Kassandra followed the red-haired boy.
Watching him get excited by the appearance of Harry Potter.
She smirked.
I didn't see that people's famous Harry Potter ignored you, what do you say you are happy about?
Stupid!
"Darren Porter!"
Professor McGonagall cried.
She saw the red-haired boy standing out.
This guy's name is Darren, Darren Porter?
So the Potters still have the gene for redheads?
She always felt that this guy was a distant relative of the Weasleys!
Darren Porter has been in the hands of the Sorting Hat for an exceptionally long time, as if surpassing Harry Potter.
What a strange family.
Thinking about the boy's personality, and the Potter family tradition, Cassandra thought this guy was probably Gryffindor's.
Of course, there is also a good chance that it is Hufflepuff.
As for that little fool, she couldn't think of any other academy.
However.
"Slytherin!"
Mr. Sorting Hat spat out the word happily.
Cassandra noticed that the boy seemed to be about to cry.
Her green eyes were stained with a mist, and she looked pitiful.
Many professors above looked at him involuntarily with concern.
Well, Professor McGonagall also patted Mr. Sorting Hat upside down, obviously thinking that there should be something wrong with the hat.
Cassandra thought the same thing.
How could such a weak one be assigned to Slytherin?
Is Mr. Sorting Hat a virus?
"I knew what a good person could be with that woman Betsy?"
A sound that sure enough, this pulled back Cassandra's thoughts.
She was a little upset.
To say that Betsy can, to say this guy is a bit of an exaggeration.
This guy is already kind enough to be stupid.
Cough, she was feeling that this guy now represented Slytherin, that was the house she was going to in the future, and no one could denigrate it.
She looked subconsciously at the boy.
Sure enough, the boy looked even more upset.
He turned his eyes to his brother Harry Potter for help.
Expect him to comfort himself.
Who knew that stupid lion had actually taken his sight.
Well, she knew Gryffindor was all stupid.
Reckless and arrogant waste.
That guy should be angry, right?
Better to have a fight.
When the time came for her Cassandra to watch the hilarity again.
shit!
That guy actually went away lost?
Doesn't he want to quarrel?
But angry at her, really stupid!
"Cassandra Vole."
Professor McGonagall shouted.
Cassandra raised her chin and walked proudly toward the sorting hat.
Maybe she could despise this broken hat, and even Darren Porter's house could be wrong!
"Slytherin!"
Before the hat had even reached the top of her head, she had already called out of the Academy.
Cassandra snorted.
Throw away your hat and walk away.
Just a little lost, she didn't despise this broken hat yet!
After the Sorting House, she sat on the right side of Darren Porter.
She noticed the Malfoy's cub sitting on his left side.
The eager one seemed to be about to poison Darrenport.
Whoops, childish!
In front of the Headmaster Dumbledore, she wanted to poison him, and if he succeeded, she counted this Malfoy as a genius!
"Stupid, crying nose, scum, vicious!"
Dumbledore said loudly from above.
Cassandra skimmed her lips, what a crazy old man.
No wonder his hat is also a silly hat.
She took a small bite of a steak.
Seeing Malfoy stealthily, he stuffed a chicken claw into the absent-minded Darrenport.
Vomit!
This kind of scrap is indeed worthy of Malfoy.
Darren Porter is going to stand up and fight, right?
Hey?
Eat!
Has this stupid Potter, because of the Sorting thing, been hit so hard?
Cassandra spat wordlessly.
However, the thought that if he were assigned to Gryffindor, he might be even angrier than he was, and slightly understand his emotions.
Forget it, don't disturb his mood now.
After eating, she found that Darren Porter had been pulled away by Betsy.
Damn it!
It was her toy, why did Betsy's old woman pull her toy?
She followed up angrily, and heard the Potter say that he had great strength.
Oh, how big can this be?
There can't be a troll bloodline, right?
She glanced at Potter's frail little body and didn't believe it at all.
So she pushed Malfoy to Potter's side.
She believed that Malfoy would surely mock Potter.
Well, it should be a fight, right?
She thought a little uncertainly.
It seems that the guy is really not the one who fights, and even if there is a fight, Betsy is also around, and he can't afford to lose.
So Cassandra watched the hilarity with great interest.
Yes?
Darren Porter hit someone!
She was shocked to find that the guy was so good.
One punch flew Malfoy.
The amulets were shattered.
This...
That's great, too!
Maybe this guy can fight with himself too?
Fun, so much fun!
Cassandra was looking forward to the next prefectural trial.
She's going to fight Darren!
But...
This guy actually conceded defeat?
The reason is that he can't protect others.
This...
Good stupid reason.
But it was also something he could say.
Cassandra won without any surprise.
That night, she informed all the Slytherin freshmen and got up at 6:30 the next morning to assemble, deliberately not looking for him.
When the guy came out in the morning, it was seven o'clock.
She looked at the disgruntled look of the Slytherin freshmen, and told him in a gentle tone that she would come out and assemble at this time in the future.
Hahaha, this Slytherin freshman must have an opinion on him, maybe you can see him beating people again.
Cassandra's heart was cheering.
Just the next second, she saw the guy apologize sadly, bow his head in guilt, and a pair of turquoise eyes turn red, like a silly rabbit.
Her fingers moved, and for the first time she tasted a little guilty.
Is she a little too much?
Maybe next time she can do something else.
It was really difficult for him to be ugly in front of so many people.
Well, she didn't care about him.
she was just worried that her toys were being played with.
Is she a little too much?
Maybe next time she can do something else.
It was really difficult for him to be ugly in front of so many people.
Well, she didn't care about him, she was just worried that her toys were being played with!
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