I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

His fingers were no longer content with simply wrapping the hair around his fingers.

My fingertips slid down her soft hair, carrying a burning heat, and gently brushed across her delicate, smooth cheeks, feeling the touch of fine porcelain.

His breathing quickened slightly, his hot breath spraying onto her ears and the side of her neck, carrying an undeniable aggressiveness.

"Cassandra, you really are something else! I really want to devour you whole!"

Genichi Hanyu's voice was deep and husky, like a whisper brewing a storm, each word carrying intense desire, clearly striking her eardrums.

This is not a metaphor, but his most genuine, almost animalistic impulse at this moment.

He wanted to completely crush her, to integrate her into his very being, to etch his mark on every inch of her skin, to make her, from soul to body, an inseparable part of him, Genichi Hanyu.

This possessiveness, fueled by Cassandra's resistance and her unique pride, burned ever brighter, like a flame that was constantly being doused.

Cassandra's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment in his arms.

The fingers that brushed her cheek, the hot breath that sprayed on her neck, and the blatant declaration of primal possessiveness all surged through her body like an electric current, bringing a heart-pounding shiver.

She could clearly feel the changes in the man's body behind her: the sudden tension in his muscles, the accelerated heartbeat, and the almost tangible, suffocating aura of aggression!

However, this feeling of being desired did not cause her to succumb; instead, it instantly ignited the pride and rebellious spirit in her bones!

"Think beautifully!"

Cassandra slammed the magic book shut with a sharp crack!

Without hesitation, with an almost resolute force, she shoved her elbow backward, striking Hanyu Genichi precisely in the abdomen. At the same time, her body, like a nimble fish, instantly broke free from his warm embrace!

She stood barefoot on the soft carpet, quickly taking a few steps back. Turning around, her beautiful green eyes now burned with icy anger and unyielding pride, like a lioness provoked into a rage, glaring intently at the man on the sofa who still wore a lazy smile, but whose eyes were now even more deep and dangerous.

"Genichi Hanyu, put away that wolfish look of yours!"

Her voice carried a chilling edge.

She could sense that Genichi Hanyu's possessiveness toward her was expanding at an alarming rate!

This feeling of being treated like prey made Cassandra extremely dissatisfied.

"Do you think a few sweet words and a few small favors will make me like Penelope, able to take whatever I want from you? Like Cho Chang, devoted to you and at your mercy?"

Cassandra raised her chin high, instantly unleashing the proud aura of the Slytherin Queen, which acted as an invisible barrier protecting her.

"You are wrong, absolutely wrong!"

Looking into Genichi Hanyu's increasingly deep and seemingly piercing eyes, she clearly declared her stance, word by word: "I, Cassandra Wore, will never so easily surrender myself to you!"

"I will never become a prize to satisfy your desire for conquest when you are surrounded by beautiful women and your mind is wavering. I will never let you think that I, Cassandra Worre, am someone you can easily obtain!"

Her words were resounding, carrying a sense of utter desperation, as if everything would perish together.

She needs to maintain this distance, this elusive sense of mystery, this independent pride!

This is not only to uphold her own dignity and value, but also a test for Genichi Hanyu!

She wanted him to understand that to win her, Cassandra, required a price and sincerity far exceeding that of anyone else, and it required him to overcome the many defenses she had carefully erected!

Genichi Hanyu sat on the sofa, looking at Cassandra, who was blooming like a thorny rose.

The anger in her eyes and the decisiveness in her words did not extinguish the flames in his heart. Instead, they were like sparks thrown into an oil drum, making his possessiveness burn even more fiercely and dangerously!

He slowly stood up, his tall figure casting a huge shadow under the light, exuding an invisible sense of oppression, and walked step by step toward Cassandra.

The corners of his mouth still held that lazy smile, but in his deep eyes, a darker, more determined vortex was churning.

"easily?"

Genichi Hanyu's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an undeniable declaration.

“Cassandra, it seems you’ve misunderstood something.”

He stopped a step away from her, his gaze sweeping across her chest, which was heaving slightly with anger, and over her tightly pursed, stubborn red lips, before finally settling on her fiery green eyes.

"I never thought that getting you would be an easy thing."

His voice carried a strange, almost pious earnestness.

"Your pride, your wisdom, your independence—these are precisely the parts I cherish most and desire most. I want you, everything about you."

He leaned down slightly, the two of them so close that they could hear each other's breaths.

Cassandra could even smell the crisp, pungent scent emanating from him, a scent imbued with the ancient aura of the Forbidden City, carrying a strong sense of aggression.

"You're saying you won't hand it over easily?"

A near-obsessive glint flashed in Genichi Hanyu's eyes.

"It's okay, I have plenty of time and patience."

His voice was like a loving whisper, yet it carried a devilish allure and an undeniable power of control.

"I will peel away your proud shell layer by layer."

"I will gradually dismantle all your defenses."

“I will make you willingly and proactively open up to me.”

"I will make you understand that you, Cassandra Wore, are destined to belong only to me, Genichi Hanyu, and can only be possessed by me alone!"

This extremely blatant declaration, like the most powerful battering ram, slammed into Cassandra's defenses!

She felt a wave of dizziness, and her body involuntarily took a half step back, but her back straightened even more, and the flames in her eyes burned even more fiercely!

"Then we'll see!"

Cassandra's voice trembled slightly, yet it remained firm and resolute.

"Then let's wait and see."

Genichi Hanyu chuckled lightly, stopped approaching, and gracefully took a step back, sitting back on the sofa as if those aggressive words had not come from him at all.

He casually picked up the magic book that Cassandra had just put down and began flipping through it with an air of nonchalance, as if the intense confrontation that had just taken place had never happened.

But Cassandra knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

Beneath his calm exterior, Genichi Hanyu's surging possessiveness, like a beast awakening, had locked onto her as its sole prey.

She would never sit idly by and wait to die!

This war of conquest and counter-conquest, of independence and possession, has only just begun.

In the laboratory, only the rustling of turning pages and the silent yet intense sparks of will clashing between the two remained.

196 Lucius's Fear, Diary Acquired

In the study at Malfoy Manor, which was so magnificent it was almost extravagant, the air seemed to have frozen into ice.

The expensive Persian carpet absorbed all footsteps, and the ancient books with gilded spines on the towering bookshelves gleamed with a cold, heavy light in the flickering firelight of the fireplace.

Lucius Malfoy, the patriarch of the Malfoy family, known for his elegance, arrogance, and pure-blood superiority, now stood frozen like a frog being stared at by a venomous snake beside his massive mahogany desk. His well-maintained, pale face, which always carried a reserved and aloof expression, was now drained of color, revealing only undisguised fear.

Genichi Hanyu sat in Lucius's high-backed chair, a symbol of the head of the family's authority, as relaxed as if he were in his own home.

His slender fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the smooth tabletop, producing a rhythmic "tap, tap" sound, like a death knell.

His gaze, with a casual yet penetrating scrutiny, fell on Lucius's stiff body, and the corners of his lips slowly curved upwards into a seemingly gentle smile that instantly sent Lucius's hairs standing on end.

"You seem to really don't want to see me, Lucius?"

These words were like a cold whip, lashing hard at Lucius's nerves!

He suddenly jolted, his body trembling almost imperceptibly.

He forcibly suppressed the fear surging in his throat and the scream that almost escaped his lips, and with all the aristocratic demeanor he had cultivated throughout his life, he forced out an extremely strained smile that was uglier than crying, his voice as dry as sandpaper: "N-no, not at all, Lord Yuzuru."

Lucius bowed slightly, his posture extremely humble, even carrying a hint of obsequiousness, a stark contrast to his usual arrogance.

"It is an honor for the Malfoy family to see your esteemed presence. But may I ask what important instructions you may have for us, sir?"

He carefully considered every word, afraid of offending the seemingly young but actually more terrifying being than the most ruthless dark wizard.

He will never forget that night!

With a casual flick of his finger, Genichi Hanyu struck him instantly with a silent yet terrifyingly powerful Heart-Piercing Curse!

That was not ordinary excruciating torture, but a form of torture amplified by some colder, purer force!

Intense pain, as if tearing his soul inch by inch from his marrow, swept over his entire body in an instant. His proud willpower was as fragile as paper in the face of that pain. He convulsed and howled wildly on the carpet like a fish thrown ashore, his expensive silk shirt smeared with snot and tears. All his dignity and decency were completely crushed into mud at that moment!

That excruciating pain, that soul-deep fear, had long since become the most primal imprint, deeply etched into his very bones, causing him to uncontrollably recall that hellish torment every time he saw Genichi Hanyu's body.

Lucius dared not have the slightest thought of resistance, nor did he dare to show even the slightest dissatisfaction.

He knew very well that in front of this young man who controlled unknown power, his so-called pure-blood glory, family power, and even his life were as insignificant as dust.

Lucius shuddered at the thought of upsetting the other party and dared not think any further.

Genichi Hanyu seemed quite pleased with Lucius's trembling, cautious demeanor.

He stopped tapping on the table, leaned forward slightly, and his deep eyes, like a cold pool, reflected Lucius's terrified, dilated pupils.

"Orders?"

Genichi Hanyu chuckled softly, his voice carrying an air of nonchalant control over destiny.

"I guess so. I'm here to tell you something."

He paused, admiring Lucius's slightly dilated pupils and taut jawline due to tension, then, as if dropping a bombshell, clearly uttered the name that made the entire British wizarding world tremble: "Voldemort is coming back."

These words struck Lucius Malfoy like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

"Wha, what?"

The last trace of color in Lucius's face vanished instantly!

He felt a chill instantly shoot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, as if all the bones in his legs had been pulled out in an instant, and he could no longer support the weight of his body!

"Pfft!"

A dull thud! The Malfoy family patriarch, who was always meticulous about his appearance and whose hair was always perfectly styled, collapsed onto the cold, hard floor like a lump of mud, completely lacking any semblance of decorum!

The expensive silk robe was stained with dust, and her meticulously combed platinum blonde hair was disheveled and stuck to her sweaty forehead.

He slumped there, his body trembling uncontrollably, his lips quivering but unable to utter a single meaningful sound, his eyes filled with extreme fear and a despair of being utterly abandoned by fate!

The presence of Genichi Hanyu was like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head, making him restless day and night!

Now, that demon whose name cannot be mentioned, that dark lord who once brought him glory but also endless fear and stain, is coming back?

This is practically an invitation to hell!

It was the last straw that broke the camel's back!

Lucius could almost see himself caught between two terrifying beings, like a bean in a millstone, destined to be crushed to pieces!

Seeing Lucius's completely broken and dejected appearance, Genichi Hanyu's eyes flashed with undisguised contempt and mockery.

He slowly stood up, looking down at Lucius, who was slumped on the ground, like a god looking down at an ant struggling in the mud.

"But, you don't have to worry."

Lucius looked up blankly, his grey-blue eyes filled with murky tears and unbelievable hope.

Genichi Hanyu leaned down slightly, getting close to Lucius's face, which was filled with fear. His voice was low, with an intimacy and coldness like a devil sharing a secret: "Because Voldemort now, just like you, has become a dog under my feet."

"!!!"

Lucius's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size!

It was as if I had been struck hard by an invisible bolt of lightning!

His expression froze instantly, shifting from extreme fear to ecstatic hope, and now to this unbelievable, enormous, and mind-blowing shock!

My mind is blank!

Voldemort, the Dark Lord who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire wizarding world, has become... has become Genichi Hanyu's dog?!

This information was too shocking, too unbelievable, and completely beyond Lucius's comprehension! He stared intently at Genichi Hanyu's calm, unwavering eyes, which seemed to contain an endless abyss, trying to find a trace of a joke or deception.

However, no!

There is only one cold, unquestionable certainty!

An indescribable emotion, a mixture of absurdity, fear, and a twisted sense of relief, instantly overwhelmed Lucius.

If even Voldemort has become Genichi Hanyu's puppet, then Lucius Malfoy, as a dog who was tamed even earlier, doesn't seem so unacceptable, does he? At least, he's safe for now?

Just as Lucius was so overwhelmed by this massive amount of information that his soul seemed to leave his body, Genichi Hanyu had already straightened up and regained his composed demeanor.