Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

"Draco, thank you for saving the day! I don't even know what to say! And he almost used the name of my broom!"

"You're welcome, helping you is only natural." Malfoy's expression underwent a complete 360-degree reversal in an instant, changing from an arrogant and noble look to a smug one.

“What is he doing? What’s that red cloth covering him?” As soon as Wu Mu finished speaking, Mr. Lockhart lifted the red cloth, revealing a cage full of Cornish elves.

"How could he bring something like this into the classroom?"

“I have a bad feeling, Draco. He… seems to want us to deal with those elves.”

"What?" After the two finished speaking, Mr. Lockhart opened the cage, and all the little elves flew out.

"what--!"

"My God!"

The classroom was in chaos. Neville was lifted into the air by the ears of two little elves and then hung on a lamp.

Several little elves flew towards Wumu, but Malfoy swatted them away with his book.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Draco."

"Wamu! Come here!" Harry and his two friends had already gathered together.

"Draco, let's go there! Many hands make light work!" Wumu grabbed Malfoy's hand and ran towards Harry.

"Flipendo!" Aymu drew his wand and struck the house-elf above Harry's head.

Lockhart's wand was stolen by the elves, and the dinosaur fossil above the classroom fell down, leaving not a single spot in the classroom in order.

“I’m giving you a chance to catch the rest of the Cornish elves and put them back in their cages,” Lockhart said before hastily running away.

"I've had enough! {Immobilization Spell} Immobulus!"

"{Immobilization Spell} Yin Mao Biu Le Si [immobulus]!"

As Ayam cast his spell, Hermione cast the same spell. In that instant, the classroom finally calmed down a bit, and all the elves floated in the air. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then gave each other a high five.

"Why is it always me?" Neville was speechless at being hung up again.

"So that means you're lucky! Neville, you're on the honor roll!" Wumu joked, stretching out his arms.

"Listed on the honor roll? What's that?" This was the first time Harry had ever heard the term.

"Uh... that is... passing the imperial examination."

"Did you pass the imperial examination?"

"That's not important! We need to rescue Neville first." Wumu moved forward a little, avoiding them.

"Wings." Wu Mu said very softly, his hand forming a shape like the Chinese character "反三" (fǎn sān). As soon as he finished speaking, feather wings made of light appeared behind him.

This was the first time Wu Mu had used wings; it was a skill that Yu Long had taught her.

She awkwardly took flight, then grabbed Neville's hand and pulled him up a little to lift the hanging clothes off the lamp before slowly placing Neville on the ground.

"Wow! Wyrm, you really are an angel!" Hermione knew how Wyrm had gotten his wings, but she was still shocked to see him slowly descend like an angel.

"Thank you, Hermione! You'll always be my angel!"

"Wamu, how did you do that?" Although the Malfoys were a pure-blood family and had seen plenty of advanced magic, this was the first time he had ever seen magic like Wamu's.

"Uh...it's a secret. Okay, I have to go now. I still have to stay in solitary confinement! Bye-bye!" Wu Mu winked playfully and waved goodbye.