He decided in his heart to write a letter to Dad now, asking him to prepare some supplement about parrots.
Since tomorrow is the weekend and there's no class this afternoon, Harry plans to take a look inside Gringotts.
Dumbledore had long given him permission to freely enter and exit Hogwarts as he pleases—but Harry doesn't have a phoenix, and thus cannot perform Apparition Displacement within the castle, so he can only walk to the outer perimeter of the castle to Apparate.
"Harry."
Draco, panting, caught up with him. He had been following Harry ever since he came out of the hall.
After all, it belonged to his great-great-aunt's possession, and he felt he should take the opportunity to get close to Harry.
By the way, to enhance the feelings between both parties—the great-great-aunt and Harry.
"So that really is my great-great-aunt's certificate of deposit?" he asked curiously, "Is it her certificate of deposit at Gringotts?"
"Yes." Harry didn't hide anything.
"Cool." Draco said with a smile, "I always thought there was something about her in the family treasury, but during the holiday, Dad searched several times and found no trace... turns out she had another vault."
"Speaking of which, it's almost Valentine's Day, Harry." Draco started to talk without any topic, "You know what? I've received several Valentine's gifts—one from Pansy, and several from senior sisters in Slytherin, but I don't know who to give them to, since there isn't anyone I like… I think you must have received some too? Wouldn't Miss Grindelwald bring you a gift from the Muggle World?"
Harry: (ꐦಠಠ)?!
Seems like you're doing this on purpose, huh?!
Really hitting the nail on the head...
After Draco's reminder, he also realized that Valentine's Day was almost here.
Today is February 12th, Sunday would be February 14th, the classic Valentine's Day.
People would give some gifts to those they admire, hinting—or rather, outright showing—their feelings.
Draco noticed the slight change in Harry's expression, and suddenly understood—Miss Grindelwald hadn't given him a gift!
Great!
This is truly wonderful!
Even though he didn't know why Miss Grindelwald hadn't given Harry a gift, he knew now was definitely the perfect timing—a chance to assist his great-great-aunt!
Draco's brain started to work overtime, preparing to give the strongest assistance.
"I think this must be a Valentine's gift from my great-great-aunt to you, Harry."
Saying this, Draco squeezed out a look of grievance.
"Think about it, why not at another time, but right now? On the eve of Valentine's Day... my goodness, maybe this is Merlin's guidance."
Being told by Draco this way, Harry was stunned for a moment.
Don't say it, don't really say it.
"How could it be." Harry waved his hand, pretending it was impossible, "This is just a coincidence, no one expected Jack would tear the notebook at this time, not even Cassandra herself would, right."
"Are you still denying it?" Draco, somewhat angrily, looked at Harry: "My God, Potter! You really disappoint me! You won't even use your scarred head to think carefully, what exactly drives a young girl to abandon a father and brother who love her deeply, risking her life to travel through time to find you a century later!"
This was the first time he called "Potter" since learning Harry's identity.
To defend his great-great-aunt, Draco was really determined.
How does the saying go?
The Malfoy Clan, family first.
Even if it's a great-great-aunt he has never met, Draco still instinctively wants to defend her.
Harry opened his mouth, unable to refute Draco's words.
"Think about it! You are no longer a young wizard orphan of Muggle Species who just got to know her a hundred years ago and who was nothing at all!" Draco yelled furiously: "You are now the Legendary Wizard of a hundred years ago! The Savior who defeated the strongest Dark Wizard of the century! What exactly are you doubting yourself about! Potter!"
With that, Draco didn't turn his head back and walked away angrily.
Far away at the Muggle School, Vivi sneezed twice during class.
Weird, clearly a wizard, why would she sneeze?
She gently rubbed her nose.
However, what she never imagined was that even being trapped somewhere and uncertain if alive or dead, Cassandra could still pull off a classic comeback.
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