Chapter 167 - 166 — Want to Date My Sister?

Chapter 167: Chapter 166 — Want to Date My Sister?

# Chapter 166 — Want to Date My Sister?

Harry and Ron followed Hermione to the girls’ bathroom.

By this point, Hermione had already begun stirring the potion.

The Polyjuice Potion gave off thick black smoke, making it almost impossible to see anything inside the bathroom.

Nevertheless, they forced themselves to take a closer look.

The potion in the cauldron bubbled and gurgled. Its surface resembled a pool of thick, black, sticky mud.

Harry and Ron grew even more uneasy.

Had this thing really been brewed successfully?

Was it actually safe to drink, or would it turn out to be poison?

Unfortunately, Hermione gave them no opportunity to question her. She pointed at the three goblets resting on the toilet beside her.

"Did you get the hair? I’m ready to pour the potion!"

Hermione looked at them anxiously.

Harry and Ron nodded, eyeing the potion with apprehension.

"I’m confident that every step of my brewing process was correct. It looks exactly like the potion described in the book, so don’t worry!"

Harry and Ron opened their mouths, but neither managed to ask a question.

"Should we drink it now?" Ron asked.

Hermione used a long spoon to divide the potion evenly among the three goblets.

Then, with trembling hands, she took Cassandra’s hair from her bag and dropped it into her goblet.

The moment the hair touched the potion, it dissolved almost instantly. The liquid transformed into a brilliant golden colour.

"Excellent! That’s exactly right!"

Hermione announced with satisfaction.

Harry and Ron followed her example, dropping Crabbe’s and Goyle’s hair into their respective goblets.

Their potions turned a muddy brown and khaki colour.

Both looked absolutely disgusting.

"Can we swap? I’ll take Hermione’s!"

Ron immediately reached for Crabbe’s potion, hoping to exchange it with Hermione’s, but she slapped his hand away.

"Men impersonate men, and women impersonate women!"

She found an empty cubicle and went inside.

"I’ll drink mine in here. You two should find separate cubicles as well. This bathroom is too small to accommodate Crabbe and Goyle if we all come out at once!"

Harry and Ron swallowed their disgust, each taking a goblet into a separate cubicle.

After a while, Crabbe and Goyle emerged.

Then Cassandra appeared.

"Honestly, Hermione looks exactly like Miss Worley!"

Ron exclaimed admiringly.

After all, Cassandra was usually so arrogant that it was difficult to imagine anyone imitating her so convincingly.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

"She looks even more like her now!"

Harry couldn’t help agreeing.

Hermione sighed helplessly.

"All right, you two, stop being idiots. The Polyjuice Potion makes us look exactly like the people we’re impersonating. You’d better make your expressions look stupid, too.

"If anyone sees Crabbe and Goyle grinning wickedly as they walk down the corridor, they’ll be shocked!"

Harry and Ron quickly wiped the smiles off their faces before cautiously opening the bathroom door.

"You two go out first. Cassandra can’t walk around with you!"

Hermione said.

Harry and Ron had no choice but to leave ahead of her.

Hermione deliberately kept her distance, walking as though she had never met them before.

They had visited the Slytherin common room several times to see Vesey, but they had never actually entered it.

When Hermione reached the entrance, she imitated Vesey and called out loudly, "Pure-blood!"

The entrance opened.

One by one, they stepped inside.

To their surprise, the common room was nearly empty. Only a few older students were present.

Of course, given Cassandra’s personality, Hermione couldn’t simply ask where Malfoy was. Instead, she gave Harry and Ron a meaningful look, signalling that they should ask someone.

Harry and Ron grimaced and were just about to approach one of the students when the common-room door opened again.

Malfoy had returned.

Harry and Ron immediately put on expressions of surprise.

"You’re back! I thought you’d been stuffing your face in the Great Hall. I’ve been looking for you. I’ve got something really interesting to show you!"

Harry and the others immediately pricked up their ears.

However, Malfoy wasn’t speaking to them directly.

"Wait here. I’ll go upstairs and get what I prepared. I’ll bring it down in a moment!"

He hurried upstairs excitedly.

Harry and the others nearly jumped for joy.

They were convinced Malfoy was about to produce evidence proving that he was the Heir of Slytherin.

But they were soon disappointed.

Malfoy returned carrying a newspaper and shoved it right under Ron’s nose.

"Look, look, look! You’ll definitely burst out laughing when you see this! And if little Potter saw it, he’d probably cry his eyes out. Tsk!

"She always thinks Potter and Weasley are saints. Does she honestly believe they care about her? If you ask me, she should cut ties with that Potter and then..."

Before he could finish, Harry nearly crushed the newspaper in his hands.

"?"

Malfoy looked at him in displeasure.

Ron kicked Harry, who had no choice but to grit his teeth and force out a reply.

"Happy!"

Only then did Malfoy laugh.

"I knew you’d be happy to read this newspaper. Just think about it!

"That Weasley was given a warning, and his family even had to pay a fine. Do you think the Weasleys are going to starve now? I heard the whole family sleeps in one room!"

This time, Ron’s face twisted with anger beneath Goyle’s features.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Malfoy demanded again.

Harry could only kick Ron in return.

Ron gritted his teeth and muttered, "My stomach hurts!"

Malfoy burst out laughing.

"It’s fine. Go to the hospital wing later and get yourself checked. I think you must have eaten too much.

"While you’re there, you can help me kick Colin Creevey. I absolutely despise that little brat. He’s nothing but Potter’s lapdog.

"’Harry, can I take your picture?’

"’Harry, can I lick the water you wash your feet in?’"

Malfoy mimicked Colin in a mocking voice.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Frowning, he scrutinised Harry and Ron.

"What’s wrong with you two? You’re acting really strange today. Could it be..."

His expression turned suspicious.

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance.

They were just considering whether they should run away when a door upstairs suddenly opened.

Harry and Ron noticed that Malfoy immediately straightened up.

He lifted his head and gazed toward the doorway with an almost lovestruck expression.

"What’s wrong with him?"

Ron nudged Harry.

Harry was equally bewildered.

But his confusion quickly turned to anger.

It was Vesey!

The person standing in the upstairs doorway was Vesey, looking at Malfoy with undisguised disgust.

"Malfoy! I heard you talking badly about Mr Weasley, Colin, and my brother from upstairs. How can you be so disgusting?"

Furious, she even threw a crumpled ball of paper at him.

Harry expected Malfoy to lose his temper.

But he didn’t.

Malfoy caught the paper ball, unfolded it, and examined it. When he discovered that it was nothing more than an ordinary piece of paper, he set it aside with a trace of disappointment.

"I’m only telling the truth! It’s not as though I drove my car to school just to make you worry. And it’s certainly not as though I keep causing trouble for you and preventing you from studying in peace. It’s so unfair of you to treat me this way!"

He even put on a wounded expression.

Harry, standing beside him, nearly lost control and punched him.

**You bastard, Malfoy!**

He’d been eyeing Harry’s sister since their first year, and now, in their second year, he was getting even worse!

Harry stared at Malfoy with utter contempt.

What a shameless git! Not only was he coveting Harry’s sister, but he was also trying to drive a wedge between her and everyone else.

Sure enough, some people were destined to be lifelong enemies from the very first meeting!