Rock Cakes

Hermione and Muya left the castle. They saw Harry and Ron at the entrance.

"Hi, Muya," they greeted together.

"Thank you for the invitation, Ron and Harry." Muya took out a handful of Lemon Sherbets she'd gotten from Old Mischief-Maker Dumbledore, her current guardian and Old Bee, and gave each of them one.

"Thank you, Muya." The three excitedly hugged her.

Muya: Okay, okay, I've received your joy, but it's a bit tight.

Children are so innocent. Muya, pretending to be mature, patted their heads. "This is nothing. If you like them, I can go to the Headmaster's office again, no, I'll just ask my guardian for more."

She almost let it slip. Muya patted her chest.

"Merlin's beard! You're so generous!" Ron eagerly popped the candy into his mouth.

Harry and Hermione put theirs away first. "Let's go find Hagrid. He's probably been waiting a long time."

Muya nodded and followed them to a small hut at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Muya's eyes lit up as she saw the yard filled with large pumpkins. So you can farm and grow vegetables at school! Maybe I can borrow some tools from Hagrid first, and then bring some seeds from home. She could already imagine herself diligently tending to her vegetable garden in the future.

"Oh, Harry, you brought your friends!" A deep, booming voice pulled Muya out of her pleasant daydream.

A tall, sturdy figure suddenly appeared at the door. What! No one told me Hagrid was a giant! That old rascal Dumbledore actually said Hogwarts was the safest place in the world.

This was Muya's last thought before she fainted.

"Muya!"

"Why did she suddenly collapse!"

"Oh, what's wrong with this little witch? Is she suddenly sick?"

"Should we send her to the hospital wing?"

"No... need." Muya awkwardly extended her hand like Er Kang, stopping Hermione, who was about to run back to the castle.

Inside Hagrid's hut, Muya, holding a cup of hot milk, felt incredibly embarrassed. She was actually scared by Hagrid just because he was a giant. He was so friendly, even though looking at him...

"Sorry, Hagrid..." Muya apologized to Hagrid, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Oh, you don't need to apologize. I accidentally scared you, Muya." Muya inexplicably heard a hint of grievance in his voice.

"But actually, I'm very happy to have you little wizards over as guests. Freshly baked Rock Cakes, would you like a piece?" Hagrid picked up a large, good-looking cake and offered it to the four of them.

"I want one!" Muya excitedly raised her hand, thinking it looked delicious.

The other three followed Muya's lead, raising their hands and waiting to be fed. Hagrid grinned and gave each of them a piece of Rock Cake.

Muya picked one up and took a bite. Good heavens, it's so hard my teeth might break! Hermione and the others also clutched their mouths in pain.

"Hagrid, why is this thing so hard!" Ron even started grinding it with his teeth, but the Rock Cake remained completely unharmed.

"Ahaha, this is just right for me." Hagrid crunched off a piece.

Muya gave Hagrid a thumbs-up. "Hagrid, your teeth are really strong."

"Maybe... you can soak it in milk to eat?" Muya said, dipping a corner of the Rock Cake into her milk.

"Not bad, I can bite it now. Hagrid, your cooking is really good." With that, Muya continued to eat, bite after bite.

Before leaving Hagrid's hut, Muya asked for some more Rock Cakes and inquired if she could borrow some farming tools. He happily agreed.

The four returned to the Great Hall and sat at their respective House tables. Muya shared the Rock Cakes she brought back with her friends.

"What is this? Muya, did you make it yourself?" Hannah asked, holding a Rock Cake.

"Hagrid gave it to you, didn't he?" Cedric took the Rock Cake Muya offered and continued, "But besides Hagrid, not many people have tasted it because it's too hard."

"Huh? Muya, you didn't try it, so you brought it back for us?" Sean rested one hand on the table and tapped the Rock Cake on the table with the other, making a solid "bang bang" sound.

Muya shook her head deeply at them. "Actually, I just tasted it. It's delicious. You just need to soak it in milk to eat it."

The others didn't doubt her. After all, Hufflepuff was known for its loyalty and honesty. They followed Muya's method and finally tasted the deliciousness of the Rock Cakes.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon!" Muya thought. Will the professor for this class shoot dark magic at us and have us defend ourselves? Or the other way around?

Speaking of which, what does dark magic look like? Gutanah Dark God? Dark Lord transformation?

Muya started laughing as she thought about it. Shalian mistook her happiness for excitement about the upcoming Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Don't get too happy too soon. Senior Sean said that the new Professor Quirrell gives off a strong garlic smell," Shalian's expression turned a bit grim.

Muya thought it was fine. It's just the smell of garlic. Are there vampires in this world, and this professor is very afraid of them?

"Shalian, are there vampires in this world?" Muya asked Shalian as they walked.

"Yes." As expected, it seemed Muya's guess was correct.

When they arrived at the classroom, Muya saw a group of students in green clothes sitting on the right.

"We're with Slytherin today," Susan said after sitting down. Muya glanced at them; the Slytherin students seemed quite arrogant.

"I didn't expect to be in this class with Hufflepuff. We might as well have stayed with those stupid lions in Gryffindor," a boy with platinum blonde hair said.

Muya looked at him. He was quite cute, but unfortunately, he had a mouth.

"C-classmates, turn to page 7. Today, we're going to learn..." Muya was surprised to find that Professor Quirrell was also a stutterer and felt a bit of sympathy for him.

Alas, a middle-aged male professor who's afraid of vampires and stutters teaches in this ancient castle, and he still has to put up with the students' annoyance.

Oh... but reading like this is really... a bit hypnotic.

After class, Muya rubbed her eyes and was about to leave with Shalian and the others when she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry, I didn't see you when I stood up." Since it was her fault, Muya quickly apologized.

"It's fine." It was a boy. He glanced at Muya and then left.

"Theodore, what were you spacing out for just now?" It was that platinum-haired little boy who unfortunately had a mouth. Speaking of which, was his hair held up with hairspray? It looked as smooth as an eggshell.

"Nothing, I just bumped into someone," the boy called Theodore said calmly.

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