Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 272 I was first! I was clearly first!
There is murderous intent!
Not only Harry, but Cassandra also clearly felt this.

Harry had every reason to suspect that Vivi had used her prophetic abilities to foresee everything that was going to happen, which was why she left Austria and came to Hogwarts Castle to "catch them in the act."

Although he didn't know what the word meant, it was the word and scene that flashed through Harry's mind for a moment.

At that moment, he turned his pleading gaze to Cassandra.

Cass, say something!

Cassandra gave a slightly mocking look and glanced at Vivi, indicating that Harry should handle his own affairs.

At that moment, Harry realized that he had to bear this burden alone.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to say, "Oh, I'm in the abandoned classroom on the second floor, with Casey."

"Oh?" Vivi's phantom asked, feigning surprise, "Second floor? An abandoned classroom? Do you have something important to discuss?"

"Ah."

Harry gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, his gaze as resolute as if he were about to join the Party.

“I invited Cass to join me at the Christmas ball.”

After he finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"As a dance partner."

“I see.” Vivi’s gaze softened. “Hmm… Cass is indeed a good choice, but… as a Gryffindor, would your professors and classmates really want you to invite a Slytherin as your dance partner?”

“Of course not,” Harry said, patting his chest. “After all, I’m a champion representing Gryffindor, and, uh…”

"And what?" Vivi asked with a smile.

“And Fred and George said something very insightful,” Harry changed the subject, “that Slytherin women get pregnant with Gryffindor children…”

“Oh.” Vivi nodded. “That is indeed a very ambitious goal… So, which classroom are you in? I’ll come up and find you now.”

When Vivi said this, her expression was incredibly gentle, as if she were whispering sweet nothings to Harry.

But Harry knew that the situation was dangerous, fucking dangerous.

After saying that, Vivi hung up the call.

Harry and Cassandra were left staring at each other in the classroom.

"What do we do?" Harry asked.

“What else can we do?” Cassandra sneered. “You got yourself into this mess, so you have to deal with it yourself—Merlin, I was just a friend attending the ball with you, your dance partner, so why did Grindelwald, that love-struck fool, have his eye on me? Alas…”

"Just friends?" Harry looked up and asked.

Damn it, you've made such a big fuss, making Austria's number one jealous king... no, the Austro-Hungarian Empire's number one jealous king extremely jealous, and now you're telling me we're just friends?

Didn't I suffer this anger for nothing?
“Otherwise?” Cassandra looked at Harry mockingly. “What do you think our relationship should be? No way—Grindelwald is your girlfriend now, do you really think…”

Before he could finish speaking, Harry stood up, reached out and wrapped his arm around Cassandra's neck, pulling her down forcefully.

Caught off guard, Cassandra was stunned by Harry's sudden attack.

It wasn't until their lips parted that Cassandra realized what had just happened.

"Breaking!"

She shouted in embarrassment and anger, "What the hell are you doing to a lady like this?!"

“As you can see,” Harry wiped his mouth and said with a mischievous grin, “we’re not just friends anymore, Casey—we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, don’t you agree?”

“Heh.” Cassandra narrowed her eyes. “And Grindelwald? What do you think your relationship is right now—”

“She’s also my girlfriend.” Harry was utterly shameless.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Vivi's voice came from outside.

"Harry? Casey? Where are you?"

Harry shuddered upon hearing this.

Despite his words and jokes, Harry would have had the courage to say such things in front of Cassandra—but if he were to say them in front of Vivi, he felt that even if he were to take an Avada Kedavra curse right now, or kiss Snape, he would not want to face Vivi's wrath.

He had heard everything Newt had gone through back then.

Gellert targeted Newt because Newt was Dumbledore's favorite student, repeatedly hunting him down and even leaving behind two famous quotes.

"Do you think Dumbledore would mourn for you?" and "What makes Albus Dumbledore like you so much?"

As Gellert's older sister, Vivi is similar to Gellert in some ways, especially in terms of jealousy.

It is not only similar, but it can even be said to surpass it.

Harry was terrified she'd say something like, "Do you think Cassandra Malfoy would mourn for you?" and then unleash her signature fire shield on him...

Although he wasn't afraid of the curse, the castle couldn't withstand the woman's violent destruction.

Hogwarts Castle is too old to withstand such an event.

Just then, the door to one of the classrooms outside was suddenly flung open with a loud bang.

"Harry? Keith?"

Vivi's voice then rang out.

"Oh, not here..."

The footsteps grew closer. Harry looked at Cassandra and mouthed silently, "Do something! Now!"

However, Cassandra showed no intention of running away. Her eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, as if she couldn't wait to meet Vivi.

Harry was just thinking of a solution when the door was suddenly blasted open with a loud "bang," leaving a large hole.

Vivi clung to the edge of the doorway with both hands, sticking her little head out with a delighted expression.

“You’d better not say ‘Here’s Johnny,’” Harry said, rubbing his forehead.

“Oh,” Vivi said, “Then… here’s Vivi!”

With that, the poor door creaked and crashed to the ground.

"I'm sorry," Vivi seemed to be apologizing to the door. "I didn't expect you to be so flimsy... It's my fault."

Harry felt that Vivi's words were implying something, as if she was referring to him rather than the poor door.

After saying that, she walked up to Cassandra.

Cassandra straightened up as well, and the two stared at each other, neither willing to yield. Harry wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt as if he could hear the classic background music from a Western movie, the music of cowboys dueling one-on-one.

Vivi looked Cassandra up and down, her gaze finally settling on her flat chest.

"How pathetic, not even two ounces of meat," Vivi thought disdainfully.

With a figure like that, can she even pull off a dress?

Unless some kind of expansion spell helps her, otherwise... tsk tsk tsk.

Cassandra was getting a little angry that her weaknesses were being observed.

It's just two extra ounces of meat! What's there to be so smug about?!

It was Harry who finally broke the silence.

"What's wrong, Vivi?" He pretended not to know what had happened and looked up at Vivi. "Is there something important?"

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Vivi said with a slight smile. “I just missed you a bit, so I came to Hogwarts to visit you… However, I seem to have heard some very important news… I should say, I do have to commend your honesty.”

“Oh, this.” Harry gesticulated, “It’s alright, Vivi. You know me—I never lie to you?”

Vivi's eyes were initially devoid of any smile, but after hearing Harry's words, a smile finally appeared in them.

“That’s what I like most about you, Harry.” Vivi reached out and ruffled Harry’s hair. “You never lie to me, you’re always so honest with me…”

"So," she asked again, "you've decided? You're going to invite Cass to be your dance partner?"

“Of course.” Harry nodded firmly, his expression even more resolute than when he stood on the dragon throne.

“Since you insist,” Vivi sighed softly, “Alright, I have some things to take care of. Let’s meet again at Christmas…”

After that, she turned and left.

"Just like that, you're leaving?" Cassandra suddenly spoke, "Without even saying goodbye?"

“Let’s at least eat together,” Harry suddenly said. “Let’s eat together, you, me, and Cass… the three of us… um, how about we go to that French restaurant in Diagon Alley?”

Cassandra's lips were pressed tightly together. She looked up at Vivi, who exuded the aura of an empress at all times, and a sudden surge of resentment rose in her heart.

What are you doing? That expression...

I was first, I was clearly first, okay?
Whether it's getting to know Harry, becoming Harry's friend, or... falling for that guy...

Why do you act like a dignified, principal wife?
Vivi's expression reminded Cassandra of the stories she read as a child from the "Qing Dynasty," where it was normal for people to have multiple wives and concubines. Vivi's behavior just now undoubtedly reminded her of the woman named "Precious Hairpin Xue."

Her analogy isn't entirely wrong, since although the two personalities aren't very similar, there's one thing that Weiwei and Baochai definitely have in common: they're both seemingly innocent but actually cunning.

“Okay.” Vivi’s brow relaxed, and she asked Harry, almost jokingly, “Should we invite Papiyas along?”

Is your name Pappi?

Harry hesitated for a moment, and for a second he really wanted to agree.

However, considering the actual situation, Harry decided to take a strategic detour for the time being.

“Papie is out of the question, she probably has something to do today,” Harry said, scratching his head. “Let’s just have the three of us together…we can have a meal together and have a good chat.”

"What are you going to talk about?" Vivi asked meaningfully.

“Let’s talk about the past, and the future,” Harry said. “There’s so much to talk about, don’t you think, Vivi?”

“Okay.” Vivi gave Harry a long look. “Then let’s go get some food together—”

After receiving the approval of the jealous Miss Grindelwald, Harry looked at Cassandra.

“I have no objection,” Cassandra said. “I also think that since Grindelwald has come to Hogwarts, we should let her have a meal before she leaves.”

Since it was such a pleasant decision... or at least Harry thought it was very pleasant, the three of them left Hogwarts.

However, before leaving, Harry and Cassandra still informed their respective heads of the household.

When Cassandra reported to Professor Snape, Snape clearly looked like he had swallowed a fly.

"You're going to have dinner with Porter and Miss Grindelwald?" Snape's expression clearly showed he'd just kissed James Potter. "Well, but don't blame me for not warning you, Miss Malfoy, we don't allow students to stay overnight off-campus."

“It’s just a meal, Professor,” Cassandra said expressionlessly.

Snape had nothing more to say and could only agree to Cassandra's request.

When Harry and Professor McGonagall asked for leave, Professor McGonagall happily agreed.

Despite Professor McGonagall's overly serious and rigid demeanor, and Harry being a fourth-year student, he is now Professor McGonagall's darling. How could a professor refuse a small request from her darling?

Moreover, Harry must be up to something important.

Besides, she knew Miss Grindelwald's abilities; there was absolutely no danger for them going out together.

Of course, Professor McGonagall had no idea that a hundred years ago, the trio of them had scattered the ashes of the largest and second-largest evil forces in Britain.

It was completely cleaned up.

So, are you saying that the three of them are in danger?
Rather, the whole of Britain is in some danger.

While talking to Professor McGonagall, Harry went to the bathroom—and while Vivi and Cassandra weren't around, Harry dialed his godfather's number.

"...That's basically it." Harry pushed up his glasses. "Sirius, what do you think I should do now that I'm in this situation?"

What's going on with you now?

Sirius's phantom had a "Are you kidding me?" look on its face, but since the person in front of it was its godson, it still had to bite the bullet and go up to help.

“It’s hard to say,” he said, “but I think it’s a good thing that you’re being honest, even though the timing isn’t right, it’s still much better than her finding out.”

“Why is the timing wrong?” Harry asked.

“Because you should have confessed to Miss Grindelwald before she arrived at Hogwarts and before she made that call, instead of being passive!” The Godfather looked at him with exasperation. “A woman like Miss Grindelwald, if she really cared about Miss Malfoy’s existence, would have disposed of her long ago… She doesn’t care about Miss Malfoy, she cares about your attitude…”

Harry seemed to understand.

"Women," the Godfather continued, "are not really reasonable; what they need most is your attitude..."

“Then what do you say,” Harry suddenly said, “that I confessed to Vivi and Cass during dinner today that I want them both to be my girlfriends, what do you think?”

Sirius suddenly fell silent.

For no other reason than the courage to raise a child.

“But I heard a fat man, and he seemed… to be singing,” Sirius said, putting a hand to his ear and looking up at the sky. “It sounded like Italian, an excerpt from ‘The Singer’…”

(End of this chapter)