Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Why can't the laughter stop?

She smiled and turned to look at Dumbledore, who also grinned.

"How does Severus' euphoria taste?"

063 How Do You Reassure Me in the First Update?

"He's... Potions Professor, Slytherin... Head of the House!"

"Selling...fake medicine to students, I want...report him...throw him into Azkaban!"

Cassandra laughed and scolded Snape.

"I won't... forget about it."

"Snape...haha."

"...for Christmas, I'm going to give him...a bottle..."

"No, a case of shampoo...."

Dumbledore conjured up a cup of pumpkin juice: "Please drink it slowly, Miss Malfoy, this will weaken the effect of the euphoria."

Cassandra picked up the pumpkin juice and drank it slowly.

Sure enough, the effect of the euphoria has weakened, at least Cassandra will not stop laughing, but the joy in her heart still cannot stop.

"I don't think Severus will like your Christmas present, but he should really think about improving his image."

Cassandra took a deep breath and tried her best to put away her smile: "Mr. Principal, isn't this what you guys colluded with, using a potion on an 11-year-old girl?"

"Are you going to use potions to make me happy, and then forget what happened just now?"

Dumbledore shook his head slowly: "I swear on Merlin's name, Miss Malfoy, I didn't know that he gave you the 'Veritaserum'."

"But I did find out just now that this is actually a euphoria."

"But you still let me drink it, didn't you? Let me have the mentality of being censored after drinking Veritaserum, and the determination to leave Hogwarts."

Dumbledore's expression became a little sad: "I thought it was just a joke."

"Yes to you."

"Not for me."

Cassandra smiled happily, but there was no joy in her emerald green eyes.

"Do you know what it's like to be laughing because of the euphoria, even though it's hard for you?"

"Perhaps if there is a chance, both you and Professor Snape should experience it."

These words struck Dumbledore's heart.

Whether it was when his loved ones died, or when Snape's lover died, could a bottle of euphoria bring them back to normal?

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses.

He realized that he seemed to have made a mistake: trying to get away with it.

This trick may be very effective for many first-year little wizards.

But Cassandra in front of her is a special case, and she cannot be treated as an ordinary child.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he made this mistake more than once.

Seems like this mistake has been repeated since seeing Cassandra.

Dumbledore tapped his index finger on the table, and there were very few things that made him feel agitated.

But now, he was at a loss, not knowing how to face the child in front of him.

"Miss Malfoy, maybe I should apologize to you."

"After I found out about you, I tried to introduce you to your biological parents."

"After knowing that you are an obscurant who can control the obscurity, I tried to let you integrate into the school like ordinary people."

"After you enroll, I will try to give you some convenience so that your special features will not be discovered."

"I consciously do everything with good intentions, but the end result is not what I want."

Cassandra was silent, she did not deny what Dumbledore said.

Dumbledore may subconsciously try to control her, but he will not deliberately arrange many events to attack and torture her.

To do otherwise is to ignite the silent lead.

"Where did all this go wrong?"

Dumbledore was thinking, Cassandra was thinking too, and all the principals in the portrait were also thinking about it.

"Perhaps you have disappointed me as an old man. I have to admit that I am not doing well enough."

"But please don't disappoint Hogwarts and everyone here."

"Like Severus, I haven't seen him worry about people in years. He replaced the Veritaserum Potion you asked for with the Euphoria Potion, probably because he was afraid you would drink it in a fit of anger."

"Even a small amount of kindness is invaluable to Severus."

Cassandra looked at the window and muttered to herself, "A small kindness."

"If it weren't for this small kindness, maybe you wouldn't have made that joke just now."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly, and finally he could only say with some difficulty: "At least think about your friends, such as Miss Hermione Granger."

Using Hermione as an example proves that Dumbledore is at the end of his game.

"Professor, in fact, you don't need to keep me like this."

Cassandra spoke slowly: "I stay here, it is also a huge threat and pressure to you, isn't it?"

"All of this is a thankless task, or are you planning to cultivate a silent combat capability?"

The words that had been pressing on Cassandra's heart were spoken out with the encouragement of the euphoria.

Dumbledore's bright blue eyes slowly enlarged, and then he replied in an extremely serious tone: "Miss Malfoy, I swear on Merlin's name again, I never had such a thought."

"For me, you are a student who needs to be taken care of. I will naturally do my best to protect and take care of you until you can be alone."

Cassandra blinked and smiled: "But how can I trust you, how can you make me feel at ease?"

After speaking, Cassandra looked at Armando Dippet who had gone and returned in the portrait.

He opened his mouth to say something.

Then Dumbledore cast a whispering spell.

Armando Dippet looked angry, mouthing as if to say, "Albus, how dare you!"

"perhaps."

Dumbledore followed up on what Cassandra said just now: "I should also ask Severus for a bottle of Veritaserum."

At this moment, he really felt tired.

"This is probably self-inflicted. It takes a long time to build trust, but it only takes a moment to destroy it."

"Miss Malfoy, we should all give each other some time and try to build trust again."

Cassandra did not answer, but the sound of an owl flapping its wings suddenly appeared at the window.

With difficulty, Dumbledore removed the letter from the owl's feet, and then slightly relaxed his frowning brows.

"Miss Malfoy, how about we welcome the two guests together?"

"Who?"

"Your father, and the Potions master who sold you fake potions."

"it is good."

Dumbledore clapped his hands, the closed door of the principal's room opened, and a hurried figure rushed in, rushing towards Cassandra.

"Are you OK!"

Lucius reached out his hand as if to caress Cassandra's cheek, but hesitated a bit, and could only look at Cassandra at a close distance in embarrassment.

The gray eyes don't look very attractive, but the concern inside is more fascinating than gold.

Cassandra gently pushed Lucius' hand away.

Just when Lucius wanted to explain what he did just now, Cassandra hugged Lucius' shoulder.

"I'm fine, Father."

064 The second more serious problem

Lucius was flattered by the sudden hug.

There seemed to be a little mist surging in the gray eyes.

He folded his hands a little stiffly, and patted his daughter's back lightly.

At this moment, he truly realized the blood connection with his daughter.

And this moment, the fragility of her daughter now, and the need for him.

So he gritted his teeth, the mist in his eyes turned into bitter anger.

"I heard that my daughter was besieged by dozens of wizards."

"My God!"

"Am I in Hogwarts now? Really not in Azkaban?"

"Azkaban is much more orderly than here, at least there are dementors to maintain order."

"What about you, even worse than a dementor?"

"Then I might as well propose to invite dementors to be professors at Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore was pleased with the momentary affection just now, but now he can only say nothing to Lucius' accusation.

Lucius is not just a parent, but a member of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry board, who can really disrupt the order of Hogwarts.