Chapter 177: Cassandra Does All Kinds of Evil

Harry and the Wei Silai family sat in the top box, surrounded by high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic and Bulgarian wizards. Zhang Qiu and Ge Xuan's seven concubines sat in the row in front of them, and she turned her head from time to time to talk to Harry.

Not long after, the Ma Erfu family also sat nearby. Sirius, wearing sunglasses and two bodyguard-like figures, sat next to them. Harry found that Lucius was clearly a bit afraid of his godfather, and couldn't help but feel secretly refreshed.

After browsing countless advertisements for Bluebell brooms, elegant wizarding robes, Ferret-brand instant sandwiches, and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, the long-awaited mascot performance finally began.

The Bulgarian team's mascots were Veela, which looked like a group of beauties with seductive abilities. During the performance, Harry was deeply fascinated by them. After the performance ended, Harry couldn't help but take several deep breaths before he came back to his senses from that dazed state, and couldn't help but sigh that the Bulgarian team had really spent a lot of money.

The Irish mascots were slightly inferior; they were a group of leprechauns distributing money to the fans. Originally, the popularity of money and beauties was about the same, but the money distributed by the leprechauns would disappear once the time limit expired, so the audience's enthusiasm for them was a bit worse than for the Veela.

After a tense and exciting confrontation, the situation was as Harry expected: the Irish Seeker, Lynch, threw the game at the last moment and fell hard to the ground, while Krum caught the Snitch, declaring the end of the game.

After the game ended, Harry watched the award ceremony and also took the opportunity to meet Krum while he was going upstairs. Then, he was surrounded by the noisy crowd, left the stadium, and returned to his tent.

In the middle of the night, Harry was awakened by a commotion. He poked his head out to look; a clearing near the forest was surrounded by crowds, but the sleepy Harry had no interest in joining the fun, so he went back, put on earplugs, and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, the campsite returned to that lively but orderly atmosphere. Harry inferred from the vague words of some adults that some Death Eaters had been drunk and causing trouble last night. He immediately thought of the guys under Sirius, but it seemed that the situation had subsided, so there was no need to make a fuss.

It wasn't until Harry returned to the Wei Silai house and settled down that he saw the news in the *Daily Prophet* the next day.

"... Shortly after the Dark Mark appeared, a Ministry of Magic official appeared, claiming that no one was hurt, but refused to disclose more information. At the same time, there were anonymous letters reporting that Hogwarts seventh-year student Cassandra was responsible for this matter. For this student's prank, Dumbledore chose to shield her without hesitation, insisting that there was no student named Cassandra at Hogwarts..."

"*Hiss*." Harry took a deep breath and hurriedly started writing a letter to Zhang Qiu.

Luo En, however, was still clueless and picked up a copy of *The Quibbler*, flipping through the news about Cassandra with confusion, muttering from time to time that he must meet this senior sister when school started, without noticing that Jin Ni and Ivy were already blushing from holding back their laughter.

It wasn't until a week before school started, when Zhang Qiu, who had been denying the Dark Mark incident in her letters, came to visit the Wei Silai house, that she admitted her crime in a lighthearted tone.

"Indeed, the divination suggested that someone would release the Dark Mark, and there would be Death Eaters torturing Muggles!" She said in an exaggerated tone. "But I don't know why, they were all afraid of a big shot named 'Dark Night Godfather,' and they were all very well-behaved!"

Harry couldn't help but laugh.

"Then what can I do? Divination has to be fulfilled! It's already not bad that I didn't go to torture Muggles!" Zhang Qiu spread her hands exaggeratedly. "Anyway, it was Cassandra who did it."

"If this continues, Snape will go crazy. Don't splash all the dirty water on Cassandra. Don't forget that people say she is a Slytherin—" Harry persuaded with a half-smile.

"Then let's make another fake Gryffindor, preferably a black transgender lesbian," Zhang Qiu said maliciously. "How about calling her Natsai Onai?"

"I really don't know how you two can laugh," Luo En sighed. "Think about the Triwizard Tournament. Harry told me that you have to fight against people from the other four academies. Undoubtedly, Ilvermorny and Koldovstoretz will send their most elite students. We have to think of a way."

"There's absolutely no way." Harry sighed. "You tell me how a child of this age is supposed to deal with a dragon?"

"You can use a Firebolt, or a Conjunctivitis Curse." Zhang Qiu kindly gave some advice that was better than nothing.

"Forget it, I'll just use the Seven Deadly Sins." Harry said helplessly. "I've discovered that the thing is—worrying is useless, it's better to use whatever is available."

Harry, who originally harbored a trace of sportsmanship, chose to cheat in the end after learning that two champions would throw the game. Anyway, no matter how he won, he was using tricks, so it was better to keep the cheat on; that way it was safe and flashy.

"But what about the second task?" Luo En asked. "I heard there are three tasks in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Let the people at the Ministry of Magic worry about it." Harry said helplessly. "They always feel that everything is according to plan, and I just need to cooperate."

Zhang Qiu only stayed here for a short while; she said she still had to go to Hogsmeade to deal with the real "Cassandra." And her son, Trig Fontroy, had actually run to Luna's house to stay early on. Jin Ni and Ivy would call them over from time to time to replace Fred and George in the Avalon game. The two brothers were busy researching their Wizarding Wheezes shop; ever since they won a large sum of money from betting, this startup was no longer just a vision.

Before Harry and Luo En boarded the train, the only thing worth mentioning was that Mad-Eye Moody's trash can was blown up by "Cassandra." When Arthur asked the children about "seventh-year Cassandra" thoughtfully, Jin Ni and Ivy laughed until they choked on pudding again. Only Harry and Luo En, while keeping their mouths shut, shook their heads helplessly.

After getting on the train, the two pairs of siblings sat in the same compartment. At first, Luo En didn't have any opinion on this, but when Jin Ni and Ivy reached out to greet Ma Erfu, and Harry turned a blind eye to it, he still hummed with dissatisfaction.

"Hi, Harry, have you heard? About the Triwizard Tournament." Ma Erfu said with a fake smile. "Everyone says the Hogwarts champion is likely to be you. What are your thoughts?"

"Thoughts?" Harry shrugged. "What thoughts do you want me to have?"

"As far as I know, Durmstrang will also participate. I was originally going to go there to school, but Mom said it was too far." Ma Erfu said triumphantly. "Durmstrang is more tolerant of Dark Magic, but has stricter requirements for bloodline. The low-class Muggle-borns are not qualified to go to school."

"As far as I know, it's in East Germany. Do you know what that means?" Harry said with thorns in his words. "People there will hang capitalists on street lamps."

"But you don't have to say that. As far as I know, everyone is pure-blood." Ma Erfu seemed to understand Harry's sarcasm, his tone slightly helpless. "Ivy is of course too, it's just that you don't admit it—"

"Enough!" Harry couldn't help but stop him, but just as other refuting words were about to come out, Zhang Qiu's advice welled up in his heart.

"Do you have to shout about her bloodline everywhere, for fear that the KGB doesn't know?" Harry deliberately steered the topic there. "Ivy is Muggle-born; her parents have nothing to do with those Soviet nobles, understand?"

Ma Erfu suddenly showed a look of sudden realization: "The Great Purge, you're talking about the Great Purge, right? I understand, I understand, sorry, I won't mention that topic anymore..."

When this pampered young master who didn't know the ways of the world left, his footsteps were visibly lighter. Harry couldn't help but look at Ivy again. Her foundation was very good, her features were three-dimensional, and her skin was fair. Although she was slightly inferior to Zhang Qiu, she won over Pansy by too much.

Before Ma Erfu learned that she was Muggle-born at the meeting surrounding the Chamber of Secrets, he had always thought Ivy was pure-blood; even after she said her bloodline herself, he still didn't want to believe it, instead saying Ivy was setting a trap to lure out the attacker.

Perhaps, on one hand, it was because Dunton had cultivated her impeccable demeanor and temperament, and on the other hand, it was because Ma Erfu had a little crooked thought about her. Just as Zhang Qiu said, "Ivy can of course be pure-blood, as long as you push the matter to the Soviet Union; and if you can make Ma Erfu fall for her, then it becomes a checkmate."

Harry at this time didn't intend to interfere with Ivy and Luo En's relationship; he just felt that if Ma Erfu wanted to deceive himself, then it wouldn't hurt for him to go along with it. After all, he wasn't lying; everything was Ma Erfu's own imagination.

After Ma Erfu left, Luo En didn't seem very angry; he just commented coldly: "It's rare that Ma Erfu's head and butt aren't installed backward."

"Of course, don't you think he's quite cute?" Harry persuaded Luo En. "A self-righteous little young master, if he were to face the things we've experienced, he would have wet his pants countless times already."

"Ha!" Luo En couldn't help but laugh. "Think about Avalon. If he were to fight the Green Knight, Ma Erfu wouldn't even be able to lift his sword. He would probably only be able to flee in a panic, or maybe not even be able to run! That armor weighs dozens of pounds..."

Under the admiring gazes of his sisters, Luo En couldn't help but talk about his adventure in Avalon in his second year, about how he confronted the fugitive Sirius in his third year, and at Harry's specific request, popularized for the junior girls how evil a professor Quirrell was, and how he and his group fought wits and courage with him. ===== CHAPTER 178 =====