Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 162 Cassandra: Take off your clothes! Potter!

This time when he went to Gringotts, Harry still looked like the 19-year-old he was after drinking the aging potion.

Even after seeing Harry many times, the goblins at Gringotts still haven't become desensitized.

After seeing Harry, the security guards at the door stood at attention.

Harry walked up to his old acquaintance Griphook with ease and stopped him from calling Scudder.

"I'm here to go to the new vault this time, Griphook."

As he spoke, Harry pulled out the deposit slip he found inside the cover of his notebook.

Griphook took the deposit slip, checked it carefully, then took out a thick book from the cabinet behind him and slammed it on the table with a dull sound.

The book seemed to have not been read for a long time, and when it was slammed on the table, it even raised a cloud of green smoke.

Griphook flipped through the pages, searching carefully.

After about six or seven minutes, Griphook finally looked up and said, "Found it, Mr. Potter. This deposit slip belongs to Miss Cassandra Malfoy of the Malfoy family. She stored some personal belongings and some gold galleons in vault 831."

"Is it possible that the vault won't be emptied this time?" Harry asked casually.

Hearing Harry's words, Griphook shook his hands quickly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Potter, this kind of thing will never happen!"

"That's better. Lead the way, Griphook," said Harry.

The two continued to sit in the track car, galloping on the track of Gringotts' underground vault with the whistling sound of the wind.

"I really like this feeling of speed, Mr. Potter." Griphook shouted, "Nothing is more exciting than opening the vault and seeing the golden coins after such an exciting journey. This will relieve many troubles. Of course, there are many times when you can't guarantee that you will see a vault that will make your eyes shine."

Harry felt that Griphook must be referring to the Weasley family's vault. After all, he had heard that if a mouse entered the Weasley family's vault, it would burst into tears.

"Wealth is only a thing of the past, Griphook."

Harry spoke loudly - otherwise the whistling wind on both sides would drown out his voice.

"You should know that some worries cannot be solved by money."

"That's what you think, Mr. Potter. You are a legendary wizard." Griphook said loudly, "But I am a mediocre person, a vulgar person. People like me don't have any 'worries'. At most, I am a little unhappy. What can make me happy? Only coins!"

Harry envied Griphook's mental state a little, because this way he didn't have to worry about too many problems.

"We're here." Griphook stopped the car and said to Harry, "This is Vault 831, Mr. Potter, please watch your step."

After saying that, Griphook walked to the door of the vault, reached out and took out a bronze key, and inserted it into the keyhole of the vault.

After a while, the door of the vault creaked and then fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"It should be said that the Malfoy family was indeed very wealthy back then. I could never have imagined that the Malfoy family would actually spend 100,000 gold Galleons to hire Gringotts to cast some spells on the vault to prevent the items from being destroyed by time."

Griphook held the list in his hand and said, "You have to admit that the Malfoy family is indeed powerful, right?"

Harry looked through the open door of the vault. The inside was not as Harry had imagined, filled with golden Galleons. Instead, it contained some daily furniture and other items.

He walked into the vault door and found a pair of brand new leather shoes placed in a T shape in front of him.

Next to the shoes was a plain table with a vase containing a hyacinth bud and a camellia.

When Harry looked at the two flowers, the two buds trembled slightly for a moment, and then, within a moment, the two buds bloomed into two blooming flowers.

"This is really a miracle, Mr. Potter." Griphook exclaimed in the back: "Even after nearly a hundred years, this hyacinth and camellia are still alive..."

Yes, they are still alive.

The two brilliantly blooming blue and red flowers complement each other, as if there is nothing more intimate in the world than them.

Harry decided to keep it carefully, so he put the vase carefully in his wallet.

"Alfonso!" Harry warned loudly, "Don't hurt these two flowers, understand!"

"Yes, Master!" Alfonso hissed in response.

Harry planned to let Professor Sprout take a look at the two flowers to see if the professional Herbology professor could find a way to preserve them forever.

For some reason, Harry's intuition told him that these two flowers had great significance to him.

The most common items in the vault are furniture, and there are even many tablewares, such as porcelain and enamel purchased from China at high prices, and many expensive treasures.

They were all for two, Harry could see clearly.

He opened a suitcase beside him, then closed it again with a red face.

Inside were Cassandra's clothes.

Ahem… Of course, it wasn’t the second-hand robe he had worn, but some young girls’ clothes.

but……

He opened the suitcase again.

Because he found a letter on top of his clothes.

He opened the letter and read:

Porter:

I think you still miss our friendship, so you came here...right?
There are 8,000 gold Galleons I prepared for you in the vault. I don’t want you, who comes from a Muggle family, to rely on school relief to study - or to be taken as a follower by another woman... Remember, you can only be my follower.

The clothes under the suitcase are what I prepared for myself. You have grown up and are not allowed to wear my old robes anymore.

Besides, I will settle the matter of you tearing my notebook - if I can see you again. And your jealous... maybe girlfriend, it's very uncultured to break my notebook. I hope you can control her, otherwise I will teach you a lesson, Potter.

CC Malfoy

Harry put down Cassandra's letter, not knowing whether to be relieved or proud. Fortunately, it was the notebook that was torn by Jack the parrot, otherwise he would not be able to wash off the black mud on his body even if he jumped into the Thames.

He knew best that Cassandra would easily get upset with him whenever it came to Vivi.

For example, in the second semester of fifth grade...

At that time, he was planning to play the Miaomiao mini-game left by Merlin with Cassandra, but he suddenly mentioned the idea of ​​bringing Vivi to play the game together.

"So, you and that Grindelwald..." Cassandra's eyes became dangerous, "You two... went to the ruins of Merlin together? You even gave her clothes to wear?"

"Yeah..." Harry hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet, "I see she..."

"Take it off!" Cassandra looked at him coldly.

"What?" Harry didn't understand what Cassandra meant.

"I told you to take it off! My clothes!" Cassandra stamped her feet and said, "Take it off!"

Harry took off the second-hand robe that Cassandra had forced upon him in a daze. The robe was burned to ashes by the raging flames.

Cassandra stomped on him hard and left his side without looking back.

Anyway...

Every time Harry thought about it, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

He didn't know why, but he just felt guilty.

After collecting the letter, Harry continued to look around the vault, intending to look for other traces of Cassandra. Griphook became alert when he saw Harry take out his wand.

"Mr. Potter, the use of magic is not allowed here in principle—"

But seeing Harry's eyes, Griphook changed his words sincerely and said, "But this is only in principle. If Mr. Potter really needs it, I think it is not impossible."

"Revelio!"

……

February 1898, 2, Wiltshire, England.

After finishing the meeting at the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Septimus Malfoy returned to the manor early, intending to spend the holiday with his family.

Sadly, his wife died fifteen years ago, leaving behind only two children.

The elder was Ignatius Malfoy, the pride of Mr. Septimus.

The younger one was called Cassandra, and she was also Septimus's treasure.

The family should have lived happily together, but everything changed because of the appearance of the little boy with a scar on his head.

Mr. Septimus still can't figure out why his beloved daughter fell in love with a Muggle-born orphan boy?

However, with the confidence of the Malfoy family, Mr. Septimus does not need to use his daughter to arrange a marriage. As long as his daughter likes a Muggle-born boy... never mind, it's much better than a Muggle.

After that, the little boy with the scar on his head gradually gained Mr. Malfoy's recognition.

Even though he is of Muggle-born and even though he has no parents... this child has a pure and kind heart.

Malfoy doesn't need his future son-in-law to be an outstanding person, as long as he is a good person.

Just when Mr. Malfoy had accepted this fact, there was a bolt from the blue: the boy with the scar on his head disappeared.

Since then, my daughter has been like crazy. She heard from somewhere that the boy had traveled back a hundred years to the future, and foolishly wanted to find him through time magic.

I'm so tired...

However, when he returned to the manor, something he did not expect happened.

The eldest son Ignatius told him that Cassandra had gone to Gringotts again.

Mr. Malfoy's first reaction was that he felt very tired, and then he asked Ignatius to bring the person back as soon as possible.

In Gringotts, Cassandra was storing items in Vault 831.

This number was carefully selected by her, and Ignatius Malfoy also bought it from someone else at a high price.

The meaning is... August 8st.

At this time, six years had passed since Harry disappeared.

Cassandra also changed from the proud and beautiful girl full of youth to the woman in the vault with a slightly worried and depressed look on her face.

In her hand she held a magical vase with a hyacinth bud in it.

Hyacinth, with the first letter H, not only symbolizes Harry, but is also Cassandra's favorite flower.

The other is the camellia, Camellia, which symbolizes Cassandra.

This is a custom in the Victorian era. On February 2th of each year, which is Valentine's Day, pairs of lovers would transplant two spring branches with two buds about to bloom into a special pot. The first letter of the flower's name must match the first letter of the lovers' names.

A few days later, if the two buds on the spring branches bloom and complement each other, it indicates that the lovers will grow old together.

If the two buds are separated into the east and west, and bloom towards the north, the lovers will eventually part ways.

If the flowers bloom big and brilliantly, it means that the family will be happy and have many descendants in the future.

If a flower wilts and dies, one of the lovers is in danger of dying young.

She muttered a few spells and placed the vase on the table.

At the same time, a letter was placed in the suitcase.

After doing all this, Cassandra looked at her masterpiece with a little satisfaction.

Then, she thought for a moment, took out a pair of brand new leather shoes, and placed them in a T shape under the bed beside the door.

This is also a Valentine's Day custom. Unmarried women believe that if they place their shoes in a T shape under the bed and leave the window open, they will dream of their lover or find him standing in front of the bed.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Potter."

She murmured, gently squeezing the small bottle in her arms.

This was the potion she had prepared, intending to use it to pass the long time to find Harry.

She had spent a long time grinding this potion from Mr. Flamel.

Of course, he didn't ask for potions directly, but asked for a bunch of books on divination and prophecy, and ended up finding the notes about the making of the Philosopher's Stone.

She struggled with her conscience for a long time, and finally tore off a page with trembling hands and put it in the divination book.

Although the side effects are slightly greater, Cassandra thinks it is still acceptable.

Being as proud as she was, she would rather pay some price than endure a hundred years and meet Harry with an aged face.

She glanced at the vault again and left Gringotts.

When she reached the bank door, she saw Ignatius walking in a hurry.

I'm sorry, brother.

Goodbye.

She thought to herself as she left Gringotts Bank.

Then she returned to the room she temporarily rented in the Leaky Cauldron.

Cassandra leaned against the window and glanced wistfully at her anxious father.

She activated Merlin's secret treasure that she had stolen from her home.

After a while of dizziness, she found herself in a secret room surrounded by stars.

"Lumos!"

Cassandra patted the airtight walls around her with satisfaction, took out a small bag of traceless stretching spell from her bosom, and took out the potion and goblet that had been prepared long ago.

She poured the emerald green potion into the cup, and it formed a green cloud in the water.

Cassandra reached out her white-gloved hand and gracefully grasped the goblet.

Of course, it’s not that no one has criticized her for holding the cup incorrectly - but this movement was taught to her by Victoria.

"Cheers~"

She raised the corners of her lips, raised her tall and beautiful neck, and drank the potion in the cup.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(These 4000 words are from yesterday. Although I am sad, I still have to write the words.)
(End of this chapter)