After the initial days of unease, Eda quickly adjusted her mi. During this period, she didn't notiything unusual around her, so she decided to put the matter aside for now, treating it as a sword hanging over her head, stantly reminding and urgio move forward.

  Sihe beginning of the school term, Eda had been fog more on learning various magical theories, ying a solid foundation. She hoped to solidify her theoretical knowledge in the wo years. A strong foundation is essential for a tall building to rise, and magic follows the same principle.

  In the orphanage, Eda at least had her own small room, a private space where she could do whatever she wanted.

  At Hogwarts, Eda lived in a dormitory, naturally uo atirely on her own whims. Moreover, some of her matters were not suitable to be exposed to her roommates.

  Eda now needed a private space to handle her own matters, free from interruptions and without the risk of anyone disc her secrets.

  The girls' bathroom on the sed floor, which was usually occupied by Moaning Myrtle, was Eda's first target. Hardly anyohere.

  This bathroom "beloo Moaning Myrtle, a ghost who often stayed in the cistern of one of the toilets. No matter the season, she was always in a bad mood, spshing water everywhere and startling any girl who came to use the bathroom with her wailing.

  Because of Myrtle, the bathroom had bee a school legend. The girls avoided it, leaving it deserted.

  Eda cimed this "unwanted" bathroom as her own.

  The puddles of water on the floor couldn't dampen her enthusiasm.

  Myrtle naturally retaliated against the invasion of her "private territory."

  She would always try to scare Eda away by suddenly appearing and shrieking or making a se while Eda ractig, hoping to recim the bathroom.

  But Eda, who had faced many challenges, wasn't scared by the little ghost. Her childhood fears were limited to the likes of Kayako and Sadako; pared to them, Myrtle was dht adorable.

  (Sadako vs. Kayako is a 2016 Japanese supernatural horror edy)

  Wheactic failed, Myrtle tried another. She lived up to her name, "Moaning Myrtle." Failing to scare or drive Eda away, Myrtle didn't resort to hanging herself again; she was already dead, after all, and ly someone as dramatic as Yuyako. Instead, Myrtle started to pester Eda incessantly.

  Whether in the corridor or the restroom, whenever Eda appeared alone, Moaning Myrtle would immediately e to her side and incessantly pin. Like a sorrowful storyteller, Myrtle would repeatedly narrate her miserable and tragic life to Eda.

  Eda could tolerate the previous noises, but Myrtle's pints were truly upsetting. It wasn't that Eda felt much sympathy for her; Eda didn't fear any sob stories. It was just that Myrtle's tinuous g was genuinely annoying.

  Helpless, Eda had no choice but to avoid Myrtle, giving up the restroom's territory to her. Eda, uo deal with ghosts at this stage, had to accept this loss, but she made a mental o remember this grudge.

  Uo think of a solution, Eda finally decided to seek help from Professonagall. She requested permission from her Head of House to use ay , but Professonagall mercilessly refused her.

  Professonagall's reasoning was straightforward: casting spells not only required magical power but also he guidance of a wand and prestures. Practig spells without supervision was dangerous and could lead to unintended sequences.

  Though Professonagall aowledged Eda's talent, she believed that precisely because of Eda's potential, she needed pruidaher than practig randomly on her own. This could be dangerous and might lead her astray. Magall's s were uandable, given her ck of knowledge about Eda's specific circumstances; she had Eda's best is in mind.

  However, leaving Professonagall's office with her head down, Eda didn't give up on her idea. She secretly found ay and began practig on her own.

  With the help of the system, Eda could practice spells without w about making mistakes during casting. However, she still faced a signifit challenge—she was alone.

  The desks and chairs in the empty were suffit for practig Transfiguration, and some spells could be directly used on these objects. For instance, she could use the "Tarantel Dance" spell on inanimate objects, and Eda had already mao make the desks and chairs perform a full tap dance routine.

  But this was far from enough. Eda nently o enhance her bat skills. Her inal pn wasn't this pressing; she inteo wait until she was ihird year. However, pns couldn't keep up with ges, and Eda had to accelerate her improvement pn.

  The problem was, being alone, she couldn't practice offensive spells like the Stupefy spell that the system had rewarded her with. Although she could cast it profitly, she had no way of knowing if it could actually stun someone, how effective it was, or how to ensure accuracy.

  The same applied to defensive spells. She could cast them, but she didn't know how effective they would be when faced with an ining spell.

  Eda had sidered involving Fred and Gee, but ultimately, she abahe idea. Both twins were only in their first year and couldn't offer much help yet. Moreover, Eda herself was still at a rudimentary level, far from being able to teach them how to use magic effectively.

  Shutting oneself away from the world is inadvisable, but Eda had no other options and had to tinue her "theoretical practice."

  After a long, busy day of csses, Eda returo the on room, exhausted. Sihe eavesdropping i, she had made a point of returning a bit earlier to avoid being alone.

  Upoering the on room, she saw the Weasley twins sitting by the firep armchairs, chattiedly. Judging by their expressions, it was clear that someone was about to fall victim to one of their pranks.

  Fred and Gee Weasley held a special status in Gryffindor. When upper-year students heard about the Weasley twins' enrollment, they hought the house was getting two more excellent students.

  Starting with Bill Weasley, the head boy, followed by Charlie Weasley, the Quidditch captain, and then Percy Weasley, the top student, each Weasley child had tributed signifitly to Gryffindor.

  With three aplished older brothers, the upper-year students had high hopes for Fred and Gee, thinking they could help Gryffindor pete for the House Cup.

  They also heard that the Weasley family had a younger son and daughter who hadn't yet enrolled. Colleg all seven Weasleys in Gryffindor seemed like an easy way to summon the House Cup!

  Unfortunately, things didn't go as phe twins were indeed exceptional, but not in the way the upper-year students expected. Fred and Gee quickly dashed those hopes, throwing a bucket of ice-cold water over them—plete with ice cubes!

  Siarting school oember 1st, Fred and Gee had been a whirlwind of mischief. Their pranks were endless, earning them both detentions and lost house points, and sparking a love-hate retionship with Filch, the caretaker. It was safe to say they knew each other better than anyone would want to.

  Hoping for points from the twins e dream for the upper-year students. They didn't dare to wish for point gains anymore; they just hoped the twins would lose fewer points! Despite Fred and Gee stantly losing points or being on their way to losing points, everyoill adored them.

  "Eda, e here! Quick!" Fred called, waving her over, while Gee cleared a space beside them.

  Eda dropped her bag and plopped down in the freshly cleared armchair, smiling as she asked, "Are you two up to something again?"

  "How could you say that?" Gee quickly waved his hand, feigning innoce. "How could you falsely accuse us like that?"

  "You're tarnishing ood name!" Fred decred with righteous indignation.

  "Do you two even have any good name left?" Eda retorted. "Instead of trusting your innoce, I'd rather discuss the effectiveness of ing charms with Filch."

  "Eda, is that really necessary?" Fred said, "That's not nice."

  "Let's not disturb old Fild Mrs. Norris during their private time," Gee firmly pressed Eda bato the armchair, preventing her from getting up.

  Once again subjected to their brute force, Eda seethed internally. You two only know how to use brute strength. Just wait until I start liftis and build some muscle; I'll show you! trolled yet again, she could only rage impotently in her heart.

  "Seriously, there should be trust between people, right, Eda?" The brothers, one soft and one firm, said to her.

  However, Eda's expression remained one of skeptical disbelief.

  Is your expression serious? Such a small look, yet so damaging! The Weasley twiually let go, slumping bato their seats.

  Tsk*Tsk*Trust between people is pletely gone...

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