Tom Riddle, the Handsome Guy

"Has Miss Muya started learning English from Trolls?" Snape placed Muya's homework on the desk with slight disdain, then stared at Muya, who was practically shrinking her head beneath the desk.

"Sorry, Professor." Muya took back her homework. Snape told her to rewrite it, then punished her by making her serve as a Potions assistant for two weeks.

After Muya left, Snape's lips curled slightly.

"Ugh." Muya sighed and resigned herself to rewriting her homework properly. Honestly, there were some words she could not even make out herself.

Well, it looked like she really did need to rewrite it. This homework looked like the Declaration of Revolution; anyone who read it would be confused.

"I think Professor Snape is targeting you, Ya Ya." Susan came over to Muya's side.

Hannah was organizing her books, but she did not forget to nod in agreement. "Yeah, he's even stricter with you than he is with Potter from Gryffindor."

"Don't worry, Ya Ya. It's not like Professor Snape only became sharp-tongued yesterday." Shalian closed the book she was reading, walked over, and patted Muya's shoulder.

Muya: If you knew why he was taking revenge on me like this, you would not be saying that. ╮(︶﹏︶)╭

The little cauldron she had used to grow jasmine.

She had accidentally learned that it had been Snape's favorite cauldron as a child, yet she was now using it to grow flowers.

Snape: (〝▼皿▼)

Muya: ⊙﹏⊙∥

Muya stopped writing and sighed, though it was not because of Snape.

It was because there was still not the slightest bit of more detailed news about the Chamber of Secrets.

Dumbledore should know. After all, he was the headmaster of this school, and he might even have been a professor here before.

Hagrid knew. She had originally planned to visit Hagrid