Chapter 794: Side Story—Cassandra Side Story!!

Cassandra was almost subconsciously angry.

Malfoy was still adding fuel to the fire beside her.

"Just now, that Crabbe and Goyle were Harry Potter and Weasley in disguise, it’s hilarious.

The two of them wanted to pretend to be Crabbe and Goyle; they didn't know at all that we have amulets between us that can sense each other!

You don't even know, just now I looked at their movements and immediately thought of Scarhead; I’d recognize Scarhead even if he turned to ash!"

Cassandra was a bit shocked.

She even wanted to ask, you don't like Harry Potter, do you? Ah, huh?

No wonder this guy seemed pretty good to the idiot; if he liked Harry Potter, being good to Harry Potter’s brother seemed normal, right?

And this guy also liked to find trouble with Harry Potter? No way, no way?

The heir of the Malfoy family had this hobby too?

"I don't!"

Malfoy said through gritted teeth.

"I find trouble with Scarhead just because I can't stand him; I’m good to little Potter because... because... hmph, what does it have to do with you?"

It sounded even more ambiguous; if you have the ability, explain clearly why you’re good to the idiot for no reason.

Or, does this guy like the idiot? Cassandra was full of vigilance.

"Hmph, I swear, if I have any extraordinary feelings for those two brothers, I’m a dog."

Malfoy had been mocked too much and finally said through gritted teeth.

Then he looked at all the girls present and said angrily: "Come, come, you all take an oath too; whoever likes Darren Potter is a dog!"

"Hmph, childish!"

"Exactly, who’s going to take a random oath with you!"

"What does it have to do with us if you don't like Potter?"

"You should really let Mr. Lucius Malfoy see this achievement of yours!"

The girls in the common room left, each acting pretentious.

Malfoy’s angry eyes looked at her.

Cassandra shrugged her shoulders.

"Wait until you can beat me before you come to threaten me!"

Cassandra said haughtily.

Malfoy’s face became even more annoyed.

"Hmph, you’re the one who started it; I was so kind to tell you that Darren Potter isn't right either... but it wasn't a loss this time; I just showed him the newspaper about Weasley’s father being fined, and looking at the expression on his face, I almost died laughing!"

Is that so?

She hadn't noticed.

She was just unhappy; why did that idiot let others use his identity to come to Slytherin?

And, why could that Miss Know-It-All open his door?

Cassandra became angrier the more she thought about it; she walked to the door of Darren’s dormitory and pushed it hard.

And then, the door opened.

How could it be?

She remembered the Head of House saying that only people he approved of could enter.

Was it someone he recognized?

She closed the idiot’s dormitory door with a headache.

It’s over, the entire Slytherin house could probably open his door.

However, letting someone use his identity to come to Slytherin was still too much!

She would just stay in the common room and wait.

Just.

The idiot was sent to the hospital wing by Miss Know-It-All in the afternoon? Because of drinking?

How could the idiot drink?

Cassandra suddenly thought of the banquet at the time, when the idiot drank cup after cup of liquid handed to him by Miss Know-It-All.

Could that have been alcohol? Miss Know-It-All was too much!

No wonder at that time... she thought they were just playing around!

Just to find out a little bit of information, they sent the idiot to the hospital wing.

These people were truly remarkable!

Hmph, she hoped the idiot would be more guarded next time.

As for her? What else could she do?

She was just an ordinary female student; what could she do to the famous Harry Potter and the idiot’s two good friends?

Cassandra felt sour in her heart...

My name is Lin Li.

An ordinary girl.

Possessing an ordinary life experience.

School, work, and after coming out, I found a job as a receptionist at a listed company.

I thought I would always be this ordinary, but to my surprise.

I actually transmigrated.

Heavens, I even transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter.

Why am I so sure?

Because I was born into the Flynn family in the wizarding world.

My name is Polly Flynn.

I grew up listening to the name Harry Potter.

If I had a golden finger, I would definitely be very happy right now.

But it’s a pity.

I don't.

I’m just a girl from an ordinary wizarding family.

I don't even dare to look my parents in the eye, afraid they’ll see the memories of my previous life.

In my previous life, I was a Muggle.

Although my parents in this life aren't Death Eaters, they clearly don't like Muggles very much either.

If they knew I was a transmigrator, and even a Muggle before, I don't even dare to think about what they would do to me.

I don't think I’m the protagonist, nor do I think they would ignore my past life experiences because of their love for me.

I don't trust them.

I don't feel very close to them either.

I had my own parents in my previous life; I’m not used to calling others Dad and Mom.

Every time I call them Dad and Mom, I think of my parents from my previous life; they only had me as a daughter.

After I transmigrated, what happened to my body? Did it die or was it occupied by someone else?

If it was occupied by someone else, that would be fine, but if it died, how sad they would be!

They only raised one child in their whole life; even if I was mediocre, they didn't care.

Every time I think about this question, my heart aches.

I don't look forward to magic.

Even if I was crazy about collecting Harry Potter merchandise when I was reading the novel, it doesn't mean I wanted to transmigrate.

Transmigration, how lonely and scary it is! I thought countless times.

A person without a golden finger, who doesn't look forward to transmigration, what exactly am I here for?

Is it to watch the live-action Harry Potter? But no matter what.

I still lived in the Flynn family.

Maybe it’s because I’m not very close to my current parents, so they quickly transferred their feelings to my younger brother.

Yes, my younger brother Konte was born the second year; his name is Konte Flynn.

He is a little bastard.