Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

"I've spent the entire summer designing a completely new Quidditch training plan. Our training needs to start earlier, be more rigorous, and last longer." Wood led all his teammates to prepare for training.

"Brother, do you still feel comfortable flying after all this time?"

"it should be no problem."

They happened to run into the Slytherin team at that moment.

"Where are you going, Marcus?"

Quidditch pitch.

"I've already booked the entire course for today."

“Don’t get excited, I have permission.” Marcus handed Wood a rolled-up piece of paper.

“I, Professor Snape, have given special permission for the Slytherin team to use the Quidditch pitch today to train their new Seeker. You have a new Seeker, who is it?”

Malfoy walked to the front of the crowd.

"Draco?"

"Malfoy?"

“That’s right, it’s me, Malfoy. I’m not exactly the newest one.” Malfoy proudly waved his broom in front of him.

“That’s Nimbus 2001. How did you get this?” Ron was the first to notice their brooms.

"It was a gift from Malfoy's father, how about it, little Gryffindor genius?" Marcus said to Woomu in a mocking tone.

"Marcus, you'd better not talk to her like that." Even though Malfoy was on the Slytherin team, he would still get angry if Marcus spoke to him like that.

"Her? Malfoy, what's wrong?"

"Anyway, don't tell her that, Weasley. This is just a small amount of money to my father."

“At least we Gryffindors are chosen based on merit, not money.” Hermione frowned, glaring at Malfoy, who then walked up to her.

"Nobody asked for your opinion, you filthy..."

“Draco!” Iam interrupted Malfoy before he could utter the word that Hermione found sensitive.

“Wu Mu, don’t worry about this. I’ll send a letter to my father asking him to buy you a Nimbus 2001 as well.”

"Draco, don't say that word. It will really hurt Hermione's feelings." Wu Mu didn't want his Hermione to be sad.

"Okay, Wumu, I'll be careful."

"Something's wrong with Malfoy."

"What's up with him?"

"I do not know either."

The Slytherin members were puzzled by Malfoy's behavior; he wasn't usually this gentle.

"Alright, Oliver, I'll go ask my godfather for a special permit to make our training easier tomorrow. You can refine your plans for today."

"Alright, Little Clever, let's go." Wood said this to Wu Mu and led his team away.

"Oh! Right! Ron, give me your wand first! I'll try to fix it for you. You can use mine for now."

“Thank you, Wumu.” Ron took out his broken wand and swapped it with Wumu.

But as soon as Ron got his hands on Vam's wand, he lost control. The wand unleashed attacks everywhere in Ron's hand, and even Ron himself was knocked away by the wand.

"Uh... I think I'll pass! Ron, give me my wand! I'll fix yours and give it back to you." Wu Mu picked up his wand and then helped Ron up from the ground.

……

School corridor.

“Iced lemonade.” Wu Mu stood in front of the statue leading to Professor Dumbledore’s office.

Wu Mu: I remember seeing it in a movie before, where Harry used the Elder Wand to repair his wand, so this should be fine.

Wu Mu stepped forward and knocked on the door. "Professor Dumbledore, are you there? I would like to ask you for a favor."

"Please come in."

“Professor Dumbledore, may I ask if you can repair this wand?” Wu Mu held the wand horizontally in his hand.

“Let me see, hmm… no problem, but you have to promise me that if there’s another special situation where you can’t get on the train, you won’t drive here again. I can have Hagrid pick you up.” Professor Dumbledore took out his wand and easily repaired Ron’s wand.

“Okay, thank you, Professor Dumbledore!” Wu Mu took Ron’s wand and waved goodbye to Professor Dumbledore.

Wu Mu: Professor Dumbledore is so easy to talk to! Alright! Now for the special permission, let's find a godfather!

……

The office of the Stanford University.

"Godfather! Are you there?"

There was no sound from inside.

"Aren't you here?" Wu Mu pushed open the door, but there was indeed no one inside.

"Where did they go?" Wu Mu noticed the stack of homework on his desk again.

"Sigh, I'd better correct the homework first!" Wu Mu sat down at the table, and perhaps because she was used to it, she corrected it very quickly.

"Alright! What do we do now? Oh! Right! The Magic Cube!" Wu Mu opened the drawer in front of the table and took out the Magic Cube he had put in.

Wu Mu had just started to fight when she was suddenly surrounded by different knives, and she sat in her chair, too afraid to move.

Suddenly, the Rubik's Cube spoke, "Hello! Please answer the question. A correct answer will save you from danger, while an incorrect answer will result in an attack. Please listen to the question: What is ten times ten?" After the voice stopped, the Rubik's Cube displayed a blue screen with the question it had just given.

"One... hundred?" Wu Mu hadn't reacted yet.

"Correct answer." After the Rubik's Cube finished speaking, the knives disappeared automatically.

"Phew, thank goodness. If they had attacked directly, I would have been finished!"

Just as Wu Mu was about to continue fighting, Si Jiao returned, his long black robe ceasing its dramatic swinging the moment he entered.

"Godfather! Can I do you a favor?"

"what's up?"

"Could you write me a Gryffindor Quidditch pitch permit?"

"If you ask me, since you can already distinguish between primary and secondary matters and help me write the charter, you should be able to write this charter yourself."

"Really?"

"However, you have to let me know and put your name in parentheses after mine."

Wow! This status has risen so much!

Wu Mu: My godfather is so cool!