Chapter 1658: Side Story—Cassandra Side Story!!

"Miss Becky Greengrass went to see the scene; I heard it was particularly miserable; Potter was almost lying in blood, and there were the corpses of Flint and the others around him!"

That's an exaggeration, right? Lying in blood?

She had only seen such descriptions in books.

And Flint?

They were already dead, turned into corpses? Did Potter do it?

Did he kill someone?

No, he couldn't do it; only a completely fallen soul could use a killing curse.

Potter didn't dare to kill anyone at all.

"Professor McGonagall sent Potter to St. Mungo's; I just contacted my aunt."

She said Potter's condition was very bad; if it had been any later, Potter would have died.

That's a lie, right?

How could it be such a coincidence?

What does "if it had been any later he would have died" mean?

Potter was so strong, what kind of injury could he have? Just those small wounds.

Cassandra thought uninterestingly.

But suddenly she heard a burst of sobbing.

She thought it was herself crying, but after touching her eyes, she found they were dry.

It wasn't hers.

She had cried for a long time in the dormitory earlier and couldn't squeeze out any tears for a while.

"Didn't you say you were going to pretend?"

She looked at Pansy.

Pansy was secretly shedding tears while hiding beside her as she spoke.

She found it hilarious.

What was there to cry about? The idiot wasn't dead yet.

"I am, I am pretending; everyone is crying, I'm shedding two tears to fit in," Pansy pretended to be humorous.

It almost made Cassandra laugh.

The idiot stayed in St. Mungo's for two days.

And then he would be sent directly to trial.

She used a two-way mirror to ask her father if the idiot would be fine.

Her father told her that it was a game between Dumbledore and Fudge; the idiot might face a little difficulty, but he would definitely be fine.

After all, he was still a recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class.

Did Fudge not want his job anymore by sending him to Azkaban? Cassandra was relieved.

However, at noon, flocks of owls flew in from outside.

They brought image-projection orbs and the Daily Prophet.

She opened the Daily Prophet nonchalantly.

Hmph, what could be in here?

Isn't it just the idiot ending the trial unscathed? But.

The idiot was actually refusing to cooperate at the trial; he took all the blame upon himself.

Was he crazy?

Cassandra clenched her fists in anger.

Did he want to go to Azkaban? She even wanted to curse something.

But thinking of so many people, if she really cursed out loud, the news of Miss Vole hating Darren Potter would spread throughout the entire upper society by tomorrow.

She held back.

So she looked at the image-projection orb.

This was sent to her by her father, who only told her not to force herself to watch if she couldn't stand it.

Cassandra snorted; what was there that she couldn't stand? She opened the image-projection orb.

And then she knew why her father said that. ===== CHAPTER 1660 =====