Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Just why, he became her?

Curly red hair, softened features, and larger eyes, the same pretty emerald green as Cassandra.

Why is that?

Harry turned into Harry?

Just when Harry was feeling restless, a man with naked upper body came over and hugged him from behind.

A mess of hair, who else but Snape who doesn't wash his hair?

"Honey……"

"Help!"

Harry Potter sat up straight like a carp, and then looked at everything around him in astonishment.

He is still lying on the bed in the school hospital.

Just now he felt as if he had had a terrible nightmare, in the dream... what was in the dream?

"Mr Potter, are you all right?"

Madam Pomfrey took off her blindfold and looked at Harry in surprise.

"I saw you fell asleep just now, so I didn't bother you."

"Come to check your body now?"

"Oh well."

Harry sat up straight, waiting for Madam Pomfrey, but unexpectedly saw the blindfold on Madam Pomfrey's forehead.

"That is……"

"Ah, this, a little medical tool."

Madam Pomfrey talked about it.

Even though she had heard from Dumbledore a long time ago and was prepared, when she saw Cassandra's charm restored, she almost lost control.

Fortunately, Cassandra helped her put the blindfold on.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be told to Harry, and it is now in a state of high secrecy.

"Oh."

Harry didn't think much of it, and turned to look at the curtain beside him, at the other end was Cassandra.

There seemed to be a lot of candles lit there, giving off a mysterious light.

Even through the curtain, Harry was attracted.

"Well, Mr. Potter, don't look over there."

"Here is some potion, drink it, it can help me confirm your physical condition."

Harry obeyed obediently, but always wanted to take an extra look in Cassandra's direction.

As for the current Cassandra, she has naturally returned to the upper limit state of her soft and glowing charm.

In this state of her own, she had already told Dumbledore in a letter.

If this kind of thing is not told to Dumbledore, which leads to chaos, then Dumbledore will definitely be very angry.

But on the contrary, he told Dumbledore that not only would he not be angry, but he would take the initiative to take responsibility to protect Cassandra.

As for the situation where Dumbledore refused, it was impossible at all.

How could he refuse the help of a weak, pitiful and helpless obscurant girl?

There was a light knock on the door, and Madam Pomfrey opened the door with her back turned to Cassandra.

The door opened and Dumbledore appeared.

"Professor, you're not wearing a blindfold."

"Oh, I know that, Madam Pomfrey, but I want to try."

After speaking, he walked in and looked at Cassandra face to face.

Cassandra had taken off her shoes and was sitting with her back against the head of the bed, reading a book in her hand.

There were no lights around her, but the whole body was glowing with light.

The blond hair is draped over a black gold-rimmed robe, connected to white cotton socks, and the little feet that can be grasped with one hand are comfortably together, curled up and swayed back and forth from time to time.

It is as beautiful as the most beautiful handicraft, just looking at it makes people shake their hearts, and they want to move forward to hold her in their arms and comfort her.

"Professor, you are too close."

Cassandra sighed softly, raised the book and placed it in front of her to block Dumbledore's face.

Dumbledore reached out and took the book, and looked down at the content on it: "I am very pleased that you have studied hard."

Cassandra was a little surprised: "I thought you were charmed by me, Professor."

"Enchantment... the word is very appropriate, but it's better not to use it indiscriminately. You are only 11 years old, so you don't need to think so much, Miss Malfoy."

"Can you just call me Cassandra?"

"Of course, but what about private occasions?"

Cassandra nodded.

"Snape is right, Occlumency does not work very well for your charm, but it does not work at all."

"Empty your mind, so long that only the instinctive impulse of the flesh is left, so it will be much easier to control."

"Of course, the most convenient way is not to see you like this."

Dumbledore knocked on his eyes, and the translucent half-moon eyes turned into half-moon sunglasses.

"Well, that's much better."

Dumbledore returned the book to Cassandra.

"So should I still wear it? Always felt like wearing it would cause confusion."

Cassandra asked Dumbledore tactfully, and Dumbledore smiled slightly.

"You have touched me when you chose to do so, Miss Cassandra."

"For the consideration of classmates who have never met, not everyone can do this."

"For this reason, I have two gifts to give you."

"Gift?"

Cassandra was taken aback, seeing Dumbledore pull out a box as if by magic.

"When you return to your private dormitory, you can study slowly."

"However, there is one thing in it that I lent you temporarily. I hope you can return it to me when the time comes, because it is actually a treasure handed down from Mr. Potter's family."

Hearing this, Cassandra's eyes lit up slightly.

Is it an invisibility cloak?

"Okay, you must be tired too, how about going back to the dormitory first?"

"This is Yuga, the house elf of Hogwarts. It has prepared some snacks for you. You can ask it if you have any questions."

Yuga's eyes are not big, but his ears are extremely big, as big as his face, and looks like a big bat.

"Hello, Miss Malfoy, is there anything I can do for you?"

Cassandra looked at Yuga in front of her seriously, and really wanted to ask: What's the relationship between you and Snape?

047 The first invisibility cloak and the three holy artifacts

"Nice to meet you, Yuga."

Cassandra greets Yuga.

Yuga's big ears slapped, and Cassandra's friendly attitude made him very happy.

"Then please take me back to the dormitory, can I use Apparation directly?"

Yuga didn't answer directly, but looked at Dumbledore.

The house elves at Hogwarts are only allowed to use magic within the scope of their work.

And Dumbledore is the manager of Hogwarts, only he can give Yuga the right to cast spells.

"If Cassandra asks you about life issues, then you can help her with confidence and boldness."

Dumbledore seems to have given Yuga the rights freely, but he still carefully added the qualifier of life.

This is the same mentality as he faced Cassandra.

That is to say, he sincerely wants to take care of and protect this young and fragile obscurity, and is also wary of her extraordinary charm and the obscurity in her body controlled by her.

But generally speaking, Cassandra's current performance satisfied Dumbledore, and everything was still within his control.

"Yuga understands, please ask Miss Malfoy to touch my shoulder."

"Why is it the shoulders, why not the hands?"

Yujia was taken aback: "Yujia works in the kitchen, his hands are very dirty..."

"I don't think the hands of people who work in the kitchen are dirty. Are the hands of every parent who cooks dirty?"

Cassandra held Yuga's hand, which was still trembling slightly.

But the little eyes were moved to tears, the big ears slapped, and Cassandra disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Dumbledore smiled warmly, and changed the sunglasses back to transparent glasses.

Then he came to Harry's side.

"Good evening, Mr. Potter, how are you?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore happily, he had a good impression of the old man.

Powerful and majestic, but also full of affinity.