Chapter 173 Cassandra’s Strategy...or Code Book?
The rest of the days passed quickly, and it was almost time for the holidays to come in the blink of an eye.
In the auditorium, the classic Gryffindor colors of gold and red were used. Thanks to the visible hands of the school director, Ms. Pappy Sweeting, Professor Snape's precise point-control evil deeds were effectively controlled, so Gryffindor's score was overwhelming, with a lead of 124 points.
The three houses were sitting happily in the auditorium, which was in sharp contrast to the slightly dull Slytherin.
Slytherin's prefect, Miss Farley, sat on the bench with a gloomy look on her face, looking glumly at the Gryffindor Lion flag not far in front of her, unable to say a word for a long time.
Draco saw the sad Miss Farley, picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and advised: "Stop being so sad, Miss Farley, come and have a drink."
Miss Farley took the pumpkin juice, stared closely at the lion flag, and drank the pumpkin juice in one gulp.
"We are champions again."
This is what the Gryffindors said.
"Slytherin is not a champion."
This is what the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students said.
When it comes to opposing Slytherin, the other two houses are actually quite united.
As long as Slytherin doesn't win the House Cup, it's acceptable.
Professor McGonagall tapped her cup amidst the whispers in the auditorium, and the crisp sound spread throughout the entire auditorium.
"Quiet, everyone, be quiet," she said.
The buzz in the auditorium disappeared.
Dumbledore stood up, first cast a loudspeaker spell on himself, and then said to everyone: "In the new summer, we have another pleasant summer."
"After all, for children, not going to school is the happiest day, isn't it?"
There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium, especially the two troll brothers beside Draco, Crabbe and Goyle, who laughed loudest.
Miss Farley gave them both a vicious look for their heartlessness.
Merlin, Slytherin's House Cup was snatched away by Gryffindor, you two troll brothers still have the heart to laugh?
"In the new school year, we have had some incidents." Dumbledore said loudly: "Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets was opened, an unfortunate classmate, and a poor cat were petrified."
"You should know that fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was also opened, but the victim - Miss Elizabeth Warren, also known as Moaning Myrtle, was not so lucky. Killed directly by that monster.”
"Fortunately, Mr. Harry Potter of Gryffindor bravely solved the little trouble in the Chamber of Secrets for us, so that the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets will no longer harm Hogwarts... Therefore, on behalf of Hogwarts, I would like to Watts' principal, as well as all the Hogwarts Board of Trustees, awarded him the Special Contribution to the School Award! ”
The Special Contribution to the School Award is an award given to those Hogwarts students who have made outstanding contributions to the school. It is a golden medal with the name of the winner written on it.
A classmate once won this award, his name is Tom Marvolo Riddle.
In June 1942, he received this award for catching the culprit who opened the secret room. His medal was placed in a display case in the corner of the prize room, but the reason for his award was not stated.
There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and then a burst of warm cheers erupted from the long tables of the three colleges.
The Slytherin classmates were much more reserved. They applauded Harry politely and orderly.
I can't help but applaud. The prefect, Miss Farley, has a good relationship with Harry, and the scary transfer student seems to have a good relationship with Harry too - don't you see? She was now sitting on the Gryffindor bench, her narrow eyes scanning the Slytherin bench.
That clearly means - whoever dares not to applaud, I will make it impossible for you to applaud in the future.
"Then, what needs to be announced next is - the final score of the Academy Cup...Hufflepuff, four hundred and forty-seven points!"
The students in the auditorium applauded together, and the Hufflepuff students were the happiest. They didn't seem to care at all that they were ranked last.
This is what a little badger looks like.
"Ravenclaw, four hundred and fifty-six points!" Dumbledore announced again.
The students in the auditorium applauded again to celebrate Ravenclaw.
After the noise in the auditorium ended, Dumbledore loudly announced again: "Slytherin, four hundred and seventy-two points!"
This time, only Slytherin's own classmates clapped at first, but after Harry applauded Slytherin, Gryffindor reluctantly joined in the applause.
Following Gryffindor's lead, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw also began to applaud Slytherin.
Dumbledore looked at all this with satisfaction and praised Harry's heart.
Harry actually has no prejudice against Slytherin. Except for the fact that Slytherin was unlucky enough to have Voldemort, this academy is actually pretty good.
Compared to the bastard Voldemort, even Principal Black looks so cute.
Principal Black, who was taking a nap in No. 12 Grimmauld Place, suddenly sneezed in the portrait. He opened his eyes drowsily, stretched out his hand to rub his nose, and sneezed again.
"Finally, let us celebrate the birth of the champion -" Dumbledore said loudly: "Gryffindor, five hundred and ninety-eight points!"
A burst of warm cheers erupted in the auditorium, especially the Weasley twins - they lit the Libre fireworks, and the auditorium was a lively scene.
"We are the champions!" the twins shouted loudly. They put their arms around Percy's shoulders, jumping and jumping happily - as if they had earned their Gryffindor points. .
"The two of them have forgotten that they are the one who is doing a disservice." Ginny shook her head helplessly at the side.
"I bet that if the two of them can be honest, it won't be a problem for Gryffindor to break 700 points." This is the evaluation from Angelina Johnson.
"So can we skip Quidditch practice today?" Alia Spinnet said carefully.
Wood glanced down at the shivering Alia Spinnet, and said with a smile: "We are already on vacation, why would I drag you to practice Quidditch together? Of course - you must not forget it after you get home. , understand?”
"Okay, Captain—" the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team drawled in reply.
After the students finished celebrating, Dumbledore announced that the banquet had officially begun.
"Oh my god, Harry." Ron said from the side: "I really want to get the special contribution award to the school - in this case, my mother will reward me with chicken drumsticks."
"You can reward yourself." Hermione said with a little disgust.
Ron crossed his arms and snorted: "How can that be considered a reward? You don't understand even after I told you."
"Okay, then I'll reward you." Hermione picked up a chicken drumstick from the table: "Ronald Weasley, I, Hermione Jane Granger, reward you with a big drumstick."
Weiwei looked at the two children from the side with an aunty smile on her face.
"What if you win the award next year?" Harry said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are still five years, you will always have a chance, Ron."
"I think so too." Ron said with a smile, taking the chicken drumstick from Hermione's hand and biting it happily.
"What are your plans for the holidays?" Hermione asked Harry, then looked at Vivi: "I think you might go on a trip?"
"No, I still have to complete my studies in a Muggle school, Hermione." Vivi said with a smile: "Don't forget, there is still a primary semester..."
"What about you, Harry?" Ron was feeding Scabbers with one hand and said, "What are your plans for the holidays? Do you still want to live at the Dursleys' house?"
"Probably, but I might also go for a walk," Harry replied.
"Maybe we can go to Weasley's house together." Hermione said with a smile: "My dad has always been interested in Mr. Weasley's flying car. I think the two of them can get along very well. My dad I asked you this when you wrote to me a few days ago, Ron.”
"Oh, that's not possible." Ron shrugged with some regret: "Dad won a prize - the Daily Prophet's annual prize. The prize is a full seven hundred galleons - after mum and dad discussed it, , I am going to take our family to Egypt to visit my eldest brother Bill - you know, he works as a curse breaker in Gringotts in Egypt. By the way, we will also have some fun in Egypt and travel to relax."
"So that's it." Hermione nodded and said, "Well, we can only wait until you come back from Egypt to meet again."
"Bye, bye." Jack shouted from the side.
Today, Weiwei also knows that it was not the sunflower parrot that tore up Harry's notebook, but the sunflower parrot.
But she couldn't do anything to a sunflower parrot. After all, that parrot was her brother, and Jack was not.
"I also really want to go to Egypt." Simo said on the side: "I want to go to the pyramids and see if there are really mummies inside - the kind with circles of bandages wrapped around their bodies. That thing looks really scary, doesn’t it?”
"Mummies are not scary, Seamus." Hermione said, "They are just Egyptian mummies. In fact, they should be similar to the Inferi. When encountering the fire spell, they will... be destroyed."
"Honestly, Seamus." Neville said timidly: "I think in the eyes of the mummy, you are definitely scarier than anything else."
After hearing these words, instead of being angry, Simo became proud.
"Haha, I think so too." He said, "Isn't it just a mummy? I don't believe that a mummy can survive my explosion curse..."
After the banquet in the auditorium was over, it was time for vacation.
Logically speaking, you can leave school today, but trains usually leave in the morning, so most students choose to stay in school for a day and wait for tomorrow's train before going home.
A few classmates, such as Pansy Parkinson, who had cars at home, took their family's carriage home early.
That afternoon, Sebastian also woke up from his petrification.
Harry specially asked Vivi to come to the school hospital with him.
"Hey Seb," Harry called Sebastian's nickname, "I'm really glad to see you're getting better."
"I'm very happy too." Sebastian replied sinisterly: "Especially being stuffed into your wallet and being glared at by your basilisk really makes my old friend very happy."
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Weiwei turned her head away, pretending to be interested in the white sheets beside her, and forced herself to hold back her smile.
Harry, who was teased, began to make excuses: "This is your fault - that basilisk is not mine. He was raised by Slytherin and only obeys the heir of Slytherin... and Ominis is He is a descendant of Slytherin, so logically, he is the owner of the basilisk. If you want to settle accounts, you should go to him.”
After that, before Sebastian could continue to speak, he changed the topic: "Well, I asked Professor Dumbledore, and he said that Morfin Gaunt didn't know that Voldemort hid the portrait of Ominis. Where is it, but after our analysis, it is very likely that his Horcrux is with the portrait of Ominis. For example, the vault of Gringotts is very likely to be the hiding place of one of his Horcruxes. "
"It seems that he is indeed an outstanding person." Sebastian blew a loud whistle: "He can successfully split his soul to make a Horcrux. Just because he can endure such pain, he can be called an outstanding person. What's more, Besides, I heard what you said, he made more than just one Horcrux?”
"Yes, his diary is one of the Horcruxes." Harry nodded and said, "According to Professor Dumbledore and I's guess, that ring, Marvolo Gaunt's ring, was probably made by him as well. Horcrux.”
"This is a bit troublesome for you." Sebastian's soul rippled like water: "I am just a ghost now, and I can only watch you fight that Voldemort - very It’s a pity, it’s a pity.”
Harry looked at the rippling Sebastian suspiciously, who looked very excited.
"I see you don't feel pity, but are looking forward to it?"
"Of course." Sebastian said with a smile: "You were taught by me - of course, I mean black magic. Of course I look forward to your fight with the most powerful dark wizard of this century. What an exciting scene, Harry.”
Well, he is a person who enjoys watching the excitement and does not take it too seriously.
"I knew that you taught him all his black magic."
Weiwei suddenly turned around and looked at Sebastian with an evil look: "The three unforgivable curses, right? Can't you teach him some good ones?" "Well, in fact, I am also responsible for the thunderbolt explosion and other evil curses. "The church." Sebastian raised his hand and said, "There are also strong fire, eye disease spells, etc..."
Harry quickly reached out and held Vivi's wrist to prevent her from raising her hand and giving Sebastian an ancient magic.
"He is really lucky to have a friend like you!" Weiwei sneered and said, "If he hadn't been able to learn ancient magic, he might have been driven crazy by the Cruciatus Curse!"
"But I know that for those of you who learn ancient magic, your final emotions will be gathered into that emotional aggregate." Sebastian chuckled: "Besides, how can you fight against dark wizards if you don't know how to use black magic? Okay? Didn’t Professor Haoying always say that if you know yourself and your enemy at the same time, you won’t lose even if you fight a hundred times?”
"Besides, I really don't know when you became so pedantic, Grindelwald." Sebastian added: "It's obvious that you can kill all targets within the range with one Avada Kedavra. It was developed by you——"
Before Weiwei could speak, she heard a joking voice coming from behind.
"I can't believe that you have such an experience."
The three of them turned around and found that Dumbledore had arrived behind them without knowing it.
"But what I need to add is that I don't agree with you learning black magic - at least not before the fourth grade. Black magic will affect people's hearts after all. Wizards who are too young will inevitably not be able to grasp it and be affected by magic. In the end, Going astray ”
"You are right, Professor." Weiwei nodded in approval.
Sebastian stood up and looked at Dumbledore.
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"Are you the current principal of Hogwarts?" He said: "I seem to have heard of this surname somewhere...Dumbledore..."
"Oh, you may not remember me, Mr. Saru." Dumbledore said with a smile: "You should remember my sister, Ariana - the little girl with Obscurus."
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Sebastian showed a look of realization.
"Ah, yes, I remember." He said: "Ariana Dumbledore, right? I remember when I went to find a way to control Anne's condition, I met your sister, and your The more grumpy brother, Aberforth Dumbledore, right? ...How is she?"
Dumbledore sighed and told Sebastian what happened.
After listening to it once, Sebastian looked at Vivi with an expressionless look.
Weiwei looked to the side with some embarrassment. She also felt embarrassed that she had such an asshole younger brother.
"I heard from Harry," Dumbledore said to relieve the embarrassment: "Your sister, Anne Saru, is now sealed in a cave in the Forbidden Forest by Ominis Gaunt, but It’s a pity that even today, a hundred years later, there is still nothing that can be done about the curse of black magic.”
"So we can only find the right time to rescue her when we really have a way to lift the curse." Sebastian sighed and looked down at his ghost body: "I hope She won’t be sad to see me like this.”
"At least you can still be by her side, Seb." Harry said comfortingly: "It's better than you completely disappearing from her life."
"That's true, it's just troublesome not being able to eat, but..." Sebastian said with a smile: "I'm not Sweetin's Hufflepuff, even if I become a ghost and can't eat, it's not a problem for me. It doesn’t matter.”
"Speaking of Pabby," Harry said, "Pabby's condition is not very good either. She has turned into a Magic Magus and cannot transform into human form."
Sebastian glanced sideways at Harry.
"Some people are really sinful, Harry." Sebastian sneered and said: "Look, there are so many..."
"Okay, Saru." Vivi interrupted him and said: "Compared to these - what do you plan to do during the vacation? Harry may not be able to take you with him if he returns to the Muggle world."
"I'm in Hogwarts. I quite like it here." Sebastian said nonchalantly: "Maybe I will also become the new ghost of Hogwarts for so many years..."
"You are not the latest. The latest is Elizabeth Warren, Moaning Myrtle, who was stared to death by a basilisk in 1942." Harry added.
Sebastian spread his hands indifferently: "Then I am also the latest, because I just came to Hogwarts - if I go to the restricted book area again this time, the people guarding the library will not make things difficult for me. ”
"Maybe Peeves can, oh by the way - in your form, you should be able to give Peeves a good beating to vent his anger. Do you still remember when you asked me to go to the restricted area of the library to find the magic spell to cure Anne? We were discovered by Pipis Guillotine at that time, and you were punished a lot for this?" Harry asked with a smile.
Sebastian thought for a moment, nodded seriously and said, "If you don't tell me about this, I will almost forget it - it was at that time that I taught you the Transformation Curse, right? But... Pippi Damn, I really need to punch this guy hard."
Even though he is a ghost, he is still so angry.
But if you ask any Hogwarts student, whether they have graduated from the school or have not graduated from Hogwarts, who they want to hate the most - they will definitely answer Filch, Or just Peeves.
After all, these two people are really annoying, especially Filch...
Dumbledore seemed to be studying his beard, not caring if the ghosts in the school were going to get screwed.
"And your task is heavy, Harry." Sebastian looked at Harry and said: "During this holiday, you not only have to find Ominis, but also Malfoy - do you remember me? Did you tell me? After Grindelwald and Sweeting disappeared, Malfoy also disappeared... I think she must have come to find you. You know her character."
"Know what?" Harry asked curiously.
Vivi interrupted Sebastian.
"Of course I care about you, Harry." She said, "Despite her unforgiving words, in fact Cassandra is the one who cares about you the most among us."
Sebastian's expression suddenly became subtle.
Woman...
I would rather give Cassandra Malfoy a favorable impression than let Harry know Miss Malfoy's real solution to the problem...
Forget it, Sebastian thought, it’s all about having fun anyway, so whose fun isn’t it?
In his heart, he always felt that Cassandra Malfoy was Harry's favorite - but neither Harry nor Malfoy noticed this problem.
Especially Harry, he even felt that he hated Malfoy, it was really...
The more Sebastian thought about it, the more he looked forward to it. He was looking forward to the expression on Grindelwald's face when Miss Malfoy got the better of her.
But having said that, if Sebastian were asked to choose someone he thought was more suitable for Harry, he would definitely choose Miss Grindelwald.
Because Miss Grindelwald is tolerant and gentle enough, and Harry is a child with no sense of security. Only a gentle older sister can give him a sense of security.
As for that arrogant Miss Malfoy...
God, if Miss Malfoy doesn't change, the two of them may have to doubt this and that every day when they are together.
"She's right, Harry," Sebastian said taking advantage of the situation.
After chatting in the school hospital for a while, Sebastian returned to the Slytherin common room.
He belongs to Slytherin and has been a Slytherin his entire life.
Slytherin's classmates have long been accustomed to ghosts, and they didn't feel any surprise after discovering Sebastian.
On the contrary, it was Sebastian who spotted the big-backed Draco among the crowd at a glance.
In fact, Lucius originally wanted to send someone to pick up Draco, but Draco said he would take the train back to London tomorrow, so Lucius had no objection and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
"Hey, Malfoy boy."
Sebastian waved at Draco.
Draco stepped forward, took a look at Sebastian's slightly younger appearance, and asked uncertainly: "Are you looking for me? Do you know me?"
"Of course I know you, platinum hair, gray eyes... you are just like your great-aunt." Sebastian said with a smile, "Introduce yourself, Sebastian Salu."
Draco opened his mouth wide at first, and then showed a look of surprise.
"Ah, I know, you are the senior who was in Slytherin back then!" He said quickly: "It's an honor to meet you, senior - I know your deeds..."
"I really didn't expect that a hundred years later, someone would still know about my deeds." Sebastian said with a smile: "What do you know?"
Draco began to ramble on about what he knew, about Sebastian's exploits.
"You shouldn't know that I will spend the rest of my life in Azkaban, right?" Sebastian said casually.
Draco: "Huh?"
"But it's not a big deal. It's always pleasant to see the descendants of an old friend -" Sebastian said in a long voice: "I also saw the descendants of Derek Flint. , that’s the big buck-toothed monster, right?”
Draco looked back at Marcus who was chatting with others and was vomiting. He nodded and said, "Yes, he is Marcus from the Flint family and is also the captain of our college Quidditch team. .”
"Your great-aunt dislikes his ancestors very much. For this reason, he asked the school board to warn his family that if they bully Harry Potter again, they will get out of the UK." Sebastian said with a smile. , at this point, he leaned down and said to Draco: "You don't know, right? Your great-aunt likes Harry Potter very much?"
"Of course I know, Mr. Saru!" Draco was as excited as if he had found the organization: "Oh my god, I didn't expect you to know about this... Then why didn't you tell Harry? I mean... wake him up? ”
"Do you think Harry Potter will mourn for me?" Sebastian glanced at Draco with a confused look: "You have to know that Miss Grindelwald is a famous jealous king. If she knows that I intervened, Without the dispute between the three of them, I’m afraid I will become a ghost many years in advance, I won’t lie to you.”
"No?" Draco frowned and said, "Miss Grindelwald seems quite amiable... Besides, if she was such a person, my great-aunt might have been brutally murdered by her long ago."
"Because she is the one who came!" Sebastian said with hatred: "She is ashamed of your great-aunt... Just think about it."
"So that's it!" Draco suddenly realized as if he was enlightened.
"So what I need to tell you now is that as your great-aunt's great-nephew, you should shoulder the responsibility!" Sebastian raised his head and saw that there was no Vivi in his field of vision, so he whispered to Draco Said: "You need to be a mouthpiece for your great-aunt in a timely manner - not just a simple voice transmission, but a qualified interpreter!"
"Translation?" Draco was confused.
"According to my speculation, Cassandra Malfoy will return no later than Christmas. Her character... is rather weird. Let me give you an example. For example, she said she hates Harry, but in fact What she wants to say is that she likes it, but due to her weird personality, she can't say it, so she can only say that she hates it - but what she hates is actually herself that she can't express, not Harry, do you understand? "
"Wait a minute!"
Draco took out a notebook from his arms: "Go on, Mr. Saru... Well, you mean that as long as my great-aunt says something disgusting, you have to translate it in reverse, right?"
Sebastian looked at Draco with a childish expression.
"Then what if she says she likes Harry?" Draco asked ignorantly, "I'll just pass on the message as she originally intended?"
"Are you stupid?" Sebastian said angrily: "Well, this does have to be translated according to its original meaning - but what I need to tell you is that with your great-aunt's character, I hope If she can say this, she might as well hope that I will never learn black magic!"
Draco made an OK gesture to indicate that he had received it.
Then he asked cautiously: "Are you very proficient in magic spells? I mean - all kinds of magic spells?"
Sebastian smiled. He sat on the chair and said with a smile: "You know? Almost all the curses that Harry Potter learned were taught to him quietly by me..."
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After hearing Sebastian's words, Draco's expression immediately changed.
All his thoughts were displayed on his face, clearly——
If you don't dislike me, I am willing to recognize you as my godfather!
(Ask for monthly ticket)
(Tomorrow it will be twice as spicy, wait for double the fierceness)
(End of chapter)