Chapter 1661

It would have been fine to just start directly; letting the idiot go easy on him could still fool a few ignorant girls.

But he actually brought up what happened before.

Watching the idiot's eyes gradually turn red, Cassandra glared at Lockhart; just as she was thinking about whether to secretly cast a jinx on Lockhart, she saw Lockhart actually sneak-attack the idiot.

The idiot waved his wand and knocked him flying.

Looking at Lockhart's condition, he passed out almost instantly.

Serves him right!

Actually sneak-attacking.

Did he think the idiot was him?

For people like Darren, they weren't afraid of sneak attacks at all.

Otherwise, how did he catch so many Death Eaters alone? But the idiot was scared to death.

He was almost crying and hurriedly wanted to send Lockhart to the hospital wing.

But he was stopped by the Head of House.

The Head of House was particularly nasty.

He actually used Lockhart's reputation to threaten him.

It seemed the Head of House really was as the rumors said, particularly disliked Lockhart.

Lockhart compromised.

He stood up and wanted everyone to duel together.

However, he shouldn't have mocked the idiot one more time.

The idiot was just careless; he didn't do it on purpose; why didn't Lockhart say he was the one who was despicable?

Cassandra volunteered to duel Lockhart herself.

Lockhart saw she was a girl and underestimated her, only to be hit by a jinx that covered him in moss, looking like a toad.

She originally thought this was just a prank.

Who knew Lockhart would start cursing; he cursed that Slytherins, except for Darren, were all despicable and shameless.

Cassandra subconsciously looked at the idiot.

The idiot wouldn't think so too, would he?

Although she was venting for him, he was always so kind... he shouldn't be willing to accept such a prank, right?

Cassandra suddenly felt her mood drop.

She looked at his expression carefully again.

His expression was becoming more and more serious.

Perhaps he really couldn't stand her doing this.

But...

Cassandra pursed her lips; she suddenly felt aggrieved.

See, you're always thinking about that guy; he's actually not on the same path as you... you should have realized it this time, right?

Not on the same path... just like her mother said, a wolf fell in love with a sheep!

Cassandra even wanted to turn and leave.

She didn't care about Lockhart's thoughts on Slytherin; after all, that was what everyone thought.

But she couldn't not care about that idiot's impression of Slytherin.

Yeah, the last time he was attacked, it was all Slytherins...

And she seemed to have gone too far.

In his eyes, it must be unforgivable, right? Just.

"Professor, I think Slytherin is friendly!"

Cassandra, whose hand was held by the idiot, turned completely red.

She actually hadn't heard what the idiot said at all, and had forgotten what she had said, and just returned to the Slytherin common room in a daze.

Before entering the dormitory, Pansy said with some jealousy in her ear: "Someone seems to have had their hand held today, tsk tsk tsk, looking at someone's appearance, I thought someone had gone stupid!"

"I, I was just too shocked, that's why I didn't pull away!"

That's right, that's it! She said this, but the corners of her mouth quietly lifted...

"Feel it well!"

Pansy curled her lip and passed by her.

Cassandra's fingers curled quietly; it took a while before she remembered she had to return to the dormitory. Christmas had arrived.

The idiot still had to stay in the dormitory.

She didn't go home either.

She told her father she needed to write something; right, her homework wasn't finished yet.

Wasn't it normal for second-year homework to be heavy?

She thought righteously.

And then she saw the idiot, Crabbe, Goyle, and Malfoy walking in from outside together.

Huh, the idiot seemed a bit different today.

Malfoy was the same.

He secretly winked at her, as if wanting her to come over; he wanted to say something.

Who did Malfoy think she was?

She, Miss Vole, would listen to him?

She sat in the chair and just wouldn't speak, listening to those people mocking the idiot.

Calling it mockery, in reality, whether it was the idiot or them, everyone understood that this was concern for the idiot.

But the idiot shed tears.

Cassandra frowned and looked at the idiot.

Malfoy gave her a "see" expression. Clearly, Malfoy had felt something was wrong just now.

Could it be a Death Eater?

But this person really acted just like the idiot; was she overthinking it?

However, she was still a bit suspicious.

So, she let that guy into the dormitory.

She quietly gripped her wand; if he couldn't get in, then she would just happen to catch a Death Eater.

Nani? He got in? Cassandra was stunned.

The wand in her hand turned back and forth; she just couldn't figure out why.

Could it really be the idiot?

She really couldn't figure it out and stayed there in a daze for a long time.

Listening to Crabbe and Goyle underneath fishing for information foolishly...

Huh?

Fishing for information?

Crabbe and Goyle weren't like this even when they were stupid, right? And...

Their faces were starting to change? Polyjuice Potion!

She thought almost subconsciously.

And she also discovered with annoyance that the person disguised as the idiot seemed to be that Miss Know-It-All.

Excessive!

That idiot actually let someone else use his identity? Did he ask her?