Pranks

Ever since Mia had agreed to join the Prank Squad during their last nighttime outing, the students of Hogwarts had really suffered, especially Ron.

Mia, Fred, and George were full of mischievous ideas, and Mia had money to back them up. They hit it off immediately.

Their first targets were the people who had bullied Mia.

"Mia, I heard you took down a whole bunch of little snakes by yourself?" George leaned over and asked curiously.

The three of them were out at night again, gathered in an abandoned classroom to work on a new prank.

"Even you two heard about it?"

"Not just us. Who at Hogwarts hasn't heard how our Miss Potter took on a whole group of Slytherins single-handedly?" Fred leaned in from the other side, speaking in an operatic voice.

"How are they telling it?" Mia recalled the story of how repeated rumors could make people believe anything, and her expression turned complicated.

"Oh, it's quite a story. There are ten versions already."

"As the story goes, those Slytherins who didn't know what was good for them actually dared to spout insults at the great Miss Potter~"

"Our dear Miss Potter suddenly appeared like a phantom and looked down at them, her gaze full of contempt. In a cold voice, she said, 'Go on.'"

Looked down at them? Mia glanced at her small frame. She remembered having to sneak onto her tiptoes just to feed them the potion.

"Then they sneered and said, 'So what if we're talking about you, Mudblood?'"

"How could Miss Potter stand for that? She immediately fired a spell at them." As Fred spoke, he and George began acting it out.

"That poor student went down, and after a spectacular barrage of magic, Miss Potter easily defeated everyone." The two clutched their chests and fell over.

"The Slytherins were seriously injured, the common room was slightly damaged, and the hem of Miss Potter's robes was a little dirty." George appeared and lightly flicked the hem of Mia's robes.

"What a spectacular magical duel~"

"Miss Mia, the MVP of the match, clinched the win~"

"Well, don't you think those rumors are a little exaggerated?" Mia was at a loss for words.

"How could they be? It's a wonderful story! I heard a Hufflepuff student made quite a bit of money writing it on the side." Fred regretted missing the business opportunity.

"They even wrote a book!" Did you Hogwarts students not have enough homework?

"Yes." George pulled out the copy he had bought. "I have to say, it's really quite good." He nodded in approval.

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"I heard there are spin-offs too: Miss Potter Battles the Vampire, Super Mia, The Final Showdown: Werewolf..."

Mia felt utterly humiliated. She thought her coming seven years at Hogwarts would be the most unforgettable fifteen years of her next ten years.

Very well. Since she had been humiliated this badly, how could the other protagonists of the story get off scot-free? Hahahaha, if she was going down, they were going down with her!

And so, for the next month, Pansy and the others had the worst luck. They choked on their water, found no toilet paper when they went to the bathroom, and stepped in dog poop when they went out—no, cat poop.

In the Great Hall, when Mia appeared at the Slytherin table, Pansy, Daphne, and the others visibly flinched and quietly moved away from her, afraid of being pranked again.

Mia looked a little disappointed at their reaction. She greeted Draco and went over to Harry.

"Mia!" Harry was touched that his sister had actually come to see him of her own accord.

"Hermione~" Mia passed Harry by and went to cuddle up to Hermione.

"Mia~" Hermione cuddled up to her just as enthusiastically.

Crack. As for whose heart had just broken, no names would be mentioned.

"Well, mate, don't be sad." Ron patted Harry's shoulder sympathetically.

Seeing Harry's pitiful expression, Mia held back a laugh and went over to hug him. "Hehe, big brother."

"Mia, you've turned mean." Harry looked a little aggrieved.

Ever since Mia had gone to Slytherin, she had become somewhat mischievous and scheming, and she especially loved teasing Harry.

"To make it up to you, have some candy. Ron, have one too." Mia pulled out a box of candy, her eyes full of anticipation. Fred and George sat across from Harry and the others, laughing on the sly.

Harry trusted his sister completely and immediately picked out a piece and ate it. Ron, however, was more cautious. He knew Mia had been spending a lot of time with the Weasley Twins lately, and judging by the smiles on the faces of the two across from him, Ron thought something was up.

"Don't you trust me, Ron?" Mia pretended to look sad, but Ron wasn't falling for it. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.

"Why aren't you offering Hermione one too?" The question nearly stumped Mia, but she quickly thought of an answer.

"Hermione's parents are dentists. They don't let her eat too much candy."

Ron looked at Hermione suspiciously, and Hermione nodded without a trace of guilt.

Only then did Ron feel reassured enough to eat one. Clearly, he had relaxed too soon.

"Mia Potter! What did you do to me?!" A ducklike voice rang out from the Slytherin table next to them. They turned to look: it was Draco Malfoy. Beside him, Blaise, Pansy, and Daphne had their heads lowered and their mouths covered tightly, afraid they would laugh. For one thing, they didn't want to make Draco angry; for another, they had been caught by the prank too.

Ron looked across at them and then hesitantly spoke, only for a pleasant, mature woman's voice to come out. He hurriedly covered his mouth.

Harry stared at his sister in disbelief, reproach in his eyes. You even pranked me? Am I not your dearest big brother anymore?

Mia seized the chance to run off with the Weasley Twins, but she didn't forget to call back as they fled, "The effects will wear off in half an hour!"

If they didn't run now, not only the people Mia had pranked but also those the Weasley Twins had pranked would bury them alive. They were done for—they had made everyone angry.

The three ran fast. By the time the others chased after them, they were already nowhere to be seen.

Then, nobody knew who spoke first, but as soon as the voice came out, someone couldn't hold back a laugh. It spread like a contagion, and all the students burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, your voice—what happened? Hahaha, I'm dying!"

"You've got the nerve to laugh at me? Aren't you just the same? Hahahaha!"

Well, they didn't really dislike these harmless little jokes, especially when they were all making fools of themselves together.

At the professors' table, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and the others had witnessed everything. Watching the lively children, they smiled helplessly.

"She's still a child, after all." Professor McGonagall's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Hahahaha, it's wonderful to be young!" Professor Flitwick beamed as he watched the lively students.

Dumbledore glanced at the prank candy beside him and smiled indulgently. "What a little mischief-maker."

Professor Snape had been watching Mia from the beginning. Seeing her so full of life always filled his heart with contentment.