Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

In the 21st century, Wu Mu would sleep until noon whenever she had a holiday, and it's the same now. It's almost noon, but she still hasn't woken up.

"Child, are you still asleep? It's time for lunch." Mrs. Pomfrey gently woke up Wumu.

"Hmm—? Is it time for lunch, Mrs. Pomfrey?"

"uh-huh!"

"Ah! I slept so soundly! What time is it now?" Wu Mu stretched and then checked the time with his pocket watch.

"I've slept for so long! It's almost noon! Okay! That's not important, let's have lunch!" Wu Mu happily ate his lunch.

At this moment, three more lion cubs entered.

"Wamu! How are you now!" Harry asked anxiously as soon as he pushed open the door, completely ignoring the other injured people, such as the boy lying on the far edge, who was startled and spilled his soup all over the table.

"Are you feeling alright, Mu?" Hermione was the first to run up to her.

“I’m fine! Hermione, brother, keep your voice down! You’re scaring everyone!” Ayam answered Hermione first, then leaned over to speak to Harry.

"It's all because of me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be so badly injured," Hermione said, tears streaming down her face.

"It's alright! My little Hermione, look at me, I'm doing just fine now, aren't I?" Wu Mu wiped away Hermione's tears.

“Wamu, let me see your arm.” Ron had been curious about what Wamu’s arm looked like now.

“Look! She’s all wrapped up by Madam Pomfrey!” Wu Mu generously showed his arm to Ron.

“Walmur, don’t do that again! You were too impulsive! You were so badly injured… and you kept saying you were fine.” Harry still remembered what happened yesterday.

"I know! Brother, I'm perfectly fine now, and I'm full of energy!" Wu Mu said, sitting on the bed and striking a pose.

"Alright, Wumu, put your hand down properly!" Hermione saw that Wumu wasn't letting his arm rest properly, and her expression was just like her usual reasonable self.

"Alright! I'm full! I want to rest properly, you guys can go back first!" Wu Mu pushed the rice bowl away and lazily lay down on the bed.

“Alright, Wumu, whatever you want to do, wait until we get here and then we'll help you.” Harry brushed the bangs that were obscuring Wumu’s eyes aside.

"Okay! Bye-bye!" Wu Mu waved enthusiastically, waving her right hand.

"Alright, I remember the book that Si Jiao made me memorize is still on me. It's been so long, let's take another look! Anyway, there's nothing else to do." Wu Mu fumbled around for a while before finally finding the book that Si Jiao had made her memorize a long time ago.

She started flipping through the pages from the first page.

After she finished reading, she put the book on the table next to her. "Is Professor Si busy today? Why didn't I see him come? When he comes, I'm going to tell him what I overheard back then, and make him question his life! Hehehe!" As soon as Wu Mu finished speaking, Professor Si pushed the door open and entered.

"Making me question the meaning of life? Wumu, have I been too good to you lately?"

"Huh? No, no, uh hehe."

"Alright, since you didn't go to class, then you can memorize this book! Once you've memorized it enough, I'll give you a potion practice." Snape was indeed Snape; she tossed a book onto the table where Wu Mu had just placed it.

"Did you just go out?" Si Jiao frowned.

"No? What's wrong, Professor Si?" Wu Mu looked at the book that Professor Si had thrown on the table.

"Then how did you get this book that I gave you before?" Si Jiao picked up the book that he had previously asked Wu Mu to memorize.

“I didn’t take it, Master Si, I’ve kept it in my robe pocket,” Wu Mu explained.

Only then did Si Jiao relax his tense brows and take two more steps forward.

"Oh! By the way, Professor Si, let me tell you a secret, hehehe!"

Upon hearing Wu Mu's words, Si Jiao first became suspicious of Wu Mu's laughter. Wu Mu waved his hand at Si Jiao, signaling Si Jiao to come closer to Wu Mu.

Si Jiao didn't make any big moves. He sat down by Wu Mu's bedside and let Wu Mu lean on his shoulder.

“I heard it all! You even touched me!” Wu Mu’s words filled Si Jiao’s eyes with murderous intent.

Si Jiao: "Oh well, if she heard it, she heard it." Since she's already heard it, he won't hide it from her anymore.

This time, Si Jiao stroked her round little face in front of Wu Mu, but his solemn expression didn't quite match his hand!

Wu Mu closed her eyes and did not resist Si Jiao touching her face.

Wu Mu was pleasantly surprised by the professor's aloof and stern demeanor every day.

"I have class later, so I'll be going now. Remember to memorize your books." Professor Si stood up and left in a hurry.

Wu Mu: No way! That's a real blow to my ego! Si Jiao!

"Wow! Professor Snape actually touched that person's face!"

"Professor Snape always has a stern face!"

"I can't believe my eyes! How could Professor Snape be so kind to her!"

As soon as the teacher left, the other students started talking about it.

Wu Mu: Ugh! I have to memorize something again! Professor Si, why don't you wait until I'm better before making me memorize it!

Wu Mu reluctantly picked up the book and started reading.