The Delicacy Myrtle Discovered

Hermione and Luna started arguing again, which Ryan wasn't surprised at all.

Hermione, on the other hand, is more rational and belongs to the type of wizard who only believes in what is in books and has no imagination.

Although she had been in contact with Ryan and had been "trained" by him many times, she was no longer the kind of person who blindly believed in books.

But her essence hadn't changed; she had simply transferred her trust in books to the magical knowledge Ryan taught her.

Luna, on the other hand, is the kind of emotional person who enjoys everything.

They believe in non-existent creatures and magical knowledge.

She is actually a traditional witch.

If she had lived in an era before the essence of wizardry had degenerated, her achievements would certainly have surpassed Hermione's.

Wizards are essentially reality warpers. Creating their own theories is far more valuable than studying the laws of the material world and casting spells.

In short, Luna and Hermione were completely incompatible, their values and beliefs clashed. Not to mention, Luna herself was the catalyst for everything.

Ryan watched Hermione and Luna start arguing again, speechless.

Why can't they be as loving as Penelope and Kate?

As for granting Hermione and Luna access to their own minds so they wouldn't have the energy to argue, Ryan hadn't even considered it.

If that's the case, it means he needs to have more mental resources occupied.

Although that amount of resources was just a drop in the ocean for Ryan.

However, compared to the mental resources required, it consumes far more mental effort.

If that's really done, it would mean Ryan would have to communicate and date four women non-stop.

Although it was fun, Ryan still chose to refuse.

He has made this mistake before.

Because of his youthful ignorance, he showed too much to Kate and Penelope.

As a result, Kate and Penelope have been living almost entirely in Ryan's mind since the start of the school year.

Their bodies function normally, aided by their own subconscious and with Ryan's help.

This is why they never complained much about Ryan's womanizing ways.

From their own perspective, after arriving at Hogwarts, Ryan was with them almost 24/7.

Etc!

Ryan sensed a gloating look in his eyes.

It's Harry Potter!

Ryan suddenly wondered if he had been too kind.

So, while Harry was happily discussing the Deathday Party with Nicholas, he faced his nightmare for the night— Myrtle.

My name is Myrtle Elizabeth Warren, a Muggle-born little witch.

My parents are both Muggle, but that doesn't stop me from having a smart brain.

My happiest time was when I was in the Muggle world, or more accurately, when I was a child.

Back then, I hadn't started wearing thick glasses because I was reading under the covers.

I didn't get a face full of acne because of puberty.

I was cute and smart back then.

He was quite popular with his classmates. Well, Muggle classmates.

I hadn't entered Hogwarts yet at that time.

Then, on my 11th birthday, something even more unexpected happened!

I am a witch!

You can learn legendary magic!

No wonder I can eat so much and never gain weight!

At that time, I was unaware of how much discrimination people like me, Muggle- blooded wizards, faced at Hogwarts.

After enrolling, I was assigned to Ravenclaw thanks to the brilliant mind that God had bestowed upon me.

However, here I also encountered my lifelong nemesis—Olive Humbey.

After I enrolled, she inexplicably started targeting me.

In Ravenclaw, where smart people abound, my little bit of pride quickly vanished.

Because of Oliver Honbay's targeting, I started binge eating.

In order to become a good student even in Ravenclaw, I began to study hard.

But all of this only resulted in my face being covered in acne and thick glasses.

For some reason, Oliver Humbert became even more hostile towards me.

She was no longer satisfied with just slandering me; she even started forming cliques to make others ostracize me as well.

Under such targeting, I could no longer suppress my sadness and spent all my time in the bathroom, secretly crying there.

At Hogwarts, I had no friends, no teachers paid attention to me, and the only person who noticed me was Oliver Humboldt, who laughed at me all day long.

One day in Third Year, when Oliver Humbell mocked me again for wearing glasses and looking like a four-eyed dog, I hid in the second-floor bathroom and cried as usual.

A few minutes later, I suddenly heard someone come in.

What they were saying was hilarious. I think it must be another language.

But what annoyed me the most was that it was a boy's voice speaking. This is a girls' restroom!

So I opened the door, yelled at him to go away and go to his own boys' restroom, and then—I died.

All I remember seeing was a pair of frighteningly large yellow eyes.

However, no one was curious about my death, and no one even asked me about it.

It's like I disappeared for a long time before people at school remembered that I even existed.

What I find most annoying is that Oliver Honby found me; she knew I was here all along!

She said things like, "Professor Dippet asked me to come find you," and "Are you sulking here again, Myrtle?"

Damn it!

Fortunately, I think she would never forget that scene until she died—me floating high above her own corpse.

I can still remember the funny expression on her face back then!

Later, I briefly met with my parents and told them that I was still 'alive'.

Then came my second happiest time!

I started stalking Oliver Honby, reminding myself that she was responsible for my death.

Ha ha!

Look at her terrified expression!

Others started ostracizing her just like they ostracized me!

I even went to her brother's wedding and got her and her brother to have a fight!

I deeply regret this!

I went too far, to the point that she reported me to the Ministry of Magic!

So I had no choice but to stay at Hogwarts as required by the Ministry of Magic.

What a pity, I wanted things to stay like this until she died!

What follows is naturally the simple, unadorned, and somewhat gloomy life at Hogwarts.

At Hogwarts, I lived a more miserable life than when I was alive.

Because I can no longer vent my anger by binge eating.

So, when Peeves called me fat and ugly again, I actually thought about suicide.

But I'm already dead!

So, many years have passed, and I have also acquired the nickname "Moaning Myrtle".

I thought my life would just continue like this, rotting and stinking.

But today I can actually eat again!

I had no choice but to come out from my territory—a cubicle in the third-floor washroom.

But I never imagined that God would be so kind to me.

In the Great Hall, I encountered something even more delicious than this food— Harry Potter!

The remaining chapter will be posted later today.