Points, Points (Minor Revision)

"Mia, are you all right? Tell me who bullied you!" When Harry heard Mia had been bullied, he dragged Ron and Hermione over in a rush.

"I'm fine. They couldn't beat me," Mia reassured him.

"I told you Slytherins were no good," Ron muttered beside them.

"No, I can't let you stay in Slytherin alone anymore. What if you get bullied again?" With that, Harry wanted to take Mia to apply for a house transfer.

"No, it's not that bad, big brother. I'm really strong; they couldn't beat me." Mia hurriedly stopped Harry.

"Harry's right. It's not safe for you here alone, and even though you usually spend time with Malfoy and the others, you still got bullied," Hermione agreed with Harry this time.

"No, this time was an accident. Besides, Slytherin values strength above all else. After this fight, they should behave themselves."

"That's not good enough. We've never been apart before, Mia. I can't stand the thought of you getting hurt without me knowing." Harry pressed his lips together and looked at Mia seriously.

Mia was at a loss for words. She knew Harry was worried about her. Her expression softened, and she hugged him. "I'm fine, Harry. Look, I'm still in one piece. Will you trust me?"

"..." Harry knew Mia just as well as Mia knew Harry. They were both stubborn and headstrong.

"Don't let there be a next time, okay?" Harry buried his head in Mia's neck.

"Okay, I promise."

The incident was just a minor episode. Afterward, Draco warned Daphne and Pansy with a dark expression, and the others apologized one after another.

With Slytherin docked fifty points, they had gone from leading the other three houses to second-to-last, with Gryffindor in last place.

Unable to stand falling behind, the little snakes began earning points like mad, answering questions with particular enthusiasm in class.

In Herbology, the snakes and lions were having another joint lesson.

They were learning about Devil's Snare that day. Professor Sprout began by explaining its habits and other facts, and Mia and Hermione competed to answer her questions, earning plenty of points for their respective houses.

Professor Sprout was a gentle witch. She encouraged her students to answer questions and was especially fond of those who participated.

"Very good. Excellent answers, Miss Potter and Miss Granger."

Mia also performed the practical part of the lesson perfectly, earning another round of praise from Professor Sprout along with Hermione.

In Transfiguration class.

Mia arrived early. There were hardly any students in the classroom, only a tabby cat standing on the teacher's desk. Mia's eyes lit up.

"Kitty, kitty, can I pet you? You're so pretty~" Mia couldn't resist putting on a high-pitched voice as she crept toward the tabby.

The tabby's eyes showed a hint of very human exasperation.

Seeing that the cat hadn't run away, Mia carefully placed her hand on the tabby's head and stroked it gently.

"You're such a good kitty. Are you some professor's pet?"

"Meow." Professor McGonagall noticed students coming in and quickly reached out a paw to pin Mia's hand to the desk. The cat professor still cared very much about her dignity.

"Oh, it's time for class. I'll come play with you afterward," Mia whispered to cat McGonagall before hurrying back to her seat.

Once all the students had arrived and the bell rang, Mia was still wondering whether Professor McGonagall was late.

Then she saw the cat in front of her turn into Professor McGonagall.

"!" Mia's eyes widened. McGonagall gave a discreet smile at Mia's startled expression, then grew serious.

What have I done?! Mia lowered her head in embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Mia's head bowed, Draco thought she wasn't feeling well.

"Nothing... I'm just dying of embarrassment," Mia whispered, covering her face.

"Dying of embarrassment?" Draco had no idea what she meant.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous magic you will study in any of your courses at Hogwarts. No one is to fool around in my class, or I will ask them to leave."

Then Professor McGonagall waved her wand, turning the desk into a pig and then back again.

"Transfiguration is the magic of turning one object into another. It includes transformations between inanimate objects, between living creatures, and between inanimate objects and living creatures. There are also partial and complete transformations. Now, we'll learn the most basic Transfiguration: turning a match into a needle."

There was a match in front of each student, and the sound of incantations gradually filled the classroom.

Mia had actually taught herself basic Transfiguration long ago. The mirror she had transfigured before was the result of her self-study.

Mia gave a light wave, and the match successfully turned into a silver needle.

"Five points to Slytherin!"

The classroom suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked over. Once they saw it was Mia, they weren't surprised. This was the boss who had taken on a whole group alone, after all. Perfectly normal.

Professor McGonagall looked at Mia with great satisfaction.

Draco, Theodore, and the others completed the task one after another, earning Slytherin another ten points.

"Miss Potter, I hear you've already taught yourself up to the fourth-year material?" Professor McGonagall had heard that Mia had been studying on her own and progressing quickly.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

"Astonishing talent. I trust you would be willing to come to my office every Saturday evening to study, Miss Potter?" As far as Professor McGonagall was concerned, a promising student had to be properly nurtured.

"Of course, Professor." Mia really hadn't expected the cat professor to become her one-on-one tutor. This was Professor McGonagall, after all. Although Mia was talented and could learn without a teacher, studying and figuring things out alone was ultimately slower than having someone guide her.

"Then I look forward to seeing you, Miss Potter."

The Headmaster's Office

"Albus, you have no idea how talented Mia is!" McGonagall had been summoned to the Headmaster's Office by Albus, and she told him about her discovery with some excitement.

"Don't get worked up, Minerva. The child is indeed remarkably gifted. I think her talent extends beyond Charms and Transfiguration; she's also quite gifted with Fantastic Beasts." Dumbledore smiled as he ate a Sherbet Lemon.

Dumbledore might have looked like a kindly old grandfather, but he was the strongest white wizard in the wizarding world. He was well aware of Mia's activities over the past few days, especially those involving the three-headed dog.

"You mean...?" McGonagall caught Dumbledore's implication and laughed in exasperation. "That child, how can she be so daring? She and her brother are just like their father."

"Hahaha, young people should be full of energy. Perhaps I could take Mia to meet Newt someday. They might have a great deal in common, don't you think?"