Draco followed Audrey out of the suitcase in a daze.
He had not only seen the dragon but also touched it, and even hugged it.
This was an experience he hadn't even had at his own family's dragon reserve.
However, he, who should have been happy and excited, was now a little bewildered.
He felt that his cousin would explode at any moment, shining like the sun and raising a huge mushroom cloud.
"Alright, you can go now," Audrey said. "Do you know the reason you'll give for coming to me?"
"Huh? Oh."
Draco snapped out of it and thought for a moment. "Helping Miss Astley reply to fan letters?"
"Mm, good reason." Audrey nodded with satisfaction and waved her hand to indicate he could scram.
Just then, the two-way mirror in Audrey's arms began to heat up. She took it out and, without shying away from Draco, directly connected the call.
"Audrey, your room has been invaded by Pansy Parkinson. She was transported to the Black Sea Shipyard by the protective magic circle."
Audrey frowned slightly. "Did she see everything?"
"She saw it."
"What a hassle!" Audrey complained, saying helplessly, "Then send her over. I'll handle it."
"Okay."
Ten seconds later, Pansy Parkinson appeared in Audrey's room holding a spittoon—for Audrey's security, Grindelwald specifically asked Dumbledore to remove the Anti-Apparition charm from a very small space in Audrey's room so they could support Audrey at any time.
That space was truly small. If one wasn't in the know, one wouldn't imagine there would be a small backdoor in Audrey's room.
Apparition worked, and naturally, so did Portkeys—the spittoon Pansy was holding was a temporary Portkey made by Edmond.
"A-Astley!" Pansy was trembling all over. "I-I know nothing! You-you are not an Acolyte! You didn't establish a secret base abroad either!"
Draco: ???
Audrey sighed, pulled out her wand, and waved it gently. "Obliviate!"
Pansy fell to the ground at the sound, the silver light from the tip of Audrey's wand connecting to Pansy's forehead.
"How should I modify this memory? Let's say you were invited by me to reply to letters from readers here with Draco! You fell asleep because you were too tired?"
"Too thin. Need to add some plot. Hmm... Draco flirted with you while replying to letters, leaving behind beautiful memories!"
"Not enough, not enough. This isn't realistic enough. Shouldn't there be a kiss? Yes, Draco stole a kiss from you. You felt very guilty about misunderstanding me, so you decided to obey me from now on!"
Draco: ... Sure enough, she is an evil witch!
Draco, who wanted to object and hope his cousin wouldn't modify it like that, suddenly remembered the scene of the hydrogen bomb explosion and instantly shut his mouth.
These were all small matters, as long as Cousin was happy.
Then what was a big matter?
Of course, preventing Cousin from getting angry!
...
Audrey finished modifying Pansy's memory and nodded with satisfaction.
Her screenwriting ability was simply too strong!
If she changed careers to write novels, she would surely become a superstar in the literary world!
For just this one hour of memory, she concocted a story of love and hatred among the wealthy, and the spirit of young people striving for their love regardless of worldly views!
Audrey never expected that while modifying Pansy's memory, she would see Pansy's inner world—Pansy, who was so hostile to her, turned out to be her die-hard fan for three years!
Sure enough, for love, a little girl could abandon everything!
"Draco, you forget everything Pansy just said, otherwise I don't mind giving you a Memory Charm too."
"What? Cousin, what are you talking about?" Draco looked blank. "I was zoning out just now; I didn't hear anything!"
Draco's acting was clumsy; his slightly trembling legs and shifting eyes had long exposed his inner thoughts.
But Audrey didn't care; she only wanted an attitude.
Of course, Draco's attitude satisfied Audrey very much, but a preventive shot was still necessary:
"If there are any strange rumors outside, they must have been spread by you. Do you understand what I mean?"
Draco covered his mouth tightly with both hands and nodded fearfully.
"Alright, send Parkinson back to the dormitory. Don't let anything slip!"
"Okay, okay!"
...
This was just a small interlude in March.
Because Audrey adopted Norberta and stopped Draco from troubling the Golden Trio, the plot of the four little ones venturing into the Forbidden Forest did not happen—of course, even if it had, they wouldn't have encountered Professor Quirrell drinking unicorn blood.
But the blame pinned on Snape became even more solid. Harry and Ron firmly believed that Snape was the one who broke into Vault 713 to steal the Philosopher's Stone!
Different from the original world, this time the blame on Snape seemed to have been pinned by Dumbledore.
Perhaps the Headmaster also had some complaints about Snape's bias toward his own house!
After the Easter holidays, the Quidditch match between Slytherin and Hufflepuff began as scheduled.
The trio, who didn't live up to their name regarding point deductions, were heading to the Quidditch pitch.
"I haven't seen Audrey for weeks," Harry said. "I wonder if she's been keeping an eye on Snape's whereabouts."
"Come off it, Harry," Ron complained. "I'd rather she stayed in her dormitory all the time. Last week, I heard Snape called her out under the pretext of a general review for the O.W.L.s, assigned four potions with short brewing times in class, and then awarded Slytherin forty points!"
Hermione was also very indignant. "He's really going too far. No matter how well we perform, it's useless. Now Slytherin is leading us by almost seventy points!"
However, she looked worried again. "I just wonder how Audrey is doing now. The O.W.L.s are coming up soon; can she really make it?"
Ron said indifferently, "You don't need to pass all the O.W.L.s to graduate. With Audrey's level in Charms and Potions, there's absolutely no problem."
Harry nodded in agreement, but heard Hermione say, "But I heard that this time the Ministry of Magic set a rule for Audrey. If she fails even one of the twelve subjects, she cannot advance to the sixth year."
Harry was surprised. "That's too excessive! She only had one year, yet she has to learn five years of knowledge! Passing twelve subjects together, that's too difficult!"
Ron shook his head repeatedly. "Anyway, I couldn't do it." He thought for a moment. "Then why is she still participating in the Quidditch match? Shouldn't she be studying hard at this time?"
Harry whispered, "It's Snape! Snape forced Audrey to participate. Audrey had no choice but to play."
Hermione waved her small fist angrily. "Snape again! Is he crazy about the House Cup? How can he do this!"
Ron asked curiously, "Harry, how do you know all this?"
Harry laughed. "George and Fred wanted to eavesdrop on Slytherin's tactics and reveal them to Hufflepuff, but they ended up hearing Marcus Flint complaining."
Ron didn't care at all about the fact that his brothers told Harry these inside scoops but not him. He asked without thinking:
"Complaining about what?"
"Complaining that Snape used every means but got the team a grandmaster who doesn't attend training!"
...
When Harry and the others arrived at the stadium, the spectator stands were already full. Not only were there students, but even players and management from professional teams had come to watch.
The professors had to temporarily expand the seating.
Even so, Harry and the others could only squeeze in with two goblins.
Ron whispered to Harry, "Harry, why are goblins also interested in Quidditch?"
Harry replied, "I don't know either!"
Ron spread his hands and leaned into Harry's ear. "I heard goblins smell weird. I don't know if it's true!"
Because the seats were crowded, he had to hang half of his butt in the air.
"What's going on today? So many people came to watch the game," Ron muttered, but suddenly his eyes widened. "Look, Harry, look! Over there, over there!!"
Ron was making a fuss, confusing Harry.
"That's a player from the Chudley Cannons! The old man next to him must be their manager! Wow! Did they take a fancy to Audrey?"
Ron spoke very fast, as if explaining to Harry, yet also as if talking to himself. "That makes sense. Audrey is a future star who set the record for the fastest game!"
"Ah! If Audrey could join the Cannons, that would be amazing. You know, Harry, my favorite team is the Chudley Cannons! If they have Audrey, they can definitely win the championship!"
Ron suddenly realized something and hurriedly said to Harry, "Harry, I'm not saying you're not as good as her. You're several years younger than her; you'll definitely be like her in the future!"
Harry smiled; he didn't care about this. He pointed to the other end of the stadium. "Look, those people over there aren't from our school either. Do you know them, Ron?"
Ron looked over, but his jaw dropped:
"That, that is... the Kenmare Kestrels!"
"The Pride of Portree!"
"The Wigtown Wanderers!"
"Merlin's beard! The Wimbourne Wasps!"
Ron looked like he was about to faint.
"Half the teams in England and Ireland are here!" Ron exclaimed loudly.
"Audrey is still a student; how could she attract so many professional teams?"
"This isn't magical at all!"
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