I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

"She seemed happy to reveal this astonishing identity, but remained tight-lipped about why."

"It is precisely because the other party did not say that I am so worried now, always feeling that there is some huge mystery or trap hidden behind this that I cannot see clearly for the time being."

Cassandra fell into thought, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the cool, serpentine carving on the sofa armrest.

The firelight from the fireplace danced on her fair face, reflecting the rational glint in her eyes.

"Then, is it possible that she's lying to you? Is the so-called rebirth just a carefully crafted lie she fabricated to get close to you and deceive you? Perhaps she's not Hermione Granger at all, but some dark wizard using some kind of disguise magic we don't know? Or maybe she's just some kind of dark magic creation?"

She suggested another possibility, her voice tinged with caution.

Genichi Hanyu was indeed unsure whether Hermione was truly a reincarnated being.

He had encountered similar situations before.

He immediately thought of Suoh Yuki from before.

"At first, I also thought that Suoh Yuki was a reincarnated person with memories of the future...0"

"But after further contact and investigation, I finally confirmed that her situation was closer to a peculiar ability to observe parallel worlds. She could vaguely perceive certain possible fragments of the future, but it was not a rebirth that she had personally experienced."

Yuzuru paused, his tone becoming more confused and serious: "But Hermione's situation is completely different now. First of all, in the future she claims, there is a clear presence of me! This is fundamentally different from the possibility of observing parallel worlds."

"Moreover, at a certain point in time, she and I had a profound, perhaps even very intimate, connection."

He omitted the relationship Hermione implied, but Cassandra clearly understood, her eyes darkening slightly.

"Secondly, her understanding of me far exceeds the limits that a freshman who has just entered school and has never even had any interaction with me can achieve."

"She could even accurately predict my reaction and reveal extremely private information that only I knew. This cannot be explained by simple intelligence gathering or guesswork. These details greatly suggest that she is a reincarnated person."

Cassandra clearly hadn't anticipated that the situation would become so complicated and bizarre.

She leaned back slightly against the sofa, raised her hand and gently rubbed her temples, revealing a slightly troubled expression.

A Hermione Granger from the future, with a special relationship to Genichi Hanyu and unclear motives?

This is even more difficult to deal with than ten Voldemors!

"So, how do you plan to treat this acquaintance of yours?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "acquaintance," clearly referring to Hermione's ambiguous actions and words.

She even recalled Hermione's almost defiant gaze and confrontational attitude on the Hogwarts Express.

Now, Cassandra somewhat understands why; the love affair is playing tricks on her!

This realization made Cassandra feel inexplicably uneasy.

92. Favored Cassandra

Looking at his girlfriend in front of him, whose expression was complicated and tinged with jealousy, Genichi Yuzuru felt a warm feeling rise in his heart, as the heavy gloom caused by Hermione dissipated.

He understood Cassandra's complex feelings at that moment.

He immediately leaned closer, reaching out to pull Cassandra into his arms, while coaxing her in his signature roguish yet gentle tone, "My dear Cassandra, are you jealous? In my heart, you are the most important person in the world, and Hermione can only come after you."

However, Cassandra, like a nimble cat, deftly dodged his embrace with a twist of her body, leaving him only with a slightly arrogant profile and a soft hum.

Clearly, the lingering scent of Hermione on Genichi Hanyu and the intimate encounters he had just recounted hadn't completely soothed her jealousy.

Genichi Hanyu reluctantly withdrew his hand, knowing that now was not a good time for intimacy.

His doubts were not completely dispelled.

Why did Hermione come back to life?

What exactly happened to her future?

Could it be that she encountered some irreversible and enormous danger in the future, forcing her to resort to such an extreme method of rewinding time at the age of 30?

"I had tried to ask her directly about the reason for her rebirth, but her answers were either evasive or she used that infuriatingly ambiguous attitude to brush it off."

"She seemed determined to let me guess, or to wait for a specific moment to reveal it."

This feeling of being kept in the dark made Genichi Hanyu very unhappy.

Cassandra turned around and saw the worry and contemplation that had resurfaced on Genichi Hanyu's face. The little bit of jealousy in her heart faded away, replaced by concern for him.

She walked to his side and gently took his hand; his cool fingertips conveyed a comforting strength.

"Since you can't figure it out right now, it's better to put this worry aside for the time being. Dwelling too much on a question that can't be answered immediately will only increase your troubles."

"You should focus your attention on Voldemort first; that noseless guy is the real, tangible threat right now."

"And as long as you become stronger, you will be able to easily deal with any dangers that may arise in the future."

Cassandra tries to steer Genichi Hanyu's thoughts toward a more practical and urgent goal.

Cassandra's words were like a clear spring, instantly waking Genichi Hanyu from his mental maze.

He paused for a moment, then his eyes sharpened and cleared again.

Yes! He gripped Cassandra's hand tightly, as if drawing strength from it.

"Yes!"

"As long as I am strong enough, strong enough to crush any obstacle, then even if some unpredictable changes happen in the future, I will be able to easily deal with them with my strength!"

Instead of worrying unnecessarily, let's deal with the immediate problem first!

He forcefully shook off all the worries about Hermione and the future from his mind!

However, just as Genichi Hanyu was regaining his composure and preparing to turn his attention to Voldemort, Cassandra suddenly moved closer to him again.

Like a wary yet curious kitten, it twitched its nose and gently sniffed the fabric on his neck and shoulders.

Cassandra quickly let out another soft hum, this time with obvious dissatisfaction and a sour tone.

She took a step back, crossed her arms, glanced at Genichi Hanyu, and said in a cool tone, "You smell like that girl. Did something intimate happen between you two?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "intimate," her eyes filled with annoyance, clearly suspecting that Genichi Hanyu was no longer pure.

Genichi Hanyu's lips twitched violently, and he thought to himself: Here it comes!

My girlfriend, who appears aloof and elegant but is actually extremely prone to getting angry and jealous, certainly won't let this opportunity slip by easily!

He quickly reached out again, trying to hug Cassandra to reassure her: "Cassandra, I swear, I absolutely didn't..."

Cassandra deftly dodged to the side again, like a slippery fish.

She raised her chin, like a haughty queen issuing a decree: "You smell like another woman, sweet and cloying, it's awful! You want to hug me?"

She pointed to Genichi Hanyu's chest, her tone resolute, "First, get rid of that odor completely!"

After saying that, she fanned her nose with her hand as if in disgust, as if she really smelled something unbearable.

When Genichi Hanyu saw his girlfriend's adorable expression of pretending to be disgusted when she clearly cared about him to death, the gloom in his heart was completely dispelled, leaving only helplessness and doting.

He shook his head, a "I can't do anything about you" smile on his face.

Then, he elegantly snapped his fingers.

Scourgify

A soft and pure white light instantly enveloped Genichi Hanyu's entire body, like an invisible stream gently washing over him.

The magic took effect extremely quickly, almost instantly taking away all traces of anything that didn't belong to him.

All that remained about him was a clean, refreshing scent that belonged only to him.

"Is this alright now, my love?"

Genichi Hanyu spread his hands and approached Cassandra again.

This time, he didn't give Cassandra any chance to dodge.

With a swift and powerful outstretched arm, he firmly and precisely pulled the girl, who was still pretending to be angry, into his embrace.

His warm chest pressed against hers, his strong arms encircled her slender waist, and his chin rested gently on the top of her fragrant hair.

Cassandra struggled symbolically for a moment, but feeling that familiar and reassuring embrace and breath, her body honestly softened, and she obediently leaned into his arms.

Genichiro Yuzuru lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead. His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of coaxing: "Or, I have an even better suggestion: let me transfer your fragrance to myself. Let all the scents on me become yours, so that we can blend together and become one."

His words carried explicit implications and a strong sense of possessiveness.

Genichi Hanyu decides to defy that damned prophecy.

"Humph!"

Cassandra hummed softly in his arms, her cheeks slightly flushed but her tone still carrying a hint of arrogance.

"Weren't you still going to find Voldemort, that rat in the gutter? What are you wasting your time here for?"

She deliberately brought up serious matters, trying to hide her racing heart.

Genichi Yuzuru chuckled softly, tightening his arms around her as if trying to meld her into his very bones.

"Voldemort? That noseless guy, we can find him anytime, he can't escape, but now..."

He tilted his head slightly, his warm breath brushing against Cassandra's sensitive earlobe, his voice deep and seductive.

"Right now, all I want to do is comfort my dear Cassandra and cheer her up again; that's the most important thing I need to do right now."

Cassandra could only let out another ambiguous hum in response to Genichi Hanyu's undisguised favoritism and passionate words of love, burying her face even deeper into his warm chest.

However, the subtle upturn of her lips, forming a beautiful crescent shape, clearly revealed her true feelings at that moment.

That slight jealousy and unpleasantness had long since been washed away by the sweet warmth, leaving only the satisfaction and joy of being cherished and favored.

93 The Forbidden Forest Showdown: The Unbelievable Voldemort

Genichi Hanyu stood deep in the forbidden forest. The branches of the towering ancient trees were like twisted ghost claws, tearing the already sparse moonlight into pieces and casting eerie and ferocious shadows on the ground.

The air was filled with the smell of damp, decaying leaves, the earthy odor of soil, and a lingering stench of garlic.

After some effort, Genichi Hanyu finally managed to trap that lingering, slippery soul in this dark place far from the heart of Hogwarts Castle.

Ahead, a figure draped in a black robe, its body appearing particularly hunched and twisted in the dim light, was trying to blend into the dense shadow of a giant beech tree.

With the pale, reptilian skin peeking out from under the hood, and the pure malice emanating from him enough to freeze the soul, how could Genichi Hanyu possibly mistake it?

"Tsk."

A cold, metallic laugh pierced the stagnant silence of the forbidden forest.

With his hands tucked into the pockets of his wizard's robe, Yuzuru's posture was as relaxed as if he were strolling in his own backyard. Only his deep eyes, gleaming with an inorganic, cold light in the darkness, were fixed on the back of the person who had suddenly stiffened upon being discovered.

A sneer curled at the corner of his lips, his voice low but clear enough to pierce the distance through the woods, each word like an icy needle stabbing precisely at the other's most sensitive nerve:

"Look who this is?"

He deliberately slowed down his speech to make the mockery even more pronounced.

"The great Dark Lord Voldemort, who once made the entire British magical world tremble and whose name became taboo?"

He deliberately emphasized that title that terrified countless people, drawing out the last syllable with extreme irony.

"Now they can only dart about like maggots clinging to rotting flesh, parasitizing the bodies of lowly servants, desperately trying to survive amidst the mud and withered branches. What a wonderful irony of fate this is."

Each syllable was like an invisible hammer, slamming down on Voldemort's already twisted and broken yet still pathologically maintained self-esteem.

These words were tantamount to pressing the last remaining dignity of this former Dark Lord into the cold, moss-covered, insect-infested soil, and then grinding it mercilessly underfoot!

"Avada Kedavra!"

The response to Genichi Hanyu's provocation was a roar from Voldemort's, or rather Quirrell's, throat, a mixture of rage and extreme killing intent!

Voldemort didn't even turn around completely; he simply swung his arm and unleashed a blinding, soul-chilling beam of ghastly green light.

Like a venomous python emerging from the abyss of hell, it suddenly tore through the stagnant darkness, carrying with it an absolute aura of death that could destroy all life.

It shot towards Genichi Hanyu's heart at a speed that could tear through the air!

The light from the Killing Curse instantly tinged the surrounding ancient trees with an eerie, sinister green glow, illuminating Voldemort's face, twisted and distorted by extreme rage and humiliation, beneath his hood.

However, faced with this deadly green light, Genichi Hanyu's cold smile remained unchanged.

He didn't even move his feet; he merely raised his wrist casually, the movement as fluid as brushing away a speck of dust.

"Expelliarmus!"

A crimson beam of light, far more concentrated and intense than that cast by ordinary wizards, seemingly composed of liquid flames, roared from the tip of his wand like a lava meteor streaking across the night sky!

Without dodging or detouring, it charged head-on with unstoppable momentum, precisely colliding with the ghastly green beam of killing intent!

Red and green, two magical beams symbolizing diametrically opposed wills and powers, collided violently in mid-air!