Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

Dumbledore smiled and said nothing, but this attitude obviously declined.

"I understand."

Cassandra also laughed: "I believe that professors can make the right choice in a small gap."

Cassandra left quietly, as if she didn't care that lobbying was banned.

This time, even Dumbledore couldn't understand it.

Maybe Cassandra is really just trying to eliminate prejudice, as she says?

It is not unacceptable for Dumbledore to let that Gemma Farley be the president of the student union.

In fact, he has already learned about the eight seventh-grade male and female prefects in the four colleges in detail, and each of them is the best student.

It doesn't make much difference who is elected as the president of the student union.

In Dumbledore's view, this was originally an insignificant matter.

But Cassandra's posture made Dumbledore a little embarrassed.

Choose or not choose?

Considering the conflicts that had erupted between Cassandra and Gemma, and Gemma's confrontation with Cassandra who was full of charm, a voice in Dumbledore told him.

There is an unknown connection between Gemma and Cassandra.

Maybe they didn't intend to do anything, just chasing the glory of being a Slytherin.

But if you have any other ideas...

Dumbledore returned to the headmaster's office, teasing Phoenix, his mind full of messy thoughts.

In the end, he made a decision.

Three days later, the results of the selection of the president of the student union came out.

They are from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor respectively.

The Hufflepuff prefects opted out of the race, convinced by Gemma.

But even so, Gemma is still not the president of the student union on the grounds that she has made a big mistake.

Gemma appeared next to Cassandra with red eyes, lowered her head and apologized to Cassandra: "I failed, Miss Malfoy."

At this time, she was in Cassandra's room, and there was no one else in the room.

"It should be that incident that caused you to lose, you can blame me."

Cassandra stood up, brushing Gemma's face lightly with her fingers.

This made Gemma couldn't help but shed tears, crying like a child.

She shook her head repeatedly: "No, not the master... Miss Malfoy's fault, it must be because I am a Slytherin..."

"Ever since the one who couldn't name... the Head of the Student Union has hardly ever given a Slytherin."

Gemma obviously doesn't think she lost the election because of her previous conflict with Cassandra.

The professors didn't know about it, and Slytherin had deducted too many points for it, and it was obviously Dumbledore who made the final judgment.

"He doesn't like Slytherin..."

"Let's stop here, stop talking nonsense, the professors are fair."

Cassandra stopped Gemma seriously, but Gemma's unconvinced face obviously didn't believe Cassandra's words.

"If you lose the election, you are still a prefect, and you can still get a brilliant honor."

"This year there is the Academy Cup, there is also Quidditch, and you still have to prepare for the NEWT exam. Don't waste time and energy because of this."

"By the way, I have one more thing to ask you, which is also a matter of Slytherin's honor."

Cassandra handed over the task of cheering Lockhart to Gemma.

There is no need for too detailed preparations, after all, it is Lockhart's specialty to make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses.

As it turned out, Lockhart was a fast learner.

In the second week, he still took the Cornish elves to give lessons to the little wizards.

Only this time, he learned his lesson and released them one by one.

At the same time, let the little wizards try to subdue it, and whoever subdues it will get one point, and those who have already added too much can't take another shot.

So the originally chaotic Defense Against the Dark Arts class became a hunting ground for Cornish elves, with the objects of laughter and screams reversed.

Facts have proved that this kind of class with high participation and no danger is deeply loved by the little wizard, and Lockhart has regained his confidence.

Even the strange gazes from the professors on him decreased a lot, and everyone seemed to think that the first week might just be a mistake for Lockhart.

After all, Lockhart had no teaching experience in the past.

During this process, Slytherin College, which secretly gave Lockhart extra lessons, naturally became Lockhart's favorite college.

Every student in Slytherin House can feel Lockhart's kindness.

Plus Lockhart was an employee of Abstergo, their predecessor.

With this layer of relationship, the relationship between Slytherin and Lockhart is even more harmonious.

"They're literally wearing a pair of trousers. Lockhart and Snape are actually brothers, right?"

Ron couldn't help complaining.

"Also, how many points are these lunatics going to grab? They are already fifty points ahead of No.2 us!"

In the scoring hourglass, the points of Slytherin House are far ahead.

The other three houses didn't know what kind of medicine these snake house students had taken, but only the students of Slytherin house knew that their efforts were obliterated by unfair judgment.

It's not that they want the positions of two student union chairmen, Gemma is also good enough.

Coupled with their hard work and Cassandra's lobbying, why not give them a position as the president of the student union?

Although Cassandra and everyone explained it, Cassandra's explanation was not enough to convince everyone.

The students of Slytherin House held their breath, and it might take the Academy Cup awards to fully vent their breath.

And all of this was within Cassandra's expectations.

In fact, she was already a winner when she started lobbying within the rules.

If Gemma wins in the end, then Slytherin wins honor and power; if Gemma fails, then Cassandra wins hearts and Slytherin is more united.

No matter how it develops, Cassandra is making a steady profit.

As for who lost in the end, that is not what Cassandra should consider.

Now Cassandra is thinking about how to get Tom Riddle's black diary from Ginny.

What she wants is to get it, not destroy it.

So the problem has become much more complicated.

If the goal is destruction, it is enough to tell Dumbledore about it directly, and Dumbledore will naturally find the diary.

But Cassandra wanted to chat with Tom in the diary, and practice Occlumency by the way.

Occlumency is not easy to practice, and Cassandra's level 2 Occlumency is basically improved by the system.

And level 2 Occlumency was obviously not enough, so Little Tom became Cassandra's appointed partner.

It is obviously impossible to let Yu Jia take action, and it is best not to let more people know about this matter.

After all, it was Lucius who did this, and Cassandra still had to consider Lucius' reputation.

"Sure enough, I can only do it by myself?"

With a flick of her wand, Cassandra cast the Disillusionment Charm.

Cassandra's illusion spell is still only level 2, although it is not far from level 3.

The magic spell needs to be practiced hard again and again, so even Cassandra doesn't have a good way to improve quickly.

And the Level 2 Illusion Curse obviously couldn't hide from the wizards' eyes, as long as it moved, it would definitely reveal itself.

So Cassandra began to practice the illusion spell, trying to make the illusion spell break through level 3.

Finally, after several days of hard practice thousands of times, Cassandra's disillusionment spell has also reached level 3.

Compared with the level 3 illusion spell, level 2 can already move smoothly without being discovered, and only violent movements will show the figure.

In order to test the effect of the spell, Cassandra cast the Disillusionment spell and walked by the Black Lake of Hogwarts during the day, where there were many students playing and studying, occupying the shade of one tree after another.

And Cassandra suddenly found a figure alone in the shade of a tree.

The blond-haired Luna was leaning against a tree and looking at the spell book, looking like she was studying hard.

Cassandra came to Luna's side, sat down gently beside her, and just looked at Luna quietly, planning to enjoy a quiet weekend.

For a year now, Cassandra has been busy.

That is to say, by the side of Miss Joan and Luna, you can get quiet for a while.

From this point of view, the illusion spell is really a good spell.

But suddenly, Cassandra and a pair of silver eyes met each other.

Luna blinked, looking curiously at the empty space in front of her eyes, and then sniffed with the tip of her small nose.

Suddenly, the corner of her mouth raised, revealing a see-through look.

But she said nothing, and leaned against the back of the trunk, leaning slightly, to meet Cassandra's shoulders.

This feeling made Luna even happier, humming a strange song.

She didn't call Cassandra by name, and she still pretended no one was around.

But the shoulders gently leaning against Cassandra made her feel no longer alone.

Cassandra calmed down after a little panic.

Gently closed his eyes, listening to Luna's out-of-key song, enjoying the sunlight cast from the gaps in the leaves.

Unfortunately, this time did not last too long.

A figure interrupted the two of them: "Luna, hello, can I ask you something?"