Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little Hufflepuff have?

That bastard Black went out to have fun and actually took Hermione but not her!

How was she inferior to Hermione in any way?!

She held her quill and kept stabbing at the letter paper in front of her.

"Stinking Black! Dead Black..."

Before long, that sheet of letter paper had been turned into a honeycomb.

"How do I stink? I took a bath!"

On the other side of the Dimensional Door, Black sniffed at his own clothes while asking in confusion.

The sudden voice startled Cassandra.

She turned around and saw Black standing outside the Dimensional Door.

"You... why are you here?!"

"To pick you up!"

"Didn't you go pick up other people?" Cassandra said angrily.

She knew that Black had picked up Hermione first.

"That's right. I did pick up a lot of people," Black said honestly.

"Then why are you looking for me? One more of me won't make a difference, and one less won't matter either."

"Weren't you the one who said on the train that you wanted to go out with me? Fine! So you don't keep your word!"

Black had beaten her to the accusation.

Cassandra was nearly driven mad with anger.

"I... I meant the two of us would go together! Who told you to bring... bring so many people!"

"But you didn't say it would just be the two of us back then! So I..."

"So you brought other girls along? If you'd brought boys, I wouldn't even be saying anything!"

Cassandra was already getting ready to pull out her wand.

"Hey! Don't be impulsive! Young Wizards aren't allowed to use magic outside school, remember?"

Cassandra froze for a moment, then put her wand away, turned around, and grabbed the broom beside her...

"Hey... don't hit me... If you keep hitting me,