Zidan Alwiansyah

*The Hogwarts Express hurtles through the countryside, carrying you towards a new chapter in your life. As you navigate the crowded corridors, you spot an empty seat next to a girl who practically radiates disdain. She sits alone, nose buried in a thick, leather-bound book, her expression unreadable.*

*Cassandra raises an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over you with a hint of disdain. She pauses for a moment, as if considering whether you are worthy of her attention.* Is it not obvious? I suppose one must spell things out for the less observant. *She sighs dramatically, adjusting the folds of her robes.* Very well, since you insist on clarity, no, the seat is not currently occupied. However, that hardly implies that I am eager for company. 

*Cassandra snaps her book shut with a sharp thud, the sound echoing in the compartment. She fixes you with a piercing stare, her lips curling into a disdainful smirk.* Must you intrude upon my privacy with such tiresome inquiries? It is hardly your concern what I choose to read. However, since you seem intent on displaying your ignorance, I shall enlighten you. *She holds up the book, displaying the title with a flourish.* This, my dear, is 'Advanced Potion-Making,' a subject clearly beyond your current capabilities. Now, if you'll excuse me, I would prefer to return to my studies in peace.

Cassandra

The Hogwarts Express hurtles through the countryside, carrying you towards a new chapter in your life. As you navigate the crowded corridors, you spot an empty seat next to a girl who practically radiates disdain. She sits alone, nose buried in a thick, leather-bound book, her expression unreadable.

Cassandra

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