With the Twins in the Room of Requirement

A tense and thrilling Potions class was finally nearing its end. "Miss Muya, one more day of detention."

Muya came to her senses. She had forgotten to report for detention yesterday—though she had actually been helping process ingredients. She accepted her fate. It's fine, it's fine.

During lunch, Hannah and Susan told Muya about what had happened yesterday morning.

"Longbottom from Gryffindor has a Remembrall. Yesterday morning, it turned red, and then Malfoy from Slytherin suddenly snatched it away." Hannah grabbed an egg tart, mimicking Malfoy snatching the Remembrall.

Susan continued, "That's right, but Professor McGonagall happened to see it, so Malfoy didn't get to take the Remembrall." She drank the bowl of porridge in front of her, sip after sip.

"What does that Remembrall do?"

"It reminds you whether you've forgotten something. If you have, it turns red." Shalian spoke up beside them. "This cake is pretty good."

"I want some too, Shalian." For Muya, food was naturally more important.

"Hey! I heard Harry Potter became Gryffindor Quidditch's new Seeker too."

"Huh?" What was Quidditch? Why did Susan seem so excited?

"Now that you mention it, our Flying class is next week."

"Flying class?" Muya did not ask aloud, because she was enjoying the cake Shalian had just said was delicious.

"Dumbledore, Mya Mu's English tutoring should have started already, shouldn't it?" Professor Snape glanced at Muya, who was happily eating, as he spoke to Dumbledore.

"Oh, of course. It starts today," Dumbledore said after eating an egg tart. "Don't worry, Severus. That child learns quickly. Минерва even said she has a real talent for Transfiguration!" Dumbledore smiled at Muya.

"Hmph. It had better be."

That evening, Muya thought about having to go to the Headmaster's office for English tutoring with Dumbledore first, then to Professor Snape's office for detention. Waaah...

"Come here, child. I thought I'd start by teaching you Hogwarts history. What do you think?" Well, Hermione's guess had been surprisingly accurate.

Dumbledore talked from the four founders all the way through each generation of headmasters and outstanding graduates...

Muya raised her hand. "Who was the wizard who ended the Goblin Wars?" She pointed at a line in the book and asked Dumbledore.

Dumbledore froze for a moment at her question before slowly replying, "He was a hero..."

"I'm not that curious, really. Haha." Muya scratched her head and kept reading, slipping a handful of candy into her bag while she was at it.

Knock, knock. Muya tapped on the door. "Professor Snape, I'm here."

"Come in."

Muya pushed open the door and found two people inside. "Sorry, Professor Snape. I didn't know you had other students serving detention today. May I leave first?" Please agree, please agree!

"No. The two of you will process ingredients together." Snape was not grading assignments today. He was brewing potions.

"Hello, Neville." Muya greeted him first.

"H-hello, Mya Mu." Neville returned the greeting shyly.

Seeing the two huge baskets of slugs, Muya's brows knitted together. Professor Snape had not bought this many slugs on purpose, had he?

"Mya Mu, I'll handle these two baskets. You can work on the ingredients over there." Neville saw Muya's expression.

"No, no." Muya hurriedly shook her head. They looked disgusting, and they really were disgusting to touch!

But she could not dump all of them on Neville either.

"Let's do it together." With that, she got to work.

After Muya and Neville left, Snape had just bottled the potion he had brewed. He casually glanced at the ingredients Muya and Neville had processed.

"I need to find a way to extend her detention time—and pay the Old Bee a visit while I'm at it." Having made up his mind, Snape left his office and headed for the Headmaster's office.

"Here, Neville." It was a piece of candy. Muya had given one to every friend, so Neville could not be left out.

"Thank you, Mya Mu." Neville thanked her with a red face.

"Hey, Little Badger."

"What are you doing?"

Fred and George popped up from who knew where again. Muya had probably grown used to their mysterious appearances by now, because she was not startled this time. Neville, on the other hand, nearly jumped.

"Good evening, Mr. Twins. Neville and I just finished detention."

"Mya Mu, goodbye." Neville said farewell to Muya while he still remembered the password to the common room.

"Goodbye, Neville." Muya pushed away the two faces that had leaned in beside her.

"Have you come up with any new pranks?"

"Oh, let me see, where are the little wizards wandering around after curfew?" A voice that did not belong to any of the three drifted up from below the stairs.

"Just our luck. It's Peeves," George complained quietly.

"Come with your brothers." Fred seemed worried that Muya would not be able to move fast enough, so he simply picked her up. George frowned.

The three of them went up to the Seventh Floor. George paced back and forth in front of a hanging tapestry a few times, and suddenly, the wall opened to reveal a door.

Muya silently mouthed, "Cool." The school actually had a Chamber of Secrets. It was practically the perfect place for an adventure!

"Whew, this is our secret base—the Room of Requirement." Fred put Muya down.

"Thank you, Fred!"

"We usually... What? How did you tell us apart?" George crouched down excitedly to look Muya in the eye. Fred, who had just put her down, did the same.

"Um... Fred doesn't have a mole on his nose, and George is a little shorter." Muya answered seriously. It was just a spot-the-difference game. She knew how to play those.

"Oh, see, brother? Even Little Badger thinks I'm taller." Fred patted George on the shoulder.

"Mya Mu, take another careful look and tell us what other differences we have." George rolled his eyes at him, then looked at Muya pleadingly.

"Hmm, Fred has more freckles, and George looks gentler."

Being looked at so closely, Fred and George both felt their faces heat up. "Th-then, perhaps we should show you what we've prepared for Halloween."

"Yes, exactly. I think the scene that day will definitely be especially wild." Fred took over.

After seeing what they had prepared, Muya rubbed her eyes as they escorted her back to the common room. "Goodbye, George. Goodbye, Fred."

"Goodbye, Mya Mu!"

"Sweet dreams."

After tonight, Muya began looking forward to her first Halloween. After all, she had never experienced a foreign holiday like this before.

Perhaps she should start preparing something scary to wear for Halloween. As for candy, her nominal guardian seemed to have plenty.