Chapter 505

Pfft.

The idiot's spell hit Lockhart.

Looking at Lockhart's hideous expression, Cassandra even felt a bit of sympathy for him.

But seeing the idiot's flustered apology, she felt Lockhart was too pretentious.

It was just being hit, he didn't fall!

Even if there was a real problem, wasn't there Madam Pomfrey?

She thought, feeling annoyed.

Then she saw Lockhart threatening the idiot; he wanted to duel the idiot?

Which nerve was misfiring?

The idiot definitely couldn't beat him.

But the threatened idiot might really throw the match.

Forget it, let him throw it; after all, if the idiot didn't do something, he would definitely feel guilty.

And it was estimated that not many people would think Lockhart could win fairly.

But she still underestimated Lockhart.

He could have just started directly, letting the idiot throw the match, and he could have fooled a few ignorant girls.

Instead, he brought up what happened before.

Seeing the idiot's eyes gradually turning red, Cassandra glared at Lockhart.

Just as she was thinking about whether to secretly cast a jinx on Lockhart, she saw Lockhart sneak-attack the idiot.

The idiot waved his wand and sent him flying.

Looking at Lockhart's condition, he almost fainted instantly.

Serves him right!

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 capture so many Death Eaters alone?

But the idiot was scared out of his wits.

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

But he was stopped by the Head of House.

The Head of House was particularly mean.

She actually threatened him with Lockhart's reputation.

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

Lockhart compromised.

He stood up and wanted everyone to duel.

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

The idiot was just careless, he didn't mean it; why didn't Lockhart say he was the one being despicable?

Cassandra volunteered to duel Lockhart herself.

Lockhart saw she was a girl and looked down on her, but ended up being jinxed by her, covered in moss like a toad.

She originally thought this was just a prank.

Who knew Lockhart would start cursing, calling all Slytherins, except Darren, despicable and shameless people.

Cassandra subconsciously looked at the idiot.

Did the idiot think so too?

Although she was venting for him, he was always so kind... he probably wouldn't want 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, and suddenly felt aggrieved.

See, you're always thinking about that guy, but he's actually not on the same path as you.

You should realize that this time, right?

Not on the same path...

Just like her mother said, a wolf just fell in love with a sheep!

Cassandra even wanted to turn and leave.

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

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

Yes, the last people who attacked him were Slytherins...

And she seemed to have gone too far.

In his eyes, it must be unforgivable, right?

Only.

"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 returned to the Slytherin common room in a daze.

Before entering the dormitory, Pansy said jealously in her ear: "Someone 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...

"Enjoy it!"

Pansy curled her lips and passed by her.

Cassandra curled her fingers quietly, and it took a while before she remembered she had to return to the dormitory; Christmas was here.

The idiot was still staying in the dormitory.

She didn't go home either.

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

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

She thought, feeling righteous.

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

Huh, the idiot looks a bit different today.

Malfoy is the same.

He secretly winked at her, as if asking her to come over; he wanted to talk.

Who did Malfoy think she was?

Would she, Miss Vole, listen to him?

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

Calling it mockery, in reality, whether it was the idiot or them, everyone understood 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 Death Eaters?

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.