Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little Hufflepuff have?

It made even the palms Black was holding her face with feel a little hot...

This hot made absolutely no scientific sense, hey!

Did being a wizard mean you could just ignore biology...?

"I... Who said I liked you? I... I don't..."

"I only agreed to go out with you. Don't get the wrong idea!"

"I don't like a big idiot like you at all!"

Cassandra broke free of Black's hands, turned around, and didn't dare look at him.

Black spread his hands helplessly.

Tsunderes are out of fashion now, didn't you know?

Blondes lose so often!

Cassandra, your hair color is very dangerous, you know that?

"All right... So I misunderstood..."

"Then... could you act a little more normal?"

"Otherwise I almost would've thought you liked me."

Black said it regretfully.

Cassandra stubbornly said, "I'm obviously perfectly normal!"

On the surface, she still seemed fairly calm.

In reality, she was already regretting it to death...

Because after Black heard her denial, there was actually regret in his tone?

Did that mean that if she had admitted it just now, she could have...

Could have directly defeated all those other flirty girls?

I... Is it okay if I take it back and say I like him now?

"Are you ready?" Black asked casually.

"Mm..." Cassandra made a sound as tiny as a mosquito.

"If you're ready, then let's go." Black said with a smile.

The Dimensional Door was opened once more.

Black stepped through it.

Cassandra looked at Black's back.

She wished she could slap herself.

Cassandra... You were given a chance and you couldn't even use it!

Black turned around and saw Cassandra walking over, still holding that little knife in her hand.

"Ahem... I'm very happy that you're coming out to play with me, but bringing a knife