The Library's Cold Little Snake

Tonight, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor students attended an astronomy class together, observing galaxies and such. Muya quite enjoyed it.

"Oh, Minerva, what brings you here tonight?" Dumbledore had already put on his sleeping cap and pajamas, ready to sleep, when McGonagall said the password and entered.

"Headmaster, I think Mya Mu might be a Transfiguration prodigy!" McGonagall was so excited she couldn't wait until tomorrow to talk to Dumbledore again. She was now eager to become Muya's guardian.

"I can be her guardian and train her into a perfect Transfiguration master."

Dumbledore's expression immediately drooped, and he cleared his throat guiltily. "Ahem, Minerva, I think we should ask the child's opinion first, don't you agree?"

"Oh, of course, of course." McGonagall said goodnight and left.

"Hey Mya Mu, want to go on a castle night tour with us tonight?" Ron and Harry approached Muya and whispered.

Muya thought for a moment, then shook her head at them. "No, that old mischief-maker Dumbledore is going to start tutoring me in English tomorrow, so I need to go to the library to get a head start." She felt annoyed just thinking about it!

Ron and Harry were first surprised that Muya directly referred to their Headmaster Dumbledore as "old mischief-maker," and then they were astonished by the latter half of her sentence.

Ron thought to himself, Muya is really like a Ravenclaw.

"Oh, Mya Mu isn't like you guys at all," it was Hermione, who had already overheard Ron's words to Muya. She turned to Muya and said, "Mya Mu, I'll go to the library with you later. I still have a bit of homework left."

"Mhm, mhm." Shalian and the others planned to visit the kitchens that Sean had mentioned tonight, but Muya decided she'd go tomorrow night.

Upon arriving at the library, Hermione told Muya that she guessed Dumbledore might start by tutoring Muya in school history, so she recommended looking in the bookshelves. Hermione went to finish her own homework first.

Muya made an "OK" gesture. "School history... where is school history?" Then she got lost among the many books.

"This one." The sudden voice startled Muya so much she almost jumped. She turned around and saw the little snake she had accidentally bumped into after Defense Against the Dark Arts class. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was some little male ghost. She had scared herself.

Muya looked at the book in his hand. That must be the school history. "Thank you, little snake." She mimicked the way the Mr. Twins called her.

"You're welcome." Muya took the book, and he was about to turn and leave.

Muya had just reached into her bag to give him a lemon sherbet. Seeing him about to leave, she called out to him, "Little snake, thank you for helping me. Please have some candy."

Theodore turned around, surprised for a moment, but still refused Muya. "No, thank you." Yet, he kept staring at the sherbet.

Muya guessed he wanted it but was too embarrassed to ask. She spoke again, "It's okay, there are plenty in the Headmaster's office." She put the candy into Theodore's hand and waved goodbye as she left.

Theodore looked down at the lemon sherbet in his hand, a faint feeling stirring within him, along with some confusion. Why would she say there were plenty in the Headmaster's office when it was she who gave him the candy?

He naturally knew her name, Mya Mu.

When Muya returned to her seat, Hermione had already finished her homework. She said to Muya worriedly, "Did you find the book? I should have helped you find it before doing my homework."

"Ta-da!" Muya proudly displayed the book. "A little snake helped me find it!"

"Phew, wait, did you say a Slytherin helped you find it?" Hermione had been relieved, but upon hearing Muya's words clearly, she felt a bit surprised.

"Yeah, a little snake named Theodore." Muya nodded, then flipped open the first page of the school history.

"I see..." Hermione was still wondering who Theodore was, as she didn't seem to recall him.

If you can't find it by the book title, try searching by author. Maybe they just changed their name!

As Muya turned the page, she caught sight of Theodore out of the corner of her eye again.

He was sitting in a seemingly very quiet spot, reading alone. Looking at him like that, he seemed to blend in with the moonlight.

He'll definitely be a cool, aloof high school boy when he grows up, Muya thought.

"Mya Mu! Don't get distracted!" Muya received a warning look from Hermione.

"Okay, Professor Hermione!" Muya lowered her head. This way, she wouldn't be distracted by seeing a handsome boy, right?

Not far away, Theodore's lips, hidden by his book, curved upwards slightly.

In the Hufflepuff common room, Shalian and the others had returned from the kitchens. "Oh Muya, come try this! The house-elves call it an egg tart."

"Why is all the food lately so much tastier than before?" Hannah asked a pointed question.

Muya took the egg tart and took a bite. It was indeed sweeter. "Because Dumbledore changed the school's recipes."

"How did you know that, junior Mya Mu?" Sean also walked into the common room with some food, along with Cedric and Vester.

"He told me when I went to the Headmaster's office today. Speaking of which, are there really only a few British recipes?" Muya looked at them curiously.

"Uh..." The British students fell silent. Muya understood that silence meant agreement.

"It's a good thing you haven't tried Stargazy pie," Vester said, sitting down on the sofa.

"Oh, Vester, that's actually called Dead Man's Catch pie," Sean's remark made everyone laugh.

"By the way, how's Mya Mu's English coming along?" Cedric glanced at the Hogwarts: A History book in Muya's hand.

Muya nodded. "I understand a little, not everything. Maybe 40%."

Muya's words left them puzzled, but Cedric still smiled and said, "If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me anytime."

"Okay, okay." Muya quickly agreed.

Tomorrow morning they had Potions class, and in the afternoon, Transfiguration class, which they would attend with the Ravenclaw students.

Sigh, when will it be a holiday! Although the current classes were fewer than Muya's previous ones, she still had to learn English and write essays. (Professor Snape told her to make up that essay later.)

Oh my, life is getting more and more fulfilling.

Gryffindor and Slytherin had no classes this morning. Envy, was Muya's first thought upon waking up.

Hates everyone who doesn't need to attend class equally.

Today, Snape handed back the essays they had written. "Look here, Mr. Burke, your essay is like it was cast with a Copying Charm; it's just a few sentences long from beginning to end."

"If your brains aren't filled with trolls, I don't want to see essays like this again next time." Professor Snape was in a bad mood as usual today.

Muya wondered, does Professor Snape ever have a good day?

"Miss Muya, do you think you've already mastered Potions even though you don't know English, so you don't want to listen to your professor anymore?" Snape accurately spotted Muya's moment of distraction and made her focus instantly.

Muya thought: I just had a thought, that's all. What? Does the professor have mind-reading abilities?

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