Exposed...

"Yeah, yeah." Sean moved closer to Cedric.

Muya scratched her head. "Things might get busy later, and I was afraid I'd forget to give these to you."

She unconsciously rubbed her fingers together.

"Oh, Ya Ya, are you worried about what Headmaster Dumbledore said?" George still wore his usual cheeky grin, but his eyes were full of concern.

Fred slung an arm around his neck and spoke with a grin as well. "No matter what difficulties come up, we can face them together."

"Even if it means confronting Voldemort head-on?"

Their expressions did not change as they answered without hesitation, "Of course."

Their gazes were as resolute as if they had joined the Party.

"Oh my God, hurry up, keep going." The girl on the sofa sat cross-legged, eating a bag of chips, her eyes shining as she stared at the doll across from her.

Crunch, crunch.

The doll noticed Muya had returned, while the girl's attention drifted toward the gift boxes floating around her. "I told you they definitely wouldn't accept graduation gifts if you gave them out now. It's too obvious. They'd know what you were thinking at a glance."

Sure enough, Cedric and the others had returned the gifts to Muya. They said they wanted a sense of ceremony and hoped to receive them at the graduation party.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ahem, we were talking about everything that's happened from first year until now."

The girl stood up. "That's right, it's been absolutely thrilling!"

"I had originally planned out how to defeat Voldemort without sacrificing anyone, but now werewolves and vampires have shown up too." The girl irritably clutched her head and ruffled her hair.

Muya sat down on the sofa and asked, "By the way, Mother, do you really have the power of prophecy?"