Harry suddenly raised his head, what, wood? Are they talking about me? Or about Senior Wood? Hasn't he already graduated? Could it be that he also went to work at the Austrian Ministry of Magic with Miss Farley from Slytherin?
He hadn't been listening at all just now, completely engrossed in his meal.
Eating is great, the food is so delicious...
Especially the creamy mushroom soup, dipping it with a baguette is simply the most perfect enjoyment.
Cassandra remained silent. Of course, she realized what she had done back then that led to the current situation.
One could say she had single-handedly pushed Harry into Vivi's arms; she can't blame anyone else, only her own pride.
"Of course." Vivi picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile, "If she could realize her mistake and sincerely beg me, I could reluctantly accept her as my sister... of course, she would have to treat me with utmost respect in the future."
Harry's hand trembled.
No?
What's going on here?
Oh, it turns out Vivi doesn't mind sharing with Cassandra, but the issue is that Vivi wants to be the boss.
How could the proud Cassandra accept this condition? She smirked disdainfully.
"She won't willingly concede, Grindelwald." Cassandra lifted her head, her long swan-like neck smooth and white, "I think she should be the queen that makes you bow down to her, don't you think?"
"So you're saying you want to challenge my authority." Vivi squinted her eyes.
Interesting, very interesting...
She wasn't pretending anymore, directly pointing out Cassandra.
"Do you think I would yield?" Cassandra crossed her arms, maintaining an upright stance, "Or do you think I would lose?"
"Let's watch and see." Vivi didn't dwell on this topic any further, instead looking at Harry, "So... Harry, have you made your decision, choosing Cassandra as your dance partner?"
"Mm." Harry reached over to pick out a fishbone and place it in the bowl, "Actually, I wanted to invite all three of you to the dance, but unfortunately, each Warrior can only invite one partner... so I have to choose Cassandra since you're not at school."
Vivi didn't ask the silly question of "if I were at school, who would you choose among us."
Smart women know how to give men an easy out, and they are extremely understanding. Clearly, Vivi is such a woman.
"However," Vivi continued, "while it's true that each Warrior is usually allowed only one partner, it's also true that students under seventeen aren't allowed to participate in the Triwizard Tournament... I think since convention has been broken, we might as well break another one... as the youngest Warrior, you could invite two partners to the dance. What do you think?"
These words indeed made Harry feel torn.
There's nothing wrong with it; if I can participate in the Triwizard Tournament at fourteen, can't I have two partners?
No, make that three.
Since I've already decided on a group activity, why not bring Pabi along too?
But...
Harry heard another layer of meaning in Vivi's words.
Vivi doesn't mind sharing him with Cassandra, since she feels a lot of guilt towards Cassandra.
But Pabi, well...
"What about Pabi?" Harry asked tentatively.
"Hm?" Vivi suddenly smiled, "Having two dance partners isn't enough; you want three? Quite greedy, Harry..."
As a man, Harry could only brace himself.
No other choice, if he missed this chance, he wouldn't get another one.
"After all, Pabi... um," Harry scratched his head, "if she hadn't gone through a century of solitude like you, I wouldn't... um, invite her; but now, after all she endured for me, suffering for a hundred years... I..."
Vivi sighed.
"If you insist."
She wasn't worried that Pabi would surpass them and become the leader among the three.
Even if she had the guts, Pabi wouldn't dare do something so reckless as Reversed Celestial Spirits.
Her position as the most slighted was already determined; now it was a showdown between Vivi and Cassandra.
A contest to see who would be first and who would be second.
Seeing Vivi's expression, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, she wasn't angry.
For a moment there, he really thought he was going to be bombarded by Ancient Magic.
He turned to look at Cassandra and found her looking at him as if he were trash.
"What's wrong, Kathy?" Harry asked with concern.
"Heh." Cassandra turned her head away, "You disgust me, Potter—turns out you really are a fickle, unfaithful, and capricious man..."
"I'm a boy." Harry changed the subject with a cute expression.
"Heh." Cassandra said nothing, only responded with a cold laugh.
She thought the dance partner was unique, but now with Grindelwald's arrival, there were three of them.
Really...
Thinking about it made Cassandra feel wronged.
Seriously, this guy...
"Eat something," Vivi said gently, "The main course is here; try the foie gras, it's quite good... and the lamb chops, I dare say even the chefs of the Austrian court couldn't do better."
Cassandra glared at Harry with resentment, then looked at Vivi, but ultimately said nothing.