But she had to admit that the Potter brat really loved causing trouble.
The first week of term.
He had simply left the Slytherin table with Harry Potter. Watching the Potter brat leave, she had been completely dumbfounded.
Had the Potter brat gone mad?
Cassandra clearly wasn't stopping him anymore! Didn't he have any sense of propriety at all?
Becky frowned as she watched the Potter brat's movements.
She believed quite a few people were doing the same.
Because they all wanted to know what this guy, who had openly violated the House Rules, was planning to do.
And in the end, they were just chatting? Of course, they had also talked about Potter's background.
Both Harry Potter's and Darren Potter's.
When Becky heard the brat say that he had grown up in an orphanage, she felt nothing but understanding.
That figured.
He was so thin; it was only natural if he had grown up in a place like that.
She suddenly felt that Dumbledore was utterly useless, to have actually abandoned him.
Then the Head of House summoned her away.
What?
Use the Cruciatus Curse on the Potter brat! No!
She couldn't do that.
Nor could she bring herself to do it.
But although the Head of House said that, the deliberately conspicuous thing he dropped made her understand something.
The Head of House liked that guy too.
Well, she had heard people say that the brat's talent for Potions was second to none. It was perfectly normal for the Head of House to value talent.
When carrying out the punishment, she nearly laughed aloud at the Potter brat's utterly bewildered and conflicted expression.
This little bastard deserved some punishment.
Mm, this Screaming Curse suited him rather well.
Yet after more than ten minutes, she still felt sorry for