Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have?

"Sure! I happen to have some knowledge of Alchemy I'd like to ask about." Cassandra gladly accepted.

"Great. Whenever you're free, write to me, and I'll immediately drive my Will-o'-the-wisp... uh, I mean, I'll ride my broom called Will-o'-the-wisp to pick you up."

Mr. Worley was furious.

An image involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Some blond-haired brat riding a broom to his house.

Then asking him, "Old man, where do I park my Will-o'-the-wisp... I'm here to take your daughter out for fun."

Just thinking about it made Mr. Worley feel his blood pressure rising...

No! Under no circumstances could Cassandra go see Black during this holiday!

Right, we'll go traveling! The whole family will go traveling!

I refuse to believe we can't avoid you! 3.3

At this moment, Cedric, Bob, Harry, and Black's other friends all came to say goodbye to him.

After all, Black had always been very popular.

Among them, Black even spotted Neville's family!

This time, the Longbottoms had come in person to take their child home.

The Longbottoms had been ill since Neville was very young.

This was the first time they had come to the station to pick Neville up.

Frank gripped Black's hand tightly once again.

"Thank you, Black! If you have time during the holiday, you're welcome to visit my home!"

Alice stroked Neville's head as she gave Black a grateful smile.

Neville's grandmother, Augusta, also asked him, "Did you properly thank Black at school?"

Mr. Worley stared at the scene in surprise, having no idea what was going on.

Mrs. Worley looked at Mrs. Longbottom in astonishment.

"Alice, you... you're better! Since when?"

Mrs. Worley and Mrs. Longbottom had known each other before.

She also knew what misfortune Mrs. Longbottom had suffered.

That was why she was so shocked to see