"Yes." Harry nodded.
He and Cassandra walked out of the room, leaving it to Dobby.
The two of them just looked at each other, neither willing to look away first.
But neither of them was willing to speak first either.
Just as the stalemate continued, Dobby suddenly opened the door.
"Dobby has completed the task," he said happily.
"Go inside and take a look," Cassandra said, nodding toward the door.
Harry glanced at Cassandra without saying anything and walked straight into the room.
After he went in, Cassandra's expression changed, and she looked down at Dobby.
"Thank you, Dobby," she said softly, "If it weren't for you appearing in time and taking the blame, I really wouldn't have known what to do..."
"Serving Miss Cassandra is Dobby's honor—" Dobby said with a smile, "Dobby is willing to see the noble Miss Malfoy and the great Harry Potter come together, hoping to see Harry Potter become the son-in-law of the Malfoy Clan..."
"Shh!" Cassandra stomped her foot, "Is that something you should say!"
"Oh, Dobby understands!" Dobby gave an aunt-like smile, "Rest assured, noble Miss Cassandra, Dobby will do his best to assist you—"
With that, Dobby disappeared down the corridor.
Cassandra was a bit exasperated, but she had no choice.
"What are you doing out there?" Harry asked suspiciously, poking his head out, "Are you giving Dobby a hard time again? He didn't mean to, Calley."
"How could I?" Cassandra pouted indignantly, "How could I give Dobby a hard time?"
"Then you should come in and take a look, Dobby's efficiency isn't bad."
After saying that, Harry pulled his head back in.
To be honest, Dobby's efficiency was indeed alright, and he had even done a one-to-one replica of Harry's room from a hundred years ago.
When Harry walked in, he was almost in a daze. Well...
For a moment, he thought he was still in that Malfoy Manor of a hundred years ago.
"Do you like it?" Cassandra asked with a smile as she surveyed the setup in front of her, "I specifically looked for the photo taken back then, look—it's this one."
She pulled out a photo from her pocket, with Harry sitting behind the room's desk, smiling happily at the camera.
A girl, around thirteen years old, who looked like a younger version of Cassandra was sitting next to him, looking at Harry disdainfully, while holding a newspaper.
"It's this one..."
Harry seemed to see through the photo and into the past.
"It was Ignatius who took it for us, right?" he said, "I still remember this photo... Ignatius originally wanted us to be closer, but you... um, you were quite disdainful of me."
"I wasn't disdainful of you," Cassandra said quietly.
"Hmm?" Harry didn't hear.
"I said, I wasn't disdainful of you, Potter," Cassandra turned her head away, "I just thought your silly smile would be contagious, that's all—"
"Oh, I'll take it as that," Harry didn't expose Cassandra's words. By now, he had basically figured her out.
It should be said, with a godfather to assist, he was now more at ease.
How come there wasn't a godfather teaching him how to get along with girls back then?
Hmm... if there really had been a Little Sirius back then, maybe he wouldn't have met Vivi, or known Pabi very well, just a son-in-law to the Malfoy Clan.
But people, they know nothing.
A person's fate, of course, depends on personal effort, but it also needs to consider the course of history.
Hmm...
Suddenly he remembered his previous practice with the Mind Sealing Spell advancement.
Isn't this a good practice opportunity?
But he felt he couldn't bring it up so straightforwardly, otherwise, it might seem like a trap.
So, he planned to go about it indirectly.
However, before he could speak, Cassandra spoke first.
"What have you been doing mysteriously these past few days?" she asked, "I remember you've been at Mr. Leme's, and dragging Pabi along... What odd things are you up to?"
"Just discussing the possibilities of advanced applications of the Mind Sealing Spell with Mr. Leme." Harry said, spreading his hands.
"I've mentioned to you that we don't necessarily need to waste time here," Cassandra said, rubbing the space between her eyes, "With this time, you should practice some Magic Spells."
"But I succeeded," Harry said bluntly.
"Even so, it would take a long time..."
As she said this, Cassandra finally realized what Harry had just said.
"What did you say?" she asked in astonishment, "You succeeded?"
"Yeah," Harry said, spreading his hands, "Mr. Leme pointed me in a direction, and after a few tries, I succeeded."
He wasn't lying at all, because he indeed failed three times before succeeding on the last attempt.
Cassandra had to reevaluate Harry. She knew Harry had exceptional talent, but didn't expect it to be this exceptional in this area as well.
It's known that, except for naturally gifted masters of the Mind Sealing Spell, almost no one can fully integrate the advanced application of the Mind Sealing Spell in a short time.
She pulled out her Magic Wand.
"Let me try it," Cassandra said, "Let me test the results of your learning—"
"We have to agree beforehand," Harry said, riding the wave, "My Mind Sealing Spell is quite unique, no matter what happens, don't get angry—"
"Don't worry, I won't get angry," Cassandra snorted coldly.
She recalled the scene she had seen before, the scene of Potter and that shameless woman Grindelwald making out on the bed.
Utterly shameless!
Extremely negative influence!
"You promise?" Harry asked uncertainly.
"I swear on my name," Cassandra said resolutely, "No matter what happens, I won't get angry!"
Alright then.
That's all he was waiting for.
"Okay."
Before Harry could finish speaking, Cassandra's Mind Reading had already started.
Almost instantly, Harry's Mind Sealing Spell, modified by Ancient Magic, started to overclock by itself.
Cassandra only felt the world spinning before she floated and landed on a solid ground.
In the distance was the sun shining on the land, surrounded by snow-capped mountain ranges, while the dazzling light reflected on the snow made it hard for her to open her eyes.
Isn't it summer?
Cassandra felt puzzled, but then she remembered, this was inside Harry's memory.
Hmm...
Whatever Mind Sealing Spell, didn't he still let me break through?
Before she could search for Harry, she felt a cold wind blowing past.
!!!
She was astonished to find this wind... was as bone-chillingly cold as in the real world?!
But isn't this inside a memory?
Then, the ground suddenly trembled.
Before long, a castle rose from the ground.
It's Hogwarts Castle, she wouldn't mistake it for anything else.
The grand castle doors rumbled open, and out walked a familiar figure.
"Welcome to my world, Calley—"
It was Harry, arms spread, with a smug expression.
"What on earth is going on?!" Cassandra asked in shock, "Why can I feel the biting cold wind in your memory? Why... why can you talk to me?"
However, Harry did not answer her question.
Cassandra only felt a sense of happiness fill her mind, then a voice urging her to surrender to Harry.