Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Then, Cassandra smiled.

Dark magic power surged from the palm, and a burst of cold mist spread in the living room.

Silently rolling like a blade, it tore the long table from the middle in an instant.

The gorgeous living room was full of flying sawdust, and the carpet was silently rolled to pieces.

Narcissa screamed and rushed towards Draco, and Lucius drew his wand again, trying to aim at Cassandra but failing to do so.

However, Lucius didn't struggle for long.

Because Moran was quickly put away by Cassandra.

Only tables and floors were damaged, and no one was injured.

If fear and pallor and trembling weren't hurt.

"Cassandra!"

"You need to give me an explanation!"

Cassandra put the fairy back on her earlobe, and the stripe on the back of her hand changed from one to two.

When the stripes become three, Cassandra will be affected by Moran's magic power, and start to be unable to control Moran.

But wearing a fairy, she'll be back to normal soon, so Cassandra doesn't need to worry.

"Father, I heard a word that I can't accept."

"As for the vocabulary, you can ask Draco yourself."

Lucius realized something and looked at Draco.

The trembling Draco wanted to say something, but seeing Cassandra's smile, he didn't dare to say a word.

"Lucius, you have to protect us, you have to protect us!"

Narcissa was still shouting, Lucius blushed, but he had already made a judgment.

"Now, you both go to your rooms, Dobby!"

Dobby appeared in an apparition in the living room, and when he saw the tragic scene in the living room, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

"Take Cassandra to her room, now."

"Dobby understands, little master Cassandra...can you come with me?"

"Okay, Dobby."

Cassandra nodded and smiled at Dobby, and followed Dobby out of the living room.

Only Narcissa and Draco, who hugged each other and cried bitterly, and Lucius, who was still panting, were left behind.

"Lucius, she has to get out of here, or she'll kill us!"

Narcissa was insisting, and Lucius insisted: "Draco, what did you say?"

"Fairy... I'm talking about fairies, not anything else!"

Draco defended himself, which made Narcissa slightly startled.

Doesn't that sound like a curse word?

"And she attacked you?"

"Yes, she... she is a devil!"

Lucius also showed a strange look, and then said, "At least you don't have to worry about that now, Narcissa."

Narcissa looked at Draco who was trembling in her arms, and seemed to understand something: "But...does she really think so?"

"I'll ask him... No, you can ask him yourself when you get a chance."

Narcissa panicked: "Lucius, how is this possible..."

Lucius interrupted her: "Listen, Narcissa, don't treat her like a child."

"You are her mother, you have to learn to get along with her, I can't protect you 24 hours a day!"

Narcissa pursed her lips and could only nod her head.

Only Draco was still crying, unable to understand anything at all.

At this time, Cassandra had followed Dobby to the door of her room.

Hearing the [Mission Failed] notification sound in his ears, he laughed happily.

Although the task rewards are good, she doesn't do all the tasks.

013 The first servant

"Master Cassandra, this is your room."

Dobby was visibly horrified by the scene in the living room, trying to smile but still shaking.

Cassandra opened the door and entered, and the decoration in the room made her eyes shine.

The lavender wallpaper is dotted with snowflake patterns, and in the center of the room is a large bed with a silver base, covered with a blue base and a purple lavender patterned bedding.

"Dobby doesn't know if you like this style, if you don't..."

Dobby still wanted to say something to apologize, but Cassandra had already stepped forward quickly, throwing herself on the soft bed and sinking into it.

The faint scent of lavender was relaxing, and Cassandra wanted to just close her eyes.

But not yet.

"Dobby, I like it very much, thank you."

Cassandra sat up and waved to Dobby.

Dobby was stunned when he heard that, this was the first time someone said thank you to him.

Dobby wanted to laugh subconsciously, but grabbed the door frame next to him, banging his head on and on.

"Dobby has no shame, Dobby is actually happy with the master's thanks!"

"Dobby just did what Dobby should do, and Dobby is grateful for what he has gained."

"Dobby is a disgraceful house-elf!"

Although she already knew about house elves through the original book, Cassandra was shocked when she really saw the distortion of house elves.

Dobby was literally hitting the wall, and blood was already streaming from his forehead.

"Stop, Dobby!"

Cassandra gave the order, and seeing that Dobby still didn't stop, she added: "This is an order, Dobby."

Dobby finally stopped and looked at Cassandra timidly, as if waiting for Cassandra to punish him.

"Dobby, unless I give you an order, you can't make any extra moves, understand?"

"Dobby...understood."

Is it time to come or is it coming, is it a whip or a spell?

Oh, couldn't it be that kind of dark magic power, would Dobby be torn apart and eaten?

"Just now you hurt yourself, did you want to do it, or did you have to do it?"

Dobby's behavior just now is in line with the logic of a house elf's behavior.

But in fact, Dobby is a free house elf.

Or rebellious.

If Dobby had to obey some sort of magical contract, there was really nothing Cassandra could do right now.

Dobby blinked his eyes wide: "Dobby wants to do this...everyone does it."

"That means you're not under the control of some kind of magic, right?"

"Yes, little master."

"Okay then, listen to my order."

Dobby looked up, listening carefully.

"Unless I order you to punish yourself, you can't punish yourself, understand?"

Dobby opened his mouth wide in surprise, this was the first time he had heard such an order.

It stands to reason that he should nod immediately, after all, this is the master's order.

But this order conflicts with the consistent tradition of the house elves.

"But little master, I must punish myself, or Dobby will...become less of a house-elf!"

"Dobby will want to dress cleaner, want to rest, want a salary, want a lot of things..."

Dobby shivered. He was challenging the taboo of the house-elf.

"Will you be punished by some kind of magic if you do this?"

"No, but the other house-elves would laugh at Dobby."

This made Cassandra frown.

She also thought that the house-elves were enslaved by some kind of deep-rooted magical contract.

Is the result just the ideological stamp of generations of slavery?

"So are the master's orders important, or the ridicule of other house-elves?"

"Of course master's orders are important, and Dobby absolutely obeys master's orders!"

Dobby's voice became high-pitched, and his absolute obedience to the wizard was the highest level of ideological stencil.

"Listen up, Dobby, then."

Dobby listened with wide-eyed eyes, always feeling that the beautiful little master in front of him would bring him a different future.

"I order you to ignore the ridicule of the other house-elves and do what you want, provided, of course, that you don't disobey the other orders of your masters."

"What you want to do in the future is equivalent to having my support."