and left briskly.

The author has something to say:

It is impossible not to let the two extremely clever witches get acquainted and become friends, the meeting of the two strongest partner cards.

Hannah Abbott really married Neville Longbottom after the war, that rant is nonsense, genes are a very mysterious thing, ahaha.

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