After seeing Miao Miao fly away, Muya happily returned to the dormitory. On the way, she ran into Cho Chang. They greeted each other and went their separate ways.
"Shalian, what homework did Professor Binns assign just now?" Looking at her three roommates who had fallen asleep in class, Shalian helplessly repeated the assignment.
"A gathering of medieval European wizards? And we have to write three feet?" Muya sagged weakly against Shalian.
Hannah and Susan, who were standing nearby, covered their mouths and snickered. Shalian gave a light cough and even tapped Muya on the forehead. "You can cling to my thigh."
Muya, who had just been like a limp blob of slime, instantly perked up. "I knew you were good to me, Shalian."
The library was almost full today. The four of them found some books, and Muya copied down some of the records from them while reading Shalian's essay, then made up a little of her own.
Muya had barely had time to relax after finally finishing her homework when she saw Vester walking toward her. He said quietly, "Ya Ya, your letter."
Vester had just left the dormitory to come to the library when he happened to see Muya's owl standing on the table, so he brought the letter directly to her.
His slender, fair fingers held the letter out before Muya. "Thank you, Vester."
Vester nodded, then went over to a seat to read.
Muya picked up the envelope and saw that it was from Nicolas Flamel.
The moment she opened it and read the first line, she froze. "Oh, child, don't go thinking about doing anything foolish!"
What? What had she been thinking?
Dumbledore had also received a letter from Nicolas Flamel. Its contents were full of Nicolas Flamel's accusations, saying that he had not