Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Humans are complex animals after all.

Just like Dumbledore hoped that he could trust others unconditionally, but he couldn't do it after all.

Cassandra also hopes that she can trust Dumbledore unconditionally, but after all, Cassandra can only trust herself.

"What did you see, Miss Malfoy?"

Cassandra took a step forward and came to the mirror.

She didn't refuse Dumbledore's test, and she herself wondered what would appear in the mirror.

Past life?

The glory and wealth of this life?

Or... some little witch?

However, the answer disappointed Cassandra.

Inside stood another Cassandra, which was no different from the current Cassandra.

There was neither more nor less of any organ, nor did it secretly wink at Cassandra.

Cassandra in the mirror is the reflection of Cassandra.

"Myself, Professor."

When Dumbledore heard this, his breathing seemed to be a little short, and the palm holding the Philosopher's Stone became even stronger.

"What's the matter with you, Professor?"

Cassandra was a little curious, is it difficult for Dumbledore to see herself?

"Miss Malfoy, this is... the Mirror of Erised."

Dumbledore briefly explained the origin of the magic mirror, and then said: "It is a mirror, but everyone should not only see their own reflection."

"unless……"

"unless?"

Dumbledore's eyes looked at Cassandra, not knowing whether it was sadness or hesitation.

"Unless that person lives only to please himself."

"Or, she fell into great despair."

"Miss Cassandra, which one are you?"

104 2/2 Sorry, Cassandra

"If I have to choose," Cassandra said without hesitation, "I will choose your mirror is broken, Professor."

Cassandra answered Dumbledore tactfully.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, noncommittal about the answer.

He once also questioned the power of the magic mirror, but it turned out.

Even now, he still hasn't gotten out of the magic mirror's prophecy, and the magic mirror has always been correct.

The only ones who are wrong are wizards, because people are always unable to recognize themselves.

Magic can go beyond human thinking and point directly to people's hearts.

However, he still helped Cassandra to analyze verbally: "It doesn't look like you are a person who wants to please yourself unscrupulously."

"You have been suppressing Momo from the beginning to the end, and you have never used its power unless you are facing the enemy."

"A person has suffered a lot of unhappiness in silence, and never vented it to innocent ordinary people."

"You don't look like a person in despair. You have friends and relatives. I can imagine the smile on your face when you get along with your friends."

"The confidence when facing Quirrell is something that most wizards will not have."

Imagine, isn't it really peeping?

Cassandra felt a chill at the thought of hugging Hermione and Dumbledore peeking from the side.

Of course, this is just a complaint from the bottom of Cassandra's heart.

Judging from the timeline, Dumbledore probably had reconciled with Snape at that time.

"So I say, your mirror is broken."

Cassandra lost her curiosity about the mirror, and she didn't trust the Mirror of Erised like Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore said to himself: "Could it be because you still have conflicts with Lucius and Narcissa?"

"Lucius loves you. Narcissa may need some time to get used to it. Draco likes you very much. I can guarantee that."

"Or is it because of a mistake I made earlier?"

"I can apologize to you again. Horace wrote to tell me that you get along well. I believe he is a qualified and respectable teacher."

"As for your silence, you can already control it easily, can't you?"

Dumbledore listed a whole host of things that could make Cassandra desperate.

Perhaps he had decided that Cassandra was desperate for the world and the surrounding environment, so she only embraced herself in the magic mirror.

"Cassandra, it's going to be alright, trust yourself."

Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief: "All the problems you mentioned, either I have already solved them, or I am solving them."

"Professor, I really believe in myself."

"I will deal with all the problems I encounter in the future."

What seemed normal to Cassandra made Dumbledore frowned deeply.

"Are you going to handle everything yourself, Miss Malfoy?"

"Is there something wrong, Professor?"

"Why not consider using the strength of friends, family and classmates, or us old people can also help you."

Cassandra looked at Dumbledore suspiciously: "If I encounter a problem that I really can't solve, I will naturally try to ask someone who can solve the problem for help."

"Aren't I just discussing the Philosopher's Stone with you?"

As for the problems that can be solved, Cassandra will naturally solve them by herself.

Isn't this normal logic?

The sadness on Dumbledore's face became more and more intense, which made Cassandra a little puzzled.

Finally Dumbledore said: "Miss Malfoy, your thinking is very similar to my thinking."

"Me and you, and some others."

"We are excellent, far surpassing our peers, strong enough to make others look up to us, and always feel that we can solve everything with our own abilities."

"In the end, we all failed."

Dumbledore, who was once invincible, is now sticking to Hogwarts, like an old man who has entered the grave ahead of time and is waiting to die.

Grinwald, who was once admired and followed by the whole world, can only live as a prisoner in his castle.

The man who once made the entire British wizarding community tremble with fear has now become a monster without a body.

After experiencing all this personally, Dumbledore felt it.

"Strength and reason cannot solve all problems. Human beings have limits after all."

Cassandra twitched her lips, trying to pick up the stalk.

But now that the occasion was more serious, she still chose to remain silent.

But sometimes silence means denial.

Dumbledore also understands the current Cassandra, young people are confident and self-reliant, and they always don't listen to the old people's nagging, even if those words are the truth.

You have to suffer a loss before you can learn a lesson.

But the only problem is that some people are too good to learn a lesson until the day they fail miserably.

Dumbledore didn't want Cassandra to repeat the same mistakes: "Maybe life should not be so anxious to move forward. It would be a better choice to slow down and look at the scenery around you, and wait for the people around you."

Cassandra remained expressionless, but the corners of her mouth in the mirror suddenly curled up, as if laughing at Dumbledore's words.

A leisurely life?

Who doesn't want to!

If the world wasn't magical, she'd probably be living it already, though the price might be a bit high.

Cassandra has not forgotten that her dream a year ago was to eat and wait to die.

Wouldn't it be great to be a big star in the Muggle world and live happily ever after?

It's a pity that Cassandra's natural charm determines that Cassandra must keep moving forward and fight against her talent.

Unless she is willing to watch herself being devoured by her talent and die without any resistance.

Possibly even a disgraceful death.

"Professor, behind me, there is an evil dragon with teeth and claws."

"I can only keep going until I can kill it."

Dumbledore took out the Philosopher's Stone, but instead of handing it to Cassandra, he tapped his wand and it flew into the mirror.

Cassandra in the mirror took the Philosopher's Stone and put it in her own pocket.

But Cassandra looked in her pocket, but there was nothing in it.

"Sorry, Miss Malfoy, I can't give you the Philosopher's Stone."

Cassandra's heart sank, but all this did not exceed her expectations.

Maybe she used some lies just now to easily deceive Dumbledore into getting the Sorcerer's Stone.

But she didn't.

"The reason, Professor."