Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Mr. Wally fell silent. In fact, he did not want to restrict his daughter's freedom to make friends. On the contrary, he always felt that his daughter was too proud, which led to too few friends. Therefore, he always hoped that his daughter could make more friends. Therefore, Mr. Wally was not targeting other people. He was only targeting Blake. This guy was so outstanding that he made people feel uneasy. Moreover, he also doubted in his heart whether his daughter could really grasp such a person...

"I have a lot of good friends, sir. For me personally, I feel very happy because of my friends. This is also one of the fundamental reasons why I made the magic address book. Because this thing can make our friendship closer. If... I don't have friends... Even on holidays like Christmas, I don't receive many greetings, I will be very unhappy. So, put yourself in her shoes, if I were Cassandra, I didn't have any friends, and there were only my family in the magic address book... Then guess, would I feel a little lonely? Mr. Wally, your love for your daughter is unquestionable, but, forgive me, your love is too selfish. . You have never considered Cassandra's position, and you have never considered her feelings. "

Mr. Wally stood up suddenly and said angrily: "My love is selfish? How dare you say that!"

"Why don't I dare to say that?" Blake still said calmly: "How many friends did Cassandra have before she knew me? And how many friends did Cassandra have after she knew me? Is the current Cassandra happy, or the previous Cassandra? Do you really have no feelings at all?"

Mr. Wally was stunned when he heard this. Yes, before Cassandra knew Blake, although she was a very good child, but... maybe it was because of herself that Cassandra's personality was too arrogant since she was a child. There were few people of the same age who could catch her eye. Even if she was close to a few people of the same age, she would treat them as followers... But everyone knew that they could not be considered true friends at all. So although Cassandra had no problems on the surface at that time, she was lonely secretly, and naturally there was no such thing as happiness or unhappiness. Until she met Blake... all her pride was crushed by Blake.

Mr. Wally thought that Cassandra would become very unhappy because of this, but in fact, it was not until then that Cassandra began to have a bit of fireworks. Then, she and Blake became friends, and because of Blake, she gradually had many other friends around her. And she smiled more and more.

Although she usually always showed disdain to 560 friends except Blake, she would still carefully prepare gifts to send to her friends during Christmas. After getting the magic address book, she still exchanged keywords with her friends with great interest, and every dayThey were all chatting enthusiastically. So, after meeting Black, Cassandra had undergone a drastic change, which was an indisputable fact.

This made Mr. Volley deeply doubt himself. Was it really because of his excessive care for Cassandra over the years that she became so unapproachable? Otherwise, why did Cassandra get better so quickly after meeting Black? When Black saw Mr. Volley fall silent, he knew it was time to strike while the iron was hot.

"Sir, I love Cassandra too, but I never thought of tying her to my side. I have been letting her get in touch with more people. I told her that everyone has their own shining points, and she should not use her own standards to judge whether others are good enough. Besides, when making friends with a person, you should not only look at whether the other person is good enough. Otherwise, wouldn't I have no friends? After all, no matter how good you are, you are not as good as me!"

Mr. Wally was speechless. He recalled the scenes of educating his daughter in the past, and sweat oozed from his forehead. Cassandra's arrogant character has a lot to do with him. His daughter was smart since she was a child. When she was very young, she was already a crane among chickens among her peers. Therefore, Mr. Wally, who loves his daughter like his life, has been teaching his daughter because he is afraid that his daughter will suffer. There is no need to care about people who are not as good as you. Mr. Wally sat down dejectedly and was speechless for a long time.

Blake suddenly asked, "Mr. Wally, may I ask, when Mrs. Wally was studying, was she as good as Cassandra?" Mr. Wally answered casually, "Of course... Strictly speaking, she was much better than me. At that time, there were so many people who wanted to pursue her..."

"That is to say, Mrs. Wally is as good as her daughter, so..." Blake leaned forward and made a precise move. "If she had the same idea as Cassandra, thinking that people who were not as good as her were rubbish... Then, how did you, who were not as good as Mrs. Wally, marry her home?"

Mr. Wally covered his chest and looked at Blake with a pale face. Damn, this little bastard is killing people! The two proudest things in Mr. Wally's life are, the first, that he has such an excellent daughter like Cassandra, and the second, that he thinks he is good enough, so he defeated all his rivals and successfully won the beauty. But now... Blake told him without hiding anything. First, his daughter, whom he thought was excellent, was actually taught badly by him. Second, he won the heart of Mrs. Worley not because of how excellent he was... According to the ideas he taught his daughter, he should have been a piece of shit in Mrs. Worley's eyes! What else can I say? Thank you, father-in-law, for not being a daughter slave like me? Not educating my daughter in the same way as me?

"Sir, you are really double-standard... I am not as good as Mrs. Worley, but I pursue her without hesitation. When you teach your daughter, you tell her that she is not good enough.Excellent people, don't bother with them? They are all garbage? "Blake's second attack almost made Mr. Volley have a heart attack...

"You...you...wait! How do you know I told my daughter this?" Mr. Volley quickly discovered the blind spot.

All of Black's information came from the house elves in the Volley family manor, so he now knew exactly how Mr. Volley educated Cassandra. Of course, he couldn't just say that this was information he got from other channels.

"Is this hard to guess? Cassandra used to be like this! People who were not as good as her were all garbage in her eyes." Blake spread his hands calmly, "And if it was Mrs. Volley who taught Cassandra this point of view, then Mrs. Volley would not have married you back then, because she would not have bothered with you who was not as good as her. So, there is only one option left, that is, you taught it... huh? You don't want to tell me that the ignorant little Cassandra understood these points of view by herself, right? "

Mr. Wally closed his mouth. He was so flustered that he didn't notice the loopholes in Blake's words. He just felt that his breathing became a little difficult. Because although he was really unwilling and unconvinced, he had to admit that what Blake said was right.

Blake didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue again, otherwise, he was really worried that Mr. Wally would die... He picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, which also gave Mr. Wally enough time to calm down.

Mr. Wally looked up at the ceiling above his head, as if flowers suddenly bloomed on it. After a long while, he said weakly: "I... I have always been doing this for Cassandra's good..."

"Really? In fact, I can understand why you educate Cassandra like this. If I have such an excellent daughter, I am also worried that she will be deceived by gangsters..." Blake said leisurely.

Mr. Wally's eyes lit up, "Right! You see, we all have this idea! How can you blame me..."

"But..." Blake interrupted Mr. Wally and asked, "But, I met the requirements. I am good enough to be in Cassandra's eyes and become a normal person who is not trash in her eyes... Then... why do you start to oppose my approach? You don't want people who are not as good as Cassandra to approach her, but you don't want people who are comparable to her to approach her, sir... What do you want to do? What you call for the good of Cassandra is to make her lonely for life? Are you really doing this for her good? Do you think that as long as she is always alone, she will never be afraid of being deceived, and will never be hurt? "

These words of Blake directly broke Mr. Wally's last line of defense. It turned out that he had been wishful thinking, "It's all for your own good", but he was persecuting Cassandra? Mr. Wally's lips were trembling. He wanted to stand up and refute Blake, but in the end, he couldn't say a word. Thinking of his daughter over the years, before meeting Blake, there were two little followers at the beginning.Class, and later... she was left alone. It was hard to imagine how lonely and sad her daughter was in those years... For a moment, a huge sense of guilt surged in my heart, and I felt like I had aged ten years.

"Sir... Even if... Even if Cassandra leaves me in the future, she will have a better life, instead of... Instead of returning to the lonely situation like before. Because Cassandra has changed now, she has more friends, and her life has changed. I just hope... At that time, you don't change her back to the way she was before..."

Then, the two fell into silence again... The atmosphere seemed very solemn. It was so solemn that even the house elves didn't dare to come over to pour tea for the two people's empty teacups...

"Blake, I made you a puff! Come and try it, my craftsmanship..." Cassandra came over with a plate. But the frozen atmosphere at the scene made Cassandra's smile gradually solidify. Is this... a breakdown in the talks? And judging from the situation, the conflict between the two is even greater? Thinking of this, Cassandra's mood quickly became depressed. I originally thought that Blake could reconcile with her father. But now it seems... it's just wishful thinking...

Seeing Cassandra frozen in place, at a loss, Blake stood up and wanted to take the plate from her. However, before Blake took the plate, Mr. Worley suddenly stood up and took the plate with the puffs. He picked up a piece of puff that looked a little burnt and threw it into his mouth. Blake was sure that he was not wrong. When Mr. Worley started chewing, his lips trembled violently. Blake was a little glad that Mr. Worley took it first, because Cassandra's craftsmanship seemed to need to be improved...

"Hmm..." Mr. Worley put the plate on the table silently, and then picked up the teacup quietly, but unfortunately, the tea in the teacup had dried up long ago.

Just when Mr. Wally's mouth began to twitch violently, Black snapped his fingers, and Mr. Wally's empty cup was refilled with tea by Black's refilling spell. Mr. Wally glared at Black, then tried to remain calm and took a big sip of tea... Then his expression was a little relaxed.

Cassandra seemed a little panicked. Now it seemed that the two of them did not get along very well. She was very afraid that her father would kick Black out of the house in the next second. "You...you..."

But Cassandra was interrupted by Mr. Wally when she was whispering. He touched Cassandra's head and said disappointedly: "I'm sorry, Cassandra, it's really my fault...It's because of me that you developed that kind of personality and couldn't find friends before...I thought it was all for your own good, but it was really wrong...Alas, this is the first time I've eaten the food you made by yourself...You have really changed a lot...You used to disdain to make these things. Now you are really good."

"Dad... what do you mean..." Cassandra's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, I will not restrict you as before... I believe that you have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. And... my restriction is the biggest harm to you. In addition..." Mr. Wally turned to look at Blake, "I also want to apologize to you, Blake... Thinking about it, it is indeed a bit ridiculous that I actually feel that you have ulterior motives because you are too outstanding... Sorry... But since you just said that you love Cassandra, then I hope you can treat Cassandra sincerely. Otherwise..."

Cassandra's face blushed when she heard this. What did Blake say to her father! How could he talk about... loving me...

"If I am not good to Cassandra, I will not be here to talk to you today, sir..." Blake said seriously.

Mr. Wally nodded sadly. "Okay, this matter is over. Cassandra, didn't you say you wanted to join Black's world tour? Go ahead and have fun."

Cassandra looked at Black in shock. She suddenly grabbed Black's hand and asked, "Black... Did you use the Imperius Curse on my father?!"

"Huh? I didn't." Black looked at Cassandra in surprise. It would be easy to use the Imperius Curse... Why would he need to prepare for the whole night?

"Impossible... My father actually apologized to me and apologized to you... This is impossible..." Cassandra gritted her teeth and said, "Tell me, did you use the Imperius Curse on my father?"

Mr. Wally waved his hand quickly, "Cassandra, Black didn't use the Imperius Curse on me... In fact, I hope he can use the Imperius Curse on me, so that I can feel less guilty."

"People who are cursed with the Imperius Curse will not say that they cast the Imperius Curse." Cassandra said suspiciously.

Mrs. Wally's voice suddenly came from the side, "I can prove that Black did not use the Imperius Curse." Black turned his head and saw Mrs. Wally standing up from the sofa on the other side of the living room.

"Because I have been hiding here and eavesdropping." Mrs. Wally said with a smile, "You don't know, Black almost made your father feel guilty and cry."

"Ahem! No no! Honey, stop talking!" Mr. Wally hurriedly wanted to interrupt his wife's teasing. Unexpectedly, he could actually hide and eavesdrop? This is too embarrassing!

Mrs. Waller ignored her husband's forced self-respect. She smiled and said to Blake: "It's a wonderful conversation, Blake... and you really hit the point. The previous Cassandra was really too lonely. The current Cassandra is really good. She has learned to make friends and make desserts... even if she put the salt in sugar."

"What... what? I put it in the wrong place?" Cassandra said helplessly: "Mom, since you saw it all, why didn't you remind me?"

"Remind you? But... I really want to see what expression Blake, who is always calm and composed, would have when he ate the salty puffs... Alas, it's a pity that your father ate them first. "

"It's okay to put the wrong salt, Cassandra. I'm an alchemist, and in alchemy, it's possible to transform substances." Blake took out a small bottle and sprinkled some strange powder on the puffs. Then, he snapped his fingers. Then the strange powder disappeared on the puffs.

Blake picked up a puff and put it in his mouth. An intoxicated look appeared on his face. "Well, this puff is very sweet.".