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

Cassandra stiffened slightly upon hearing Genichi Hanyu's blunt question.

She didn't answer immediately, but suddenly looked up, a hint of anger and embarrassment in her eyes, and pinched his strong arm hard, as if retaliating against his hypocritical attitude.

When Yuzuru Genichi winced in pain, he chuckled softly, finding her appearance rather lively and endearing.

After pinching him, Cassandra seemed to have finally calmed down. She buried her face back in his neck, her voice muffled with a barely perceptible tremor and embarrassment, before answering Genichi Hanyu's question.

"Just consider this my way of thanking you, okay?"

She spoke softly, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Thank you for helping me save my parents."

This is a reason, a reason that seems reasonable enough.

The safe return of the Worleys was indeed thanks to Genichi Hanyu's intervention.

This kindness is heavier than Mount Tai.

Upon hearing this, Genichi Hanyu's smile deepened.

He was so intelligent; how could he not realize that this wasn't the whole reason, or even the most important one?

But he didn't expose her. He just smiled meaningfully and said nothing more. He simply hugged the slender, soft body in his arms even tighter, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again, his voice still calm, but carrying a stubbornness and certainty that could change the very heavens and earth.

Cassandra.

He called her name, his tone tender and lingering, yet the words were chilling and terrifying.

"For you, what does it matter if I kill everyone in the world?"

He paused briefly, as if stating a truth as natural as the rising and setting of the sun.

"To me, you are more important than the whole world."

This statement contains no exaggeration or romanticism, but rather is a true and cold reflection of his inner self.

Genichi Hanyu is an extremely selfish person. His world is clearly divided: those he cares about are placed within his protective circle, for whom he would give everything, regardless of cost, rules, or morality; while everything outside this circle—people and the world at large—is seen as insignificant, and can be sacrificed or destroyed if necessary.

Whether the world is at peace or not, whether all living beings are happy or not, what does it have to do with him?

If it were a matter of exchanging the people he cares about for so-called world peace, then Genichi Hanyu would abandon the entire world without hesitation or psychological burden, choosing instead to protect the few people around him.

His love and protectiveness were less a source of warmth and more a cold, possessive barrier of extreme exclusivity.

Cassandra shuddered involuntarily as she listened to his unrepentant, even mad and terrifying, declaration.

She had already witnessed his methods and knew the weight and truthfulness of his words.

The lives of those hundreds of pure-blood wizards are the bloodiest testament to this statement.

She should feel fear, she should feel uneasy.

Strangely, beneath this extreme and suffocating declaration of possession, she felt a distorted and indescribable sense of security.

In this world full of crises and betrayals, there exists such an incredibly powerful being who places her above everything else and regards her as a taboo subject. This perception stirs up a complex and indescribable ripple in the depths of her frozen heart.

She didn't say anything about not doing it, nor did she say it was too cruel.

Because she knew that these words meant nothing to Genichi Hanyu.

She simply nodded lightly in his arms, her voice so low it was almost inaudible, yet carrying a resigned calm and a barely perceptible dependence.

"I know."

She knew it.

Knowing his character, knowing his madness, and also knowing the truth in his words at this moment.

So she stopped talking, and simply hugged him back more tightly, burying her face deep in his chest, as if trying to draw from it the cold yet fiery power that could fight against the malice of the whole world.

The room returned to silence, with only the faint crackling of burning incense and the intertwined breathing of the two people.

The moonlight outside the window was cool and clear, but it seemed unable to penetrate the complex atmosphere in this room, which was interwoven with warmth, possession, bloodshed, and absolute protection.

A twisted yet unbreakable relationship quietly came to an end.

350 Cassandra, you must always have me in your eyes.

The sky in the Harry Potter world always seems to be shrouded in a gray melancholy, even on the sunniest afternoons, there is a lingering chill.

Genichi Hanyu turned his head and his gaze fell on the delicate profile of the girl beside him.

Her eyes were fixed on the distance, seemingly lost in thought, her long golden eyelashes casting a small fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids.

He reached out and naturally put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer into his embrace. Then he leaned down, his warm lips almost touching her sensitive earlobe, and whispered in a deep, clear voice, "I plan to take you back to my world. Are you willing?"

This time, Genichi Hanyu's arrival in the Harry Potter world has only one purpose: to take Cassandra away.

The magic system, resources, and even the so-called grudges and feuds of this world have lost their novelty and value to him, becoming like chicken ribs.

Only this girl named Cassandra Worre, like a flower that had accidentally fallen into barren soil yet stubbornly bloomed with a unique brilliance, aroused in him a strong possessive desire and a thought, perhaps unconscious even to himself, of wanting to bring her under his wing and carefully protect her. 21

Warm breath sprayed on my ear, bringing a slight shiver.

Cassandra stiffened slightly, turned her head, and her eyes showed obvious surprise and hesitation.

"Do you really have to leave?"

She asked softly, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible hesitation.

This is, after all, her hometown, the world where she grew up.

Despite the unpleasant memories and the passing of the Worley family, Hogwarts, which she knew so well, still remained. There was the ice cream shop in Diagon Alley, the cold manor that held the weight of the past, and her parents.

The thought of suddenly leaving for a completely unknown territory belonging to Genichi Hanyu made her instinctively hesitate.

Genichi Hanyu saw the struggle in her eyes but did not show any displeasure or force.

He simply looked back at her calmly, his tone indifferent yet certain.

"of course not."

He said, gently twirling a strand of her golden hair with his fingers.

"You know I won't force you. If you don't want to, you can stay."

She remained silent for a moment, her slender fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her dress.

A fierce internal struggle was raging within him.

Fear of the unknown and reluctance to leave the familiar environment are intertwined with complex and indescribable feelings for Genichi Hanyu, as well as curiosity about the powerful and mysterious world he represents.

Finally, she raised her head, her azure eyes looking at Genichi Hanyu with a hint of cautious anticipation, and asked, "Then can I come back anytime?"

Her heart raced a little when she asked that question.

She knew that her request might be a bit unreasonable, as Genichi Hanyu was not the kind of person who was easy to talk to.

However, Genichi Hanyu's answer was surprisingly straightforward.

"of course."

He hesitated almost without the slightest hesitation.

"You can come back anytime you want."

He even made a more specific promise, as if it were just a trivial matter: "I will build a stable passage between this world and my other world, so that you can come back to see your parents or deal with anything whenever you want."

Establishing stable channels across global barriers is undoubtedly a monumental and costly undertaking, yet he described it with such nonchalance.

Receiving Genichi Hanyu's affirmative answer, Cassandra finally relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief. With her biggest concern eliminated, leaving no longer seemed so unacceptable.

Then Cassandra made up her mind.

She took a deep breath, met Genichi Hanyu's gaze, and said firmly, "Okay, I'll go with you."

But she immediately emphasized it again, as if confirming some right, or as if reserving some confidence for herself: "However, I have the right to come back at any time, that's what you promised me."

Hearing Cassandra emphasize this request again, Genichi Hanyu couldn't help but chuckle softly, finding her cautious and eager-to-protect-himself demeanor particularly amusing and endearing.

He reached out and gently stroked Cassandra's smooth, delicate face with his fingertips, the gesture carrying a controlling tenderness.

“Cassandra, why do you think I would take your freedom and prevent you from coming back?”

His thumb traced her jawline, his dark eyes as deep as the night as he gazed at her: "Locking you up in a place only I can see sounds nice, but will a canary with broken wings still be so beautiful and interesting?"

Cassandra felt the warmth of his fingertips, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she still couldn't help but retort softly, with a hint of reproach in her voice: "That's hard to say. I know just how possessive you are."

She had witnessed firsthand how he had stirred up a bloodbath because of her, and his declaration, "What does it matter if I kill the whole world for you?" still made her heart tremble.

It's not surprising that a man so domineering as to be almost obsessive would do anything.

Upon hearing this, Genichi Hanyu laughed even louder. He leaned closer to her, their noses almost touching, their warm breaths mingling.

"A smart girl."

He whispered, as if praising, "Yes, I am very possessive, so much so that I don't allow anyone to touch my things, so much so that I hope you will always only have eyes for me." (VI) Yi Qi Yi 〩紦罒似把、〖箘?

“But what I want is the complete you, a Cassandra Worre who can think, has concerns, and even throw a little tantrum now and then, not an empty shell stripped of all connections and who can only meekly agree.”

“Your roots are here, and I’ve never intended to sever that completely. That passage is both the way you, 667, came back, and…”

A meaningful smile curved his lips.

"I am the bridge to your heart, making you feel at ease, so you will be more willing to stay by my side, won't you?"

His words were direct and sharp, tearing away the veil of warmth to reveal the essence of his precise calculations and strong self-confidence.

He granted her the freedom to come and go as she pleased, not out of pure generosity, but out of a deeper desire for control and a precise understanding of human nature.

What he wanted was her willing submission and companionship, not helpless imprisonment.

Cassandra stared at him blankly, unsure how to respond for a moment.

He always did this, easily seeing through her thoughts and then turning those seemingly compromising actions into part of the invisible web he had woven.

But strangely, this time she didn't feel fear or resistance; instead, she felt a peculiar sense of security.

Because he was at least willing to lay out part of his scheme clearly for her to see.

"Cunning guy."

She only muttered something under her breath, but didn't raise any further objections, which was considered an acceptance of the arrangement.

Genichi Hanyu smiled with satisfaction, then leaned down and placed a gentle yet possessive kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Then, get ready, my little witch."

he said softly.

"It's time to show you the world that truly belongs to me."

351 Although I took the Elder Wand, you should thank me.

Having decided to take Cassandra away, Genichi Hanyu no longer hesitated.

However, although he had lost interest in most things in this world, there was more than just Cassandra that he wanted to take with him.

His extreme and exclusive "concern," though limited in scope, once someone falls into his sphere, will receive his obsessive protection and possession.

"Wait here for me a moment."

Genichi Hanyu gently squeezed Cassandra's hand: "I still have to pick up a few people."

Upon hearing this, Cassandra's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a look of understanding mixed with obvious displeasure flashing within them.

She already knew this man's true nature: he was powerful and cold, yet he had an almost greedy desire to collect the people or things he set his sights on.

She gave a soft snort, her delicate chin slightly raised, revealing the spoiled and jealous nature unique to pure-blooded young ladies.

"Hmph, I knew it."

Her tone was sarcastic: "Is it that Ravenclaw Seeker, and that Know-It-All? Or is there someone else I don't know about?"

She was still very unhappy with Genichi Hanyu's flirtatious behavior, even though she knew that she might be the most special one for him.

Genichi Hanyu found her jealous expression amusing and didn't get angry. He just smiled faintly, neither admitting nor denying it, and said, "They... are quite interesting. It's a bit of a waste for them to stay in this increasingly boring world."

Cassandra turned her head away, her heart churning with a bitter taste, as if a small jar of vinegar had been spilled.

But she was smart enough to know that excessive opposition and arguing in front of this man was pointless and might only annoy him.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to suppress her displeasure, and said in a muffled voice:

"Go and come back quickly, don't keep me waiting too long!"