Ball Invitation

By this point, the three of them understood everything that had happened. Muya looked at the unknown little snake who had just been speaking so confidently and gave a helpless smile.

After that, Snape left with a dark expression, deducting ten points for falsely accusing a fellow student and assigning a week of detention as punishment.

Muya did not think it was merely a simple false accusation. Given the current situation, the Death Eaters were at an obvious disadvantage, so the Slytherin reserve members would naturally take the initiative and stir up undercurrents throughout Hogwarts.

"What heavy snow." Wearing a fluffy hat and gloves, Muya stood in the corridor with Shalian and the others. They were about to head to Hagrid's class.

Susan pointed ahead. "Good thing Filch cleared the snow off the path."

The four of them were the first to arrive at Hagrid's hut, so they saw him moving crates of Blast-Ended Skrewts.

Hannah spoke with a troubled expression. "Blast-Ended Skrewts again? They ruined one of my new robes last week."

"I think we'll soon no longer need to take walks with Blast-Ended Skrewts. After all, they've killed each other off until fewer than ten remain."

Hagrid had already greeted them, and before long, their unpleasant time with the Blast-Ended Skrewts began again.

The castle bell rang, and everyone seemed to have escaped from hell as they helped Hagrid put the Blast-Ended Skrewts away.

Recently, Professor Trelawney had repeatedly predicted Harry's death.

Harry had already grown used to it and even found it a little boring.

Hermione had also come to ask Muya what she thought of house-elves.

That evening, Muya scratched the pear as usual and entered the kitchen. The moment she opened the door, she saw Cedric standing among the house-elves.

Hearing the sound, he turned