Having glimpsed a corner of the future, Vivi naturally knew what would happen; Old Batty's ending was crystal clear to her.
Vivi, in her moral ambivalence, didn't care how Old Batty would die, especially as they were strangers, and Old Batty had an indistinct hostility towards her.
The most important reason: Old Batty was blocking Little Sirius's progress, and this was the key part of Vivi's plan.
Anyone in the way...
However, everyone else had no idea about all this. They were all captivated by what Mr. Ludo Bagman just announced would be the "big event" happening soon at Hogwarts.
Kids are curious, and even sixteen or seventeen-year-olds are no exception; take the Weasley Twins, for instance, their gossiping hearts almost burst through the screen.
"Is there something happening at Hogwarts now, Dad?" Fred asked immediately, "What did they just say?"
"You'll find out soon," Mr. Weasley replied with a smile.
"It's confidential and won't be shared until the Ministry decides to go public," Percy said earnestly, "Mr. Crouch is right to not casually divulge secrets."
"Oh, shut up, Weasley," Fred retorted, rolling his eyes.
Percy took a deep breath, wanting to argue with Fred but found that he had already slipped away.
When Fred reached a distance, he turned back, pulling faces with George at Percy.
This really annoyed Percy, but he was helpless with his younger brothers.
That night, Vivi indeed stayed in the tent.
Following the principle of not spreading bad ideas or being a bad influence, everyone initially got a single-person tent.
Vivi sent suggestive glances toward Harry, but Harry's attention was entirely drawn by the commotion outside the tent.
Around nine o'clock, Harry lay in bed, bored, about to turn over and sleep, when Vivi sneaked in quietly.
"Missed me?"
Vivi sat by Harry's bed as soon as she entered.
But she found Harry was breathing evenly, already asleep.
"Harry? Harry?" She pushed Harry gently.
But Harry didn't respond at all.
There's an old saying, you simply can't wake someone pretending to sleep.
Vivi reached out her hand and pinched Harry's nose.
"Hahaha..." Harry laughed and got up; he did it deliberately, wanting to see how Vivi would react.
"Heh." Vivi narrowed her eyes, pulling at Harry's cheeks.
Harry waved his arms but realized he couldn't break free, so he grabbed Vivi's weak spot in return.
The sudden attack left Vivi stunned.
She didn't expect Harry to be so direct, so impolite, so... so...
Shameless!
They remained in this stalemate until Harry rubbed twice.
"Ah!"
Vivi exclaimed, batting away Harry's mischievous claws.
"I say I—uh," Harry stammered, sheepishly holding up his hands, "Do you believe I grabbed the wrong thing?"
When his hands extended, he seemed to savor the moment, fingertips moving mid-air.
"Pfft!" Vivi spat at him: "Do you think I'd believe you? You little rascal—You've really been led astray by that Cassandra woman!"
"How have I led him astray?"
Cassandra's voice echoed nearby; Vivi folded her arms, turning to see Cassandra standing beside her.
"Wasn't it you?" Vivi asked warily, "Who else could it be?"
"Isn't this exactly what you wanted?" Cassandra waved her hand casually, "And I need to correct you—the one who led Potter astray was you, not me—got it?"
With that, she looked at Harry.
"Seems I'm here at the wrong time—then, I'll visit again after Grindelwald leaves the United Kingdom. Hopefully, she won't teach you anything unhealthy."
With those words, Cassandra vanished from the room.
Teach Harry something unhealthy?
Vivi had actually intended to leave, but Cassandra's words provoked her, making her reluctant to go now.
She turned, looking at Harry with wicked intent.
The look in her eyes... was like she wanted to devour him whole.
"Wh-what do you want?" Harry asked, swallowing nervously.
"Heh!" Vivi approached, resembling a looming criminal with ill intentions.
She pulled off Harry's blanket, smiling mischievously: "What do I want? To teach you some grown-up stuff, of course, Harry~"
...
The next morning, Harry was teased during breakfast.
Especially by the Weasley Twins, who laughed so hard they nearly toppled over the table.
Harry's lips were swollen like sausages; if Hermione hadn't hurriedly handed him a mirror, he might not have noticed his embarrassment.
"Merlin, did you kiss a bee?" The twins mocked Harry breathlessly.
Harry didn't get angry and joined them in laughter.
Luckily, there was ointment available, swiftly reducing the swelling on Harry's lips.
"Consider this a lesson," Vivi mouthed silently.
Harry, seeing Vivi's moist lips, found himself longing for them again.
"There's still some time before the World Cup kicks off," Fred said, sitting on a chair with crossed legs, "Should we do something? Or just stay here? I think as... "