Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

Cassandra is an interesting name.

In ancient Roman mythology, she was a princess of Troy. After the divine snake washed her ears with its tongue, the princess had the power of prophecy, but was not believed by others.

Zhang Huowang, who was very interested in the myths of various countries in his previous life, knew this very well.

He was also extremely certain that the girl walking in front of Malfoy and looking at him proudly was Cassandra!

She has long, smooth and dazzling golden hair, skin that is fairer and smoother than that of Asians, and her green eyes are like a pool of autumn water.

Although he is only 12 years old, his petite body has already reached 1.5 meters in height.

Xiaohe just showed her sharp horns.

But Zhang Huowang had no time to appreciate it. He was surrounded by heavy doubts.

Although when he was taking stock of the rich women in the Snake Garden, he jokingly added this girl to his list of favorites.

But as far as he knew, the character of Cassandra came from a card game with the same IP in a previous life, and was based on the Malfoy trio.

Because her long hair and eye color are exactly the same as those of her enemies, she is often jokingly called the illegitimate daughter of Malfoy and Potter by netizens.

What's more important is that this girl should be about the same age as Harry's daughter!

Even if she does exist, she should live in the distant future, after Dumbledore's death, and in the time and space when Harry has grown up.

She shouldn't be in this timeline!

At this moment, fate played a little joke on this Chinese-American boy who wanted to become a god.

What he saw and heard when he entered the wizarding world clearly told him that this was a movie world based on the original work!

But what happened to Cassandra?

What kind of secrets does this world hide?

'This is so ridiculous! '

'Neither science nor magic! '

Zhang Huowang was in a trance and pinched Cassandra's face involuntarily.

Soft, very q bouncy.

Zhang Huowang looked in disbelief and couldn't help but pinch him hard again!

A blush suddenly appeared on her delicate pretty face.

It's a real person, not a doll.

You must be friends with her and find out the depth of her background!

However, the arrogant Miss Cassandra didn't think so, she was already furious.

This dirty mudblood, a Chinese living in the mire, actually pinched her face.

"Go to hell! You bastard! Pervert!"

"Shattered to pieces!!!!"

The scarlet earth curse shot out, and then was crushed by the iron armor curse into dots of fluorescence, which gradually dissipated in the air.

Zhang Huowang was immediately overjoyed, this style of fighting over disagreements!

He deserves to enter my house!

Oh no, come into my door!

After firing an upside-down golden bell again and hanging the Malfoy trio and Cassandra's two followers on the tree,

Zhang Huowang decided to have a secret and heart-to-heart conversation with the angry snake courtyard girl.

Glancing at the purple headscarf not far away, Zhang Huowang decisively picked up the girl by her waist and ran away.

"Ahhh! Let me go!"

"Pervert, pervert, pervert!"

"Jie Jie Jie, no one will come to save you even if you break your throat."

Cassandra's struggles had no effect at all, even if she cast seven or eight more body-shattering and bone-shattering spells.

This can only make Zhang Huowang more excited.

Let me take a look!What kind of secret is hidden in the delicate body of this Snake Yard girl!

Even a fourth grader cannot cast so many body-shattering curses in one breath!

Zhang Huowang ran all the way to an uninhabited garden on the north side of Hogwarts, and finally got rid of Mr. Purple Turban's pursuit.

The garden was small and the flowers were very fragrant, but none of them were as good as the bitter orange perfume on Cassandra's body.

After putting Cassandra down, the mistletoe above their heads just bloomed. (I want to emphasize that there is no female protagonist in this book)

As the British saying goes, it's time for a kiss.

But obviously, neither of them had this kind of leisure.

There was no ambiguity in the atmosphere at this time, only deathly silence.

Zhang Huowang hasn't figured out how to speak in order to ease the relationship between the two and find out the girl's secret.

Cassandra knew very well that she was no match for this black-haired boy, and she was frightened and a little strange in her heart.

After a long time, Zhang Huowang took a deep breath and took the lead to break the deadlock.

Men should take the initiative.

"have you eaten?"

Cassandra: ...

"Ate."

"What to eat?"

"...Hilen black tea, honey cake."

"Is it tasty?"

"..."

The scene was very embarrassing.

Sure enough, such greetings are not suitable for me...

Zhang Huowang gave up the clichés, pinched his eyebrows with his left hand, and regained his coolness: "I am going to establish a learning interest group."

"The name is the Federation of Stars. Do you want to join?"

"it is good!"

Cassandra's answer was equally cold.

She just wanted to end this bad conversation as soon as possible and straighten her messy dark green dress.

And Zhang Huo is prosperous.

He has a deeper understanding of his powerful personal charm.

Thus, Cassandra became the first member of the Federation of Stars.

At the same time, he is acting as vice president. Membership: None.

at the same time.

Mr. Quirrell, the purple turban, accidentally met the old bat Snape after losing the trace of Zhang Huowang.

Snape's accent was as slow and elegant as ever, just like his everlasting greasy hair.

"Qui Luo...Professor, are you looking for Zhang Huowang?"

Quirrell suppressed the mad roar from the back of his head and reluctantly replied: "Ah, I was just taking a walk."

"It's you, when did Professor Snape pay so much attention to a Chinese-American?"

Snape said coldly: "I don't know. I just feel that I admire him inexplicably."

Quirrell smiled warmly: "That's right. For some reason, from the first moment I saw him, I felt that I admired him."

(The lines here are from Xingye's version of "Ji Gong" as a tribute.)

Both of them were silent for a while.

Quirrell, who carries Voldemort's soul, knows very well that this half-blood prince was once a good subordinate of his master.

Snape also knew Quirrell's secret.

Both parties clearly recognize each other's true identity, but they have to pretend not to know.

It's very painful...

As time passed, the master's roar in his mind became louder and louder.

Voldemort's incompetent roar brought great pain to Quirrell.

"Go find him!"

"Dumbledore accidentally mentioned that this mudblood's soul is very powerful! He is a natural Horcrux!"

"He still has Phoenix blood in his hands!"

"Find him! Find out his details! Then kill him!"

The weak Voldemort needed to rely on the blood of magical animals to restore himself.

Quirrell's face was a little distorted, and he tried to force out a smile: "Well, Professor Snape, I'll take my leave."

Quirrell's figure gradually faded away.

Snape smelled the faint scent of osmanthus in the air, but felt a little nervous.

Autumn is getting stronger and stronger, and counting the time, Christmas is coming.

And this year's Quidditch Academy Cup is coming soon.

Will Quirrell really put a spell on Harry during the game?

Is that young man really a prophet, a great being?

Wizards never believe in gods, but at this moment Snape was praying.