Of course, it's different now. Ever since the war, Dai Ying has been declining, especially in the eighties.
First, the old commander Mountbatten became the Bomb-Resistant King at sea, and then it was almost having a big eye on the Malvinas Islands.
"How could it be?" Cassandra couldn't accept it.
"We almost didn't take the Falkland Islands." Seamus shrugged and said, "How can we make Britain great with those inept Muggles?"
Actually, at the upper levels, the Magic World and the Muggle World are not disconnected. After all, they rise and fall together. The Muggle Royal Family and 10 Downing Street have always maintained contact with the Ministry of Magic.
But the Magic World, ravaged by Voldemort, clearly has a gap, which makes the already scarce British Magic World even worse.
"You can't only be patriotic when you win, can you?" Hermione shrugged and said.
This matter was destined to only be an interlude, but Cassandra clearly had something on her mind.
She thought of Vivi, who wanted to revive the Austrian Magic World, and decided to talk to her father and brother about the current situation in the British Magic World when she returned to the Malfoy family.
Holidays soon arrived as expected, and Harry, after tidying up his room, saw Sirius sitting leisurely in the common room.
Seeing Harry come out, Sirius waved his hand elegantly.
"Harry." He said with a smile, "Merry Christmas."
"You too, Sirius." Harry replied with a smile.
Hermione rolled her eyes, pointed to the calendar beside them, and said, "If I remember correctly, it's December 16th now, not Christmas, so saying 'Happy Christmas' is a bit early."
"You're right, smart girl." Sirius said with a chuckle.
After speaking, he lowered his head to Harry and said, "Back then, Lily was like this too…"
"Lily?" Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"That's Harry's mother." Sirius patted Harry's shoulder and said, "Come on, I've already arranged for the carriage outside. When Professor Lupin comes around, we can head out."
As they were heading out, Sirius was still whispering to Harry, "Don't worry, I've checked the moon calendar... the full moon is on the 27th, right after Christmas."
"That's great." Harry was also delighted, as it meant Professor Lupin could have a peaceful Christmas.
He told Sirius and the others to wait on the carriage while he headed to the hall.
"I thought you'd leave me waiting forever, Potter."
An arrogant voice rang out, it was Cassandra.
Today's Cassandra looked beautiful in a traditional black robe, wearing the white lace gloves Harry gave her, appearing to be a classic Slytherin beauty.
And the most standout one.
On the way here, Harry was constantly pondered what he should do.
In the past summer, Cassandra demanded Harry to hold hands — according to Cassandra, that was the follower's etiquette...
Harry surely believed it, just like that for several years...
But now he realized holding hands can indeed be a bit ambiguous, yet he insisted on maintaining the usual habit, as it would at least bring them closer.
But... what should he do?
He soon made up his mind, deciding to act casually, letting everything go unnoticed and subtle.
"How could it be?" Harry cleared his throat and slightly reached out his hand, "Let's go together."
When reaching out his hand, he was already prepared — if Cassandra didn't hold onto it, he would pull it back and scratch his head, avoiding any awkwardness.
Everything was within his plan.
Cassandra was startled, watching Harry's outstretched hand. She didn't expect Harry to offer his hand first.
"You're indeed a qualified little follower, Potter."
Cassandra finally smiled, the small mole under her eye seemingly gleamed with a layer of charm.
Clearly, she was genuinely happy.
She reached out her hand and placed it on Harry's arm.
"Let's go," she said, "so your little animal friends won't be kept waiting..."
"Little animal friends?" Harry didn't catch on.
"Yes, yes." Cassandra tilted her head slightly, "Look, there's Beaver Granger, Red-haired Mole Weasley, and your dog godfather — aren't they little animals?"
Harry couldn't help being dumbfounded.
Well, even after all this time, Cassandra is still Cassandra.
"Alright, good kids shouldn't give others nicknames." Harry cleared his throat, "At least don't say it in front of them, okay?"
"Are you begging me?" Cassandra asked with a smile.
Harry put on a serious face and said, "Yes, I'm begging you, please, Cassandra."
"Oh, then I've decided to grant the request of the little follower." Cassandra smiled, walking out of the hall with Harry.
Sitting by the carriage, Sirius didn't expect Harry was coming with Cassandra, even less so that his godson was arm-in-arm with the Slytherin older sister.
Fork, I...
He suddenly recalled Lupin's advice.
Hey, I'm fair to you, Fork.
Look at our good son, he knows how to sow seeds now!
And it's the prettiest cabbage in the Malfoy family!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.
No wait, there's something even more satisfying.
That evil Miss Grindelwald, if she knew Harry and Malfoy were this close, what would her reaction be?
As a godfather, Sirius wouldn't tattle to Vivi, but that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy the show.
Xiuluo Scene or something...
After being tricked once by Vivi, of course Sirius didn't mind seeing Miss Grindelwald turn into a defeated dog.
Just thinking about the defeated dog Miss Grindelwald, Sirius couldn't suppress his smile.
"Your dog godfather smiles somewhat..."
Cassandra whispered to Harry, but didn't say out loud the word vulgar.
After all, he was Harry's godfather, so some consideration was necessary, lest Harry gets upset.
She knew Harry was a very sentimental kid.
Harry simply thought Sirius was proud seeing himself so close to a beautiful girl, so he laughed and said, "After all, he is my godfather, and a good friend of my dad, maybe he feels proud?"
"Proud of what?" Cassandra asked knowingly.
Harry's cheeks flushed slightly, he knew fully well what the old godfather was proud of, but saying it directly to Cassandra made him shy, so he coughed and said, "Perhaps he thinks his godson has grown up."
After saying that, he swiftly changed the subject, "I've just arranged for Pabi to come here, how come I don't see her?"
"You also invited that donkey?" Cassandra asked suspiciously.
"Hey! How can you say that!"
Pabi's unhappy voice sounded from behind them, Cassandra turned her head and saw Pabi in ghost form.
No wonder she hadn't heard anything before, it turned out Pabi was following behind in ghost form.
How can a ghost make footsteps?
"Hey! Cassandra!" Pabi pointed at Cassandra with a playful expression, "I'm a Unicorn! How can you call me a donkey!"
"Oh." Cassandra waved her hand indifferently and said to Harry, "Looks like this school now has a heartbroken donkey..."
Pabi was angry. She grabbed her Hufflepuff robe and bit down on it, glaring at Cassandra fiercely.
"Let's go," Harry said to Pabi, then looked at Cassandra again, "You too, Cassandra, why do you bully Pabi?"
"Because it's fun."
Cassandra said with a mischievous smile, not feeling there was anything bad about being reprimanded by the little follower.
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