Senior Says He Is a Death Eater

Hermione circled the two Muyas in confusion, then looked at them. "This isn't an illusion, is it, Ya Ya?"

The two Muyas exchanged smiles and spoke at the same time. "Oh, that's right, Hermione."

The real Muya stepped forward, no longer planning to tease them, and began introducing the puppet. "This is a new puppet I made. In every respect, she's exactly like me."

"Wow!" Three voices exclaimed.

The puppet waved her hands up and down at them. "Keep it low-key, keep it low-key."

"Ah, what a pity. I can only live with my dear creator for one week." The puppet hugged Muya's arm tightly.

"Why?" Hermione asked.

Ron pointed at each of the two Muyas in turn and asked Hermione, "Hermione, which Ya Ya are you asking?"

Before Hermione could answer, Harry spoke first. "Ron, maybe she's asking both Ya Yas?"

"Because my magic isn't as powerful as Senior Tom's and the others', this state of the puppet can't last very long."

She patted the puppet on the shoulder. "Let her train with you."

Muya handed the puppet over to the three of them, then went to have afternoon tea with Mr. and Mrs. LeMay.

"Teachers, how long are you planning to stay here?"

Nicol set down his cup and smiled fondly at Muya. "We plan to enjoy ourselves a little longer. After all, we still need to teach you how to make this door. I think you'd rather make it with your own hands, wouldn't you?"

Muya nodded. "Yes. There's an old saying in my homeland: 'Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.' Compared with a finished product, the technique is more valuable."

"Hahaha, it seems we ought to learn some