Chapter 460 Cassandra: Granger, How About We Cooperate? You Can't Escape Anyway!

"But no matter what, at least now...you are mine!"

Kassandra bravely moved her body close to Blake.

When she raised her head and looked around, she was as proud as a white swan.

Many complicated eyes fell on her.

But she remained content and unafraid.

Blake looked at her with a smile.

He whispered the scumbag's quotation in a low voice: "I can only guarantee that I will treat each of you with the same dedication..."

Sure enough, after the scumbag's quotations were published, the only thing that greeted him was a hateful kick from Cassandra-La.

When Blake left the auditorium after eating.

There was already sweat on my forehead.

Even Blake's shamelessness.

I can’t stand being watched by everyone while eating...

As Blake turned down the corridor, he happened to see Hermione leaving.

However, he did not catch up to explain anything, but turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

He knew that what happened today would definitely cause great harm to Hermione or other girls who were interested in him.

However, Blake knew that this was something he would have to face sooner or later.

He couldn't maintain an ambiguous relationship with these girls forever.

That layer of window paper will be broken sooner or later.

Since we want to expose them, we have to do it one by one.

The difference is who comes first and who comes last.

Tonight, Cassandra's subconscious move made her the "healer".

However, even if Cassandra does not make such a move tonight.

Blake will also decide to take care of Cassandra first.

The reason is actually very simple.

Now Blake, because of various magical deeds, as well as the outstanding charm inherited from Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the popular lover of the girls at Hogwarts.

At this time, the first girl around Blake is bound to face tremendous pressure.

And Blake believes that only Cassandra can bear such pressure.

No other girl has such a big heart.

When Blake returned to the dormitory.

His resentful roommates looked at him like a giant panda.

"So you will also go back to the dormitory to spend the night?" Roger said.

Blake made an international gesture towards him.

He got into bed and pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

Dabao got out of the quilt and climbed onto the small bed on the bedside table.

Then, like Blake, he lazily pulled the quilt over and covered his body.

Everyone felt a little strange when they saw one person and one pet sleeping soundly.

Bob said: "Please don't disturb him. He just encountered an attack today. I think he may need to take a breather."

After hearing this, the others gave up the idea of continuing to ask Blake about the guests in the living room.

Blake hid his head under the covers, but his eyes were still wide open.

"Treasure Chest...Synthesis."

Blake muttered silently.

Then the many treasure chests in the system space began to be automatically synthesized.

Until, a dazzling Supreme Treasure Box appeared in front of him.

Blake looked at the dazzling multi-purpose treasure chest, but in the end, he still didn't let the system open it.

Because the contents of the treasure box are most likely what caused him to travel in time.

Perhaps, the moment he opens the treasure box, his time travel will begin immediately.

But now he still has a lot of things to do...

Therefore, he does not intend to open this treasure chest now.

Blake decided to let nature take its course.

When he is willing to open the treasure chest, that is when he plans to start traveling.

Room of Requirement.

Hermione was sitting blankly in her seat, looking at the book in front of her.

However, the soul lantern was not turned on.

And her eyes had no focus.

"Stab it!"

The dimensional door opens.

Cassandra strode in.

She looked at the Room of Requirement, only to find that Hermione was alone.

"Where's Blake?" Cassandra asked in surprise.

Hermione glanced up at her.

"This... you shouldn't ask others, right?" Hermione said sourly.

Cassandra curled her lips and said, "He told me that he was very tired today and wanted to go back to sleep."

“But I guess he must come to you quietly to explain.

Hermione lowered her head and whispered: "He didn't come to me...

Now, she was in a terrible mood.

That guy Blake, after choosing Cassandra, is he planning to draw a clear line with himself?

Not even here to cajole yourself?

Humph! Draw a clear line, draw a clear line!

Hermione looked away stubbornly.

Cassandra looked at Hermione in surprise, "He didn't come to see you? This... shouldn't be..."

Just now Blake told him that he wanted to be a qualified Neptune.

But now, he ignored Hermione and the others.

Strictly speaking, this is not what a qualified Neptune should do.

Cassandra was just curious, so she couldn't help but say this.

But these words sounded extremely harsh to Hermione's ears.

"Are you here to show off to me? If you want to show off, you can go outside. Why are you telling me this?" Hermione said angrily.

Cassandra looked at Hermione in shock.

Hermione was scolded by Hermione for no apparent reason. Originally, she wanted to get angry.

However, when she thought about it again, she suddenly couldn't get angry anymore.

That guy Blake...if he hadn't suddenly made such a move tonight.

I don’t know how long I have to wait if I want that guy to show his attitude...

Moreover, if you put yourself in his shoes, if you didn't take a quick step forward at that time.

But if another girl Blake likes pounces on him, such as Hermione

Will that troublesome guy Blake be like Hermione...

Well, she was pretty sure that guy would.

Thinking of this, Cassandra also felt uncomfortable.

She also silently pulled up a chair and sat down.

After Hermione said something to Cassandra, she was already prepared to face Cassandra's venomous tongue.

But she waited for a long time, but didn't wait for Cassandra to speak.

Couldn't help but glance at her again.

I saw Cassandra sitting in a chair in a daze at this time.

The energy and spirit just now were completely gone.

Hermione was also a little strange and didn't understand why her "enemy" suddenly seemed to be hit.

"You..." Hermione felt like she should say something else.

But I don't know what to say...

"When I came out of the auditorium just now, someone called me behind my back... a slut... and said I was unworthy..."

Cassandra couldn't pronounce that dirty word.

"Anyway, I heard this kind of curse at least ten times along the way..."

"So, you thought wrong when you said how happy I am and how much I want to show off to you.

"Before tonight, I did think that one day, Blake would be with me."

"Tonight, it seems that this matter has indeed become a fact, but...it doesn't seem to be as beautiful as I thought."

"Blake...he's certainly very nice...even if he's a bit of a playboy."

"But... now it seems that if I want to stand by his side, I need to face a lot of pressure..."

"You know, this is still just Hogwarts."

"What about outside?"

"Blake has such a great influence in the wizarding world! I...I......"

Cassandra herself didn't know why she said this in front of Hermione.

However, when she finished saying these words, she felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation.

At this moment, Hermione recalled the scene tonight when Blake and Cassandra hugged each other.

She endured the discomfort this scene brought her.

Then I remembered that at that time, the people next to me were looking at Cassandra.

Question, examine, be angry depending on the situation

Hermione suddenly thought of herself, and she didn't know what her eyes looked like at that time.

But no matter what his eyes looked like at that time.

She also already believed what Cassandra just said.

Then, Hermione couldn't help but think of a possibility.

What if Blake was hugging himself at that time?

Can you withstand such pressure?

Hermione felt unsure of herself.

Even Cassandra, who has always been proud, can't bear it now.

Otherwise, how could she say such weak words to herself?

After Kassandra sat for a while, she said: "I won't tell you anymore, I...I want to take a rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, the bookcases on the wall of the Room of Requirement retracted.

At the same time, a bed appeared in place of the bookcase.

Cassandra climbed up silently.

Without even changing clothes, he got into bed.

Hermione looked at her in surprise.

What kind of pressure is this that makes someone like Cassandra unwilling to go back to the dormitory to sleep?

Hermione looked at the bed, only Cassandra with golden hair could be seen.

Then he looked at the soul lantern that he had placed on the table.

My mood also became very complicated.

The reason why she was so eager to force herself to study and chase after Blake's back. …Please give me flowers…

Isn’t it just to make yourself strong enough to resist such pressure?

She studied so hard just to prove that she was qualified to stand beside Blake...

Hermione pulled a book and flipped through it.

But I couldn't read a single word.

Suddenly, Cassandra's voice came from the other side of the bed.

"You will have a day like this sooner or later...Although that guy Blake didn't come to coax you, how could he give up on you?"

"You definitely can't escape..."

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Hermione said in a panic.

Cassandra turned over and looked at Hermione with her green eyes.

An idea suddenly occurred to her.

Although this idea makes her very unhappy...

That is...if Hermione joins in, will the pressure on her not be so great?

"Hey, how about we talk? Anyway, you will definitely not be able to escape in the future."

When Lake came over early the next morning.

Only then did he realize that his bed was already filled with gifts from others.

And his bedside table was also filled with stacks of letters.

Dabao had already dug out a lot of candies among those gifts.

At this time, I was sitting on the bed happily eating chocolate.

Blake picked up a letter, opened it and read it

Only then did I realize that this was a condolence letter, and the sender was someone Blake had never heard of.

In other words, this is a letter from a stranger...

In fact, after Blake was awarded the Order of Merlin.

He also has many supporters in the wizarding world...or in other words, fans.

Even guys like Lockhart have fans.

A good-looking and talented young man like Blake is inherently pleasing to the eye.

Coupled with the many contributions he has made to the wizarding world, he is also praised by the Daily Prophet every day.

Now Blake can actually be considered a guest.

How could there be no fans?

And his sudden attack yesterday made many people even more worried.

Even people who are not his fans would not want to see such a promising young man die in these dirty conspiracies.

Therefore, while people are sending condolence letters to Blake, they are also sending letters to the Ministry of Magic, urging the Ministry to catch Blake's attacker as soon as possible...

It can be said that the most unlucky person in the Blake attack was none other than Fudge.

Because he not only has to face pressure from the public, but also pressure from Grindelwald and Dumbledore...

Blake had no idea how worried Fudge was.

He shook the quilt and took out two letters from the quilt.

"You slept so well... Early this morning, so many owls flew in all over the place... It scared us all." Roger looked at Looking at the pile of letters, he explained.

“Oh…I drank a little sleeping potion last night.

Blake scratched his messy hair.

Looking at the letters piled on the ground, I felt a little helpless.

If it was Lockhart, he would have fainted with happiness by now.

But Blake had no interest in reading fan letters one by one.

It seems a little bad to burn these letters like this.

However, Blake soon no longer had to worry about it.

Because Dumbledore rushed over quickly and took away the letters and most of the gifts.

At this juncture, who knows if someone may have done something to the letter or gift?

You know, Blake was just attacked!

Dumbledore also told Blake when he left.

He had cast some sort of invisibility spell on Blake.