Harry suddenly felt embarrassed, feeling a bit uneasy.
"So that's how it is..." Harry felt a bit remorseful: "Actually, at the time... uh, I was thinking, if the school board could do something about this Miss Malfoy, it would be great. She kept calling me lazy and arrogant. Back then, I really found her annoying..."
Villatia in the portrait almost burst into laughter and said with amusement, "Yes, indeed. You asked the school board to discipline the daughter of the most powerful member of the board. You really have... such imaginative thinking, Harry."
"Yeah, I was really naïve back then," Harry said with a sigh.
This... he finally connected the dots.
No wonder... why Cassandra was so angry when he thanked Gareth, even stomping heavily on his foot.
Back then, Harry found it inexplicable, but now he understood what had happened.
"Actually, if you put it that way, Cassandra is quite... quite good," Harry tried to find a suitable adjective: "You know, back then outside the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, Cassandra mocked me for coming to buy second-hand robes again..."
Then, he paused for a moment.
"And then?" Vivi asked with interest.
"Ah, I actually didn't mind, and I was curious whether she was there to sell second-hand robes, so I asked her 'Did you wear anything from here'..."
Harry scratched his head and couldn't help but laugh.
"You've really got it... I haven't heard you talk about this before..." Vivi said cheerfully.
"There's not much to say, I thought she was angry and turned away." Harry shrugged.
"Indeed, she should be angry, after all your words were a bit offensive." Vivi said with a pursed smile.
Harry raised an eyebrow and said, "Ha, you guessed wrong. She wasn't angry at all, in the afternoon she sent me two of her old Slytherin robes by owl delivery..."
"What did you say?!" Villatia's tone rose.
"Uh— I said, she sent me two old robes..." Harry looked tentatively at a visibly upset Vivi.
Villatia glanced at Harry and huffed, "Did you wear them?"
"I wore them, I had Professor Weasley help me alter them into Gryffindor style..." Harry said sheepishly.
"You wore them just because she gave them to you?" Vivi gave him a sidelong glance.
"You know how it was at the time." Harry said a bit embarrassed, not sure why he felt guilty, instinctively explaining, "I was all alone in the Magic World, with no family or friends..."
Villatia's heart softened.
"I'm sorry, Harry."
"Ah, it's nothing." Harry waved his hand and said to Villatia, "But this time I really need to visit the Malfoy family, whether I can find the Basilisk fang depends on Cassandra's great-nephew."
"Alright." Vivi nodded with a smile, "I'll be waiting for your good news in the Map Secret Room."
"After you come out, you'll have to go with me to find Cassandra, and also help me rescue Pabi." Harry smiled, "By the way, Omnius and Sebastian's whereabouts seem unknown, I might have to go to Azkaban..."
"Don't worry, they won't be in Azkaban." Villatia said, "After I come out of Slytherin's study, I'll accompany you, we'll go together."
Vivi emphasized the "together" part.
Harry didn't catch on, just nodded.
He stayed in the Map Secret Room for a whole night, chatting with Vivi.
He only left the next morning.
After Harry left, Principal Fitzgerald and the others returned to the picture frame.
"You really are..." Principal Fitzgerald said to Vivi, "waiting in the Map Secret Room for a hundred years— I heard when I got back, that Potter is going to find Cassandra? Was it you who told him?"
"I really don't get what you young people are thinking." Luke Wood said on the side, "Love is selfish. If I were you, I wouldn't have so easily told Potter that Cassandra is trapped in the time stream— at least not so early."
"Grindelwald's pride doesn't allow her to do that." Vivi raised her head, proud like a swan.
"Goodness, you are really indecisive." Luke Wood said helplessly, "If I were you, I would certainly wait until I established a relationship with that little Potter before telling him—or simply not tell him at all."
"No wonder all your descendants are Dark Wizards." Pockham rolled his eyes and cut with particularly sharp words.
Luke Wood roared, lunging into Pockham's portrait.
"Charles! Charles!" Principal Fitzgerald quickly pulled him back, "He's telling the truth!"
"Exactly because he's telling the truth!" Professor Luke Wood pounded his chest sorrowfully, "Merlin, what did I do wrong! Why is there no good person among my descendants?"
"Because the upper beam is crooked and so the lower beam is as well," Professor Pockham whistled.
Professor Luke Wood turned red.
Professor Luke Wood was broken.
"But speaking of which," Professor Pockham then asked, "That Potter is average in aptitude and his personality is hard to say... Why do you like him so much, that you're willing to separate your soul from your body, disguise yourself as a portrait, freeze your body in time just to see him?"
"Why do I like him?" Vivi murmured, she actually... didn't know why.
She was first attracted to Harry because she saw the ancient magic inheritance on him at first sight.