"Welcome everyone, these delicacies are prepared for you, please enjoy them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Green rushed over impatiently and started to choose from the dazzling array of delicious food.

Cedric followed behind Green, shouting, "You just vomited and you're eating now, can your body handle it?"

Green said nonchalantly:

"Just enough room to eat more!"

Wentworth and Cassandra walked in calmly. Wentworth asked, "Why don't you see your father?"

Cassandra paused, then explained as if nothing had happened:

"My father is resting now. The doctor told him that it would be best for him to stay in bed and rest more for a while so that he can recover faster."

Hearing this, Wentworth nodded without comment.

Then, Wentworth casually reached out for a small cake on the table, but just as Wentworth was about to take the cake, he saw the cake jump up by itself.

Then, in front of Wentworth's surprised gaze, Little Cake performed a tap dance for Wentworth on the table. Finally, Little Cake jumped hard and jumped onto Wentworth's hands.

Seeing this scene, Wentworth said in amazement: "Cassandra, it seems that your family has prepared this banquet very well. This is the first time I have seen such a lively cake."

Cassandra just smiled awkwardly, and at this time, Christine came forward and explained:

"Of course, these magic little cakes are rare in the UK because they originated in the United States."

Wentworth nodded, and then said with some sigh:

"There's a room full of delicious food, but it's a waste for only a few of us to eat it. We can't finish it all!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Christine chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a frugal wizard!"

Wentworth shrugged and said as if a little embarrassed:

"My family was poor when I was young, so I got used to being frugal."

Wentworth's words were met with a loud laugh from Christine, who pointed at Wentworth and said:

"You are really joking! If your family is poor, then other families in the wizarding world are beggars, right? The heir of the Grindelwald family!"

Wentworth was not at all surprised by Christine's exposure of his identity. Instead, he took the cake in his hand as if nothing had happened, took a bite, and then frowned and said:

"Some of it is too sweet, and although the rest of the flavor is OK, it just doesn't suit my taste."

Christine looked at Wentworth in front of her and always felt that Wentworth was a little too calm, which made Christine a little uneasy.

So, Kristen put away the smile on her face and explained:

"Perhaps it's because you've always lived in England, Wentworth. Most of the food in this manor today is popular American food, so you may not be used to it!"

Wentworth nodded in sudden realization, then frowned and said:

"So that's how it is. But it would be a shame if such a room full of delicious food were wasted like this!"

But Christine said nonchalantly:

"It's okay, you're not the only ones enjoying these delicacies tonight!"

Then, Wentworth heard a series of footsteps coming from upstairs. A moment later, Wentworth saw an endless stream of wizards swarming in from the stairs connecting to the second floor.

Seeing this, Wentworth had a blank expression on his face, while Green and Cedric quickly put down the food in their hands and stood on Wentworth's left and right.

Seeing that the wizards coming down from the second floor were already scattered around and surrounded Wentworth and the others, Christine seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, dispelling the uneasiness in her heart, and then said with a smile on her face: "In fact, today is our celebration banquet, so of course the food should be more abundant!"

Wentworth looked around and nodded slowly, a trace of apology on his face. He said, "I see. I'm really sorry. We actually started eating your celebration banquet in advance. It was really rude."

Kristen waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. After all, it's your last meal, so naturally you should have a rich meal. This is what we should do."

As Christine finished her words, the hall fell into dead silence.

After a long moment, Wentworth gave a bitter smile and said bitterly, "Why, aren't you going to say hello for a while? You're going to reveal yourself so soon?"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Christine nodded very seriously, and then said solemnly:

"The villain dies because of talking too much!"

Wentworth: "...That makes a lot of sense!"

Wentworth nodded approvingly.

But then, Wentworth stopped paying attention to Christine and turned his gaze to Cassandra, who had been standing behind Christine in silence, and asked:

"Cassandra, can you tell me now what is going on at today's banquet?"

Hearing Wentworth's question, Cassandra bit her lip and said with a guilty look on her face: "I'm sorry, Wentworth, my father is in their hands. They used my father to threaten me and wanted to bring you here. I...I had no choice but to do it! I only have one father!"

"Nonsense, you talk as if everyone is the same!"

Wentworth said unhappily.

"So, you were the one who placed the portkey on my bed at Hogwarts?"

Wentworth then asked.

Cassandra lowered her head, as if she was afraid to look Wentworth in the eye, and just nodded silently.

At this time, Wentworth laughed and said, "Actually, I guessed it was you!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Cassandra looked up in confusion, only to see Wentworth saying with a smirk:

"Because later I smelled a special fragrance on my bed, a smell I have only smelled on you!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Cassandra blushed instantly and lowered her head again, but this time, it seemed that she was embarrassed.

"That's enough! Are you two done yet?"

But at this moment, Christine shouted angrily, looked at Wentworth angrily and said:

"Can you please respect us in this situation today? Do you think we are dead? Even if you are the leader of the Wu Party, you can't look down on us like this! Who are you looking down on?"

(End of this chapter)