Mrs. Weasley's Howler

Harry and Ron had not been expelled, but they were still given detention.

"Old Mischief-Maker, why did you hire a novelist as a professor at the school?" Seeing Dumbledore skillfully let himself into her home, Muya asked.

Dumbledore gave a mischievous wink. "Oh, Mya Mu, you haven't read his works, have you?"

Muya rolled her eyes and pulled out the textbooks lying on the sofa. "Take a look at these titles. They're so cringe."

Dumbledore only smiled without saying anything.

"Is he really that capable?"

In the morning, Muya was groggily woken up by Shalian.

"Shalian, are you reading so early?" After washing up, Muya came out and saw Shalian holding a book.

Looking closely, she found that it was actually Breaking Up With Female Ghosts.

"Yeah."

She had not expected Hannah and Susan to each be carrying one of Lockhart's novels too. Was she really the only one in this dormitory who had no interest in Lockhart?

The girls went to breakfast together.

Muya was drinking porridge when a sudden commotion came from the Gryffindor table.

"What happened?" Muya took out a handkerchief, wiped the corner of her mouth, and looked toward the Gryffindor table.

"It's the Weasleys' owl." Cedric had seen Ron's family owl before.

Someone shouted, "Weasley got a Howler!"

The students instantly became restless, and even Cedric and the others' expressions changed.

"Cover your ears in a moment, Ya Ya." Cedric tugged at Muya's hand as she prepared to continue drinking her porridge.

Muya looked at the others, and they all nodded at her.

She found it rather baffling, but she still covered her ears.

The next second, an enormous roar filled the entire Great Hall.

"...Stealing a car! If they expel you, I won't be the slightest bit surprised! Just wait until I get my hands on you! You probably never even thought about how your father and I felt when we discovered the car was gone..."

It was Mrs. Weasley's voice. Her tone was completely different from when she spoke to Muya, like a roaring lion. Muya could even see the spoon she had just used trembling on the table.

Almost everyone in the Great Hall turned to look toward Gryffindor, wanting to see which unlucky person had received the Howler.

And Ron, the recipient of the Howler, was currently curled up in his chair.

Ron: Don't open your eyes. Hopefully this is just a hallucination.

Mrs. Weasley continued.

"Last night, we received a letter from Dumbledore. Your father was so ashamed he nearly died! We raised you with such hardship, and I never expected you to do something like this. You and Harry nearly lost your lives..." Her tone was half anger and half relief.

"...This is outrageous! Your father will be investigated at work, and it's all your fault! If you don't start behaving yourself, we'll bring you straight home!"

The deafening roar finally stopped. Muya felt that if it had continued any longer, her eardrums would have burst.

"Are you okay?" Vester asked Muya.

"Uh... what?" Muya felt dizzy.

Hannah handed Muya a glass of water.

Sean burst out laughing.

Their first class was Herbology class with Gryffindor, and the four girls went to the greenhouses together.

When they arrived, they found many students waiting outside the greenhouse for Professor Sprout. Before long, Muya spotted Harry and the other two and greeted them.

After they went inside, they saw Professor Sprout walking over from the lawn, with Lockhart beside her. Muya noticed several girls staring at him dreamily.

Professor Sprout had some bandages wrapped around her arm.

Lockhart called out brightly, "Good morning, students! I was just demonstrating to Professor Sprout how to treat the Whomping Willow's injuries."

"But I don't want you to think I know more about Herbology than she does! I merely happened to encounter a few of these strange plants during my travels."

Muya secretly rolled her eyes at him. No one thinks that, okay? Did any of us even say anything?

"Today, we're going to Greenhouse Three."

Sharp-eyed Muya noticed that Professor Sprout did not have her usual cheerful expression. Instead, she looked a little angry. What was going on? Had Lockhart's words angered her?

But Muya did not think too much about it for the moment. Class was about to begin, after all.

When the door opened, the smell of soil, fertilizer, and flowers wafted out. The flowers here were especially large, hanging down from the ceiling.

Behind her, Lockhart suddenly stopped Harry. "Professor Sprout, you won't mind if he's two minutes late, will you?"

Of course Professor Sprout minded, but before she could say anything, Lockhart said, "That's wonderful." Then he shut the door.

Muya quickly pulled Hermione and Ron over to sit down.

Several minutes later, Harry finally returned. He sat beside Ron and continued the lesson. During this class, they also met a Little Badger named Justin Finch-Fletchley.

Of course, they also earned quite a few points during the lesson.

Students from both Houses were covered in dirt and drenched in sweat as they dragged their tired bodies back to the school to shower.

Gryffindor had Transfiguration class next, while Hufflepuff had Potions class, so Muya quickly said goodbye to Hermione and the others.

Susan suddenly had a stomachache and went to the School Hospital. Muya, Hannah, and Shalian gathered their things and headed to the underground classroom.

It was the familiar setup again: brewing potions in pairs. But with Susan absent, Muya had to find another partner.

She spotted Theodore, who was also alone, and moved her things over.

The other little snakes and Little Badgers looked at Muya in shock, but fortunately Snape kept things under control.

"Hi, Theodore." Muya took the initiative to greet Theodore. Draco, sitting in front of them, glanced at her and then gave a "hmph."

Muya was speechless. Just as expected of a young master. Even his temper is that of a young master. How did I offend him?

Fine, was he really this angry just because I didn't attend his birthday party?

"Careful, you're about to cut your hand." Theodore suddenly spoke, interrupting Muya's thoughts.

Muya lowered her head and saw that it was true. She had almost cut herself. Luckily, Theodore had warned her.

"Thanks, Theodore!" Muya smiled at him.

"No need." Theodore pressed his lips together and said nothing more, continuing to prepare the potion ingredients in his hands.

After Potions class, Muya had just been about to join Shalian and the others for a delicious lunch when a little snake stopped her.

"You're Mya Mu?" Hey, why does everyone know who I am?

"Yes. What do you want?"

The girl across from her seemed to have hostile intentions. She had short black hair.

"I'm Pansy Parkinson. Stay away from Malfoy from now on!" Muya was completely dumbfounded after hearing that.

Wait, why does that line sound so familiar?