"Since that’s settled, it’s decided," Cassandra quickly concluded, "Annie, later we’ll return to White Island, where I’ll discuss this with the current Patriarch Malfoy. Afterward, you’ll be a member of Malfoy Manor."

She added, "I’ll treat you like my own sister, after all, Sebastian and I are both members of the Phoenix Society, right? His sister is our sister."

"That’s right, Annie." Pabi also caught the vibe, she leaned forward and hugged Annie, saying, "Don’t worry, Annie, if you don’t like the Malfoy family, you can also come to my nephew’s house—oh, I mean the Scamander family, it might not be as luxurious as the Malfoy family, but it’s warm enough."

"Thank you all..." Annie said, wiping her tears.

Harry hadn’t reacted yet, only to see Annie being settled by these people in an organized manner.

Oh well, he didn’t plan to let Annie move into 12 Grimmauld Square anyway.

He initially planned to, but his killer instinct suddenly warned him against it, otherwise it would provoke more than just one jealous Cassandra.

Just ask yourself, if Europe’s number one jealousy queen, Lady Grindelwald, gets jealous, would you be scared?

"Harry, what do you think?" Vivi asked seriously, turning her head.

"I have no opinion." Harry quickly replied.

"I agree with your opinions." Sebastian, who is even more protective of his sister, had no objections, although he knew Annie had no interest in Harry, but who knows if Harry the Scarhead Enchantress wouldn’t lead his poor little sister astray?

To be safe, better keep them from interacting!

Sebastian thought so and made plans in his heart.

In the future, he must keep a close eye on Annie, absolutely not letting her have a chance to be alone with Harry.

What? Harry is my brother?

Brother or not, no way!

I treat you as a brother, you could even pretend to be my godfather, but brother-in-law is off the table!

You already have three girlfriends! Want another one?!

Animal!

Poor Annie was arranged clearly like this, until she left without knowing why everyone was so enthusiastic about her.

Clearly at school, Miss Malfoy was so noble and aloof, Miss Grindelwald so unapproachable, and Miss Swedding also wasn’t very close to her...

But Annie didn’t think much of it, assuming it was out of care for her, for Sebastian’s sake.

"Then this matter must be mentioned to Dumbledore; we’re about to welcome another transfer student." Harry chuckled, "Should say, everyone got quite unused to not having a transfer student last year—you see, in the second grade, Vivi transferred into Hogwarts, during the third grade, it was Pabi and Cassandra... No one transferred in the fourth grade, and now in the fifth grade comes another transfer student..."

No one cared about Harry’s lame joke, as Sebastian had already drifted to Omnius’s portrait, where the two whispered, sometimes casting glances at Harry, making Harry feel uneasy.

What on earth were those two talking about?

Could it be they were talking behind his back?

Harry thought about it and decided not to think ill of his pals.

After staying there a while longer, Vivi stood up, pulling Annie, Omnius, and Sebastian away."

Sebastian initially wanted to follow, but considering his current ghost form, it might be problematic if something happened when he got to the Muggle world, so he didn’t bring him along.

After arriving at White Island, Cassandra brought Annie to find Lucius, who was smoking cigars with Mr. Granger.

It was evident Lucius enjoyed cigars; after trying many over the days, he ended up loving a brand called Trinidad, specifically the "Fundador" lance cigar.

In his view, the size and thickness of the lance cigar held in hand was very elegant, fitting his Pure Blood identity perfectly.

Trinidad cigars were still very young, belonging to the new generation’s brands launched in 1991, initially exclusively gifted to country leaders.

But as London’s top dentist who mingles frequently with high society, Mr. Granger always has his ways.

"Lucius."

Cassandra flicked her hand, used a cleaning Magic Spell, and dispersed the swirling smoke.

"Oh, Aunt Cassandra." Lucius put down the cigar, looked up, and asked, "What’s up?"

This title was set by Cassandra; calling her Aunt Grandma publicly was a bit shocking.

But the title aunt was more acceptable; after all, such a family having a young aunt wasn’t that shocking.

"This is Annie, Annie Saru." Cassandra introduced, "My friend, her family has passed away, I would like to have her reside in Malfoy Manor during Hogwarts holiday breaks."

"No problem." Lucius nodded.

Others couldn’t tell, but Lucius knew the situation.

Looks like another girl trapped in time has returned, and is Aunt Grandma’s classmate?

An ancient figure of such stature living at home, that’s definitely fine.

No matter the reason, it’s fine.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Annie timidly bowed to Lucius.

She still views the Malfoy Clan as the colossal presence that dominated the British Magic World, completely unaware of how much the Malfoy Clan has declined.

"Hello, Miss Salu." Lucius nodded politely, considered a greeting, "Later I will speak to Xixi about this matter."

Having gained Lucius’s approval, Cassandra returned Annie to her room.

"For now, you can stay here temporarily," Cassandra smiled, "As for clothes... Tomorrow or the day after, we can buy some new clothes for you, how does that sound?"

"All up to you." Annie replied softly.

"Then I’ll leave first, if there’s anything just call me." Cassandra said.

"Alright, goodnight, Cassandra." Annie said.

Cassandra nodded and left the room.

She walked all the way to Harry’s room, where she joined Pabi and Vivi.

"How did it go?" Pabi asked, "Did Lucius agree to let Annie move in?"

"Do you think he would object?" Vivi laughed, "Oh, put it another way—do you think even if he objected it would matter?"

"That’s true." Pabi nodded, "After all, Cassandra is—uh, the former Miss Malfoy, right? Still Lucius’s Aunt Grandma."

Saying this is accurate, but if Cassandra were just a normal Aunt Grandma, she wouldn’t have this authority in the Malfoy Clan.

The issue is Cassandra’s mastery of Magic Spells is very deep, able to casually swoop the Malfoy family, and under the dual influence of seniority and Magic Spells, Lucius has no room to object.

"What about Annie’s enrollment?" Pabi asked again, "Should this go through Dumbledore? Or Professor McGonagall?"

"Actually, just going through you will suffice, Pabi." Vivi pinched Pabi’s still slightly baby-fat cheeks, "You’re a governor of Hogwarts, isn’t transferring a student into Hogwarts just word?"