"Could it be..." Harry thought of a possibility, "Could it be Old Batty Crouch's son? That wouldn't be surprising... But isn't Mr. Crouch a staunch opponent of Voldemort? How could he become a Death Eater?"
"People can change, Harry." Vivi said with a smile, "Anyway, he's definitely involved in the matter—it's actually a good thing for us. Just think... with such a scandal, would he still stay in the International Magical Cooperation Affairs Department?"
"No..." Harry hesitated and shook his head.
"Don't you think a hero like your godfather who has suffered so much deserves a department head position as compensation for his years of injustice?" Vivi said, guiding him with her words.
"Of course!" Harry immediately nodded, "I think you're right. Someone like Old Batty is no longer suitable to be in the position of a department head—"
Actually, Harry wasn't stupid; he knew there was some flaw in Vivi's words.
But he wasn't going to oppose Vivi, because it was also greatly beneficial to him.
Firstly, his godfather could enter the Ministry of Magic; secondly, he thought Old Batty was hostile towards Vivi, perhaps due to Gellert's incident in the past...
Lastly, he just didn't like Old Batty.
Harry was no longer the Holy Father; after a hundred years of instruction from Septimus, and since Old Batty was not pure as snow, Harry thought he needed to be cleaned up now.
"Thank you." Vivi leaned down and kissed Harry on the cheek.
"Thank me for what?" Harry asked puzzled, "Shouldn't I be thanking you? Running around for my godfather..."
"He's not just your godfather, Harry." Vivi tucked her stray hair behind her ear and said softly, "He's also my godfather."
At this moment, Harry's emotional intelligence suddenly rose.
He retorted, "Logically speaking—yes indeed, Little Sirius is also my wife's godfather... So, since you say this, are you willing to be my girlfriend?"
Upon hearing Harry's words, Vivi froze.
This was the sentence she had waited for over a hundred years.
She hadn't gone through time travel, but had waited in the image of the Map Secret Room for over a hundred years.
She had imagined countless times how Harry would confess to her, wondering about the scenario.
Perhaps it would be amidst a sea of flowers or some other romantic atmosphere... But she never expected to receive this confession in such a mundane setting.
However...
It's quite acceptable; life is ordinary.
Moreover, the journey across a century of life and death, chasing after Harry in the future, is already dramatic enough.
Their relationship doesn't need anything else to be highlighted.
After a moment, Vivi collected herself.
She smiled brightly, lighting up the room.
"Of course." She said.
"Hmm..." Harry reached out and held Vivi's hand.
He planned to keep going, speak honestly.
"Honestly, Vivi." He said, "I'm really torn, so torn—whether it's you, Cassandra, or Pabi, you've all sacrificed everything for me, even leaving behind your closest family... Cassandra lost her loving father and brother, Pabi lost her caring sister, and you..."
"Oh, Gael doesn't love me." Vivi interrupted Harry's emotional speech, "Gael only loves Dumbledore—"
As she said this, Vivi gritted her teeth—
"Yes, he loves Dumbledore." Harry raised Vivi's hand and pressed it against his face, "But I also want to be honest with you— truthfully, choosing among you is really hard, really—choosing anyone means giving up the other two, which... it's really unfair to you all who've devoted so much."
"So now, you've chosen me and given up on the other two?" Vivi asked with a smile.
"No." Harry replied seriously, "I want to shoulder the responsibility and not fail any of you."
"So?" Vivi's gaze flickered with a dangerous light.
Even with this understanding, when Vivi heard Harry say this, she couldn't help but want to destroy something.
To cause destruction.
As an exchange student at Hogwarts, she's fundamentally different from Voldemort.
Voldemort kills when unhappy, while Vivi isn't happy without killing.
"So I want all of you to be my girlfriends." Harry said seriously, "Of course, I also can..."
Before he could finish, Harry suddenly fell to the ground with a thump.
The piercing sensation was coming at him from all directions.
"Crucio (Crucio)!"
Vivi's eyes flashed with a crimson glow.
But just when Harry thought he was toast, the spell was suddenly lifted.
He only felt a moment's pain before the spell vanished.
Vivi lowered her hand, sighed silently.
Even when angry, angry enough to want to teach Harry a lesson, she couldn't bring herself to truly torment him.
So, using the Crucio Curse was impossible.
Without a strong desire to torture others, it's impossible to successfully use this spell.
Or, as Harry experienced in first year, being consumed by intense pain, leading to an urgent need to transfer.
She reached out and held Harry's hand again.
"Sorry, I can't do it." She said with a bitter smile, "I thought I could be ruthless and punish you severely, but... I really can't."
"Really?" Harry showed a rogue smile, "Is it that you can't, or you don't want to?"
"I..."
Vivi opened her mouth.
Maybe both.
But she quickly pulled herself together.
"Since the curse didn't work, I'll find another way to punish you!"
Her tone was dangerous, looking as if she would eat Harry alive.
"What way?" Harry swallowed.
"Hmph." Vivi took Harry's hand, and they walked into the room together.
"By the way," Vivi asked as she turned around, "I'm not the second person you've told this to, am I?"
"Oh, no." Harry shook his head quickly.
"The third person?" Vivi's eyes began to flicker with extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous rays.
"The first." Harry loyally explained quickly, "I haven't told Cassandra yet, of course I told you first because you're the most understanding and the one who loves me the most..."
"Really?" Vivi raised her lips in satisfaction, "Even Lily can't compare to me?"
"No!" Harry said firmly, "You can't compare to my mom!"
Vivi: ...
So irritating!
But losing to her mother-in-law and best friend didn't upset her.
"What about Cassandra?" Vivi crossed her arms and asked, "Oh my, I remember when you were in first-year, she even took off her old robe for you to wear, really... tsk tsk..."
"Still not as good as you!" Now Harry's emotional intelligence was sky-high: "Now in this world, you are the one who loves me the most!"
Little Sirius: So love will disappear, Harry?
"Yes indeed."
Vivi nodded with some enlightenment and pushed Harry onto the bed.
"Then," she said with a mischievous smile, "Let us finish what wasn't finished..."
"Don't you still have something to do?" Harry asked tentatively, "Regarding Mr. Crouch..."
"That matter can wait." Vivi moved forward and straddled Harry, "Before that, I have more important things to attend to—no way can I let Cassandra or Pabi steal a march... Well, all you have to do is keep your eyes open and watch how I punish you, little rascal!"