Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

Seeing the red-haired twins being easily subdued by Filch, Cassandra tilted her head towards Ans.

"Your rune creations have caused a huge obstacle to the two Weasleys. They have been caught by Filch many times this month. This academy... Professor McGonagall's face is extremely ugly."

"So the Transfiguration Department is keeping an eye on everyone?"

Snapped--

Kassandra did not tolerate this attitude of gloating over his misfortune, and slapped him directly on the arm.

"Ah~ It hurts."

Seeing the man crossing his arms and saying "It hurts" but not "hurt" at all, Cassandra rolled her eyes, turned around in silence and continued walking forward.

"By the way, Cassandra, are you going back for Christmas?"

"Huh? Why are you going back? Of course not," Cassandra glanced at Ans and shook her head. "Why are you asking this? Are you finally in heat?"

Ans took a breath when he heard this and looked at the girl next to him in surprise. Although the girl was indeed very good-looking, even if he was really in love, he wouldn't do anything to the little girl. At most, he would just pull a big car or something like that.

"how?"

The girl looked over sideways, with a feeling of 'you actually think I'm not worthy'. This made Ansi not know how to answer for a moment, always feeling that whatever he said was wrong.

"No, that's not right, that's obviously not what I want to say," Ans waved and dropped the topic awkwardly, "otherwise you should go back for Christmas. To be honest, Christmas is not very safe here."

Ans did not try to find a reason to 'coax' the girl to leave, but directly stated that it was 'unsafe' here. If it were Cedric and the others, Ans would use other reasons to let them go home, but Cassandra was different.

In a sense, she is the same as him, both have a mature soul, maybe because she is an orphan?After all, the children coming out of the orphanage are more mature than their peers, so she knows how to behave appropriately.

"The wizard from the island country is here?"

As Ans expected, Cassandra was very smart. From a few words, she thought of the five island wizards who sent "intelligence" at the beginning of the school year and the subsequent fireworks. But then, Cassandra looked at the taller girl next to her. A little bit of a boy himself.

"How could such a secret thing be known to a first-grade child?In other words, he is the relevant one, excluding his spies in the first place, which is to say, his position is here at Hogwarts. 』

So, does Dumbledore already know his identity?

"you……"

"No, forget it. 』

Cassandra pursed her lips and swallowed the question that just came to her. Everyone has secrets, not just Ans, but even herself. There is no reason why she should know other people's secrets without giving up her own. .

Is your secret mine, my secret or mine?

Cassandra shook her head to throw away this funny thought, and began to think about whether she needed to go back.

"No, forget it," Cassandra said her answer at the stairs, "I won't go back, I have nothing to hide."

She is who she is, and hiding is not her style. Although she does have secrets that cannot be revealed at will, she is real and cannot hide her head and tail just because of fear. She does not need to hide, because the bright stars are dazzling everywhere. of.

"Then you should be more careful. If you don't have to, don't go to the Forbidden Forest."

"I know, but you should be careful."

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Christmas is approaching, the first semester is about to end, and as December enters, the biting autumn wind turns into continuous white snow, covering the Forbidden Forest with a layer of silver.

This is a good environment for the invaders, but it becomes a troublesome place for the defenders, because it is not easy to find the opponent's traces, and the ninja system inherited by the island nation's wizards makes it even harder to find. .

"How's it going, Mr. Anonymous?" Dumbledore pushed the plate filled with cockroaches towards the boy with short red hair, blue eyes and freckles sitting in front. "Are you ready?"

"I don't care, the important thing is you," Ans rolled his eyes and pushed the plate away. Ans raised his right leg and folded it on his left knee. He raised his little finger to hold the tea cup and took a sip of black tea. "It's snowing in the Forbidden Forest." Zhensu, for those wizards who have received special ninja training since childhood, is nothing, but what about you? People have seen blood take away lives with their own hands, but how about you? How many of you can see Yeqi?"

"This is where I need your help." He smiled and pulled the plate of cockroaches over, and chewed one by one. The sound of the cockroaches popping was clearly audible. "Don't worry, I will give you what I promised. After all, we don't own this." The qualification to inherit the sacred weapon."

"I don't have much time. The most I can do is let them know and get familiar with the fighting style of people like me." Ans put down the teacup and picked up a small biscuit. "Mrs. Pomfrey needs to know this kind of thing. Let her prepare." , they may get hurt, and I will get hurt too.”

"That's enough. They have all fought against Death Eaters. I believe this time it's just a different challenge." Dumbledore smiled and took a sip of super sweet lemon juice. "Benny and I got to know each other. You In terms of wizard combat, you chose the route of using transformation as the mainstay and magic as a supplement?"

"Indeed, it's not my choice, but at present, the only mature combat system is transformation. It's not that I haven't considered the curse. After all, I believe that even at my age, I can kill people with the Death Curse." , rather than causing nosebleeds, but its 'sequelae' are too serious, aren't they?"

Ans looked at the silver moon hanging high outside the window. Dots of bright white fell from the sky, adding a layer of pure white to the originally dark Forbidden Forest.

"So I have no choice but to choose the path of transfiguration first. As for whether I will change it later, it depends on what I have learned and learned. The wonderful thing about magic is that it is not the only one."

"Yes, I like this sentence Mr. Anonymous," Dumbledore clapped his hands and gave Ans a smile. "Magic is changeable. Well, no matter what, you should go back to sleep now."

"Well, farewell, principal."

After Ans left, the portraits that pretended to be sleeping woke up one after another.

"Every time I watch it, I find it incredible," said Ms. Delys Derwent, the third principal in history, looking at Ans's leaving figure. "A Muggle killer can disguise himself as another person with just that layer of fake skin." Alone? It’s unbelievable that you don’t need disguise potion, polyjuice potion or other potions.”

"The wisdom of Muggles cannot be underestimated," Armando Dippet, the sixth headmaster, praised the lady, "but what I like more is his last sentence, and how pleased he is with his awareness. I discovered the unusual features of black magic like the Death Curse, and restrained myself even though I had the ability, thus choosing another mature battle route."

"Actually, have you all ignored it?" Finya Black chuckled a few times. "Hey, how many wizards have you seen seeing blood now? Thestrals are also said to have unknown characteristics. Please, What did they do wrong?"

He wanted to say something else, but he was beaten up by several principals.

Oh, by the way, he is the fifth headmaster and was born in Slytherin.