Pheobe's Ball Invitation

"Ah?" Muya was a little dazed. Could Tom be planning to make cannons and guns by hand?

Tom smiled at her. "What do you think about combining alchemy with technology?"

"Ya Ya, why are you still spacing out? Professor Snape is looking over here!" Hannah's voice suddenly rang beside Muya's ear.

She came back to her senses and looked over. Sure enough, Snape was staring fixedly at her.

Muya gave Snape a placating smile. Only after he finally looked away did she whisper to Hannah, "Sorry, Hannah. I might have been a little busy lately."

The two continued brewing their potion. Before long, they presented a perfect potion to Snape.

Only then did Snape's expression improve somewhat. Holding their potion, he said, "A perfect antidote." He swept his gaze across all the students. "Why don't you ask Miss Muya for advice? At least then you might blow up fewer cauldrons."

Neville lowered his head, his face flushed red.

Snape assigned homework and dismissed the class.

After packing her things, Muya went to comfort Neville before Harry stopped her. She had no choice but to tell Hannah and the others to return to the common room first.

"Harry, have you opened the golden egg?"

Harry nodded with an ugly expression. "But there was only a piercing scream inside."

"Yeah, Neville even thought Harry was going to use the Cruciatus Curse on him." Ron slipped over, with Hermione following behind him.

Ron suddenly laughed. "Sorry, I just remembered Neville eating Fred and George's eggnog biscuits and turning into a canary."

Ron quickly led the conversation off topic, and Muya curled her lips into a smile as well. "Oh, yes. That was one of their new inventions from a while ago. I helped check for side effects."

"I have to admit, they're really