September 2nd was a Sunday, so Hogwarts didn't start csses right away.

  Instead, the students were given a day to adjust back to their routines, as it was hard for everyoo jump straight into the busy school life after a zy summer break.

  In the m, the students sat sluggishly in the Great Hall, and yawns filled the air. Even Eda, who had walked into the hall full of energy, found herself catg the yawning bug, letting out several yawns in a row along with the crowd.

  Professonagall walked along the long tables, distributing new schedules. When she reached Eda, Eda reached out to take hers, but Magall pulled it back.

  "Miss Esmeralda Twist, you've certainly made a name for yourself!" Magall's tone was not friendly; she was there to give Eda a bit of a scolding.

  When your mother uses your full usually means you're in trouble. Magall seemed to follow the same rule.

  "Yeah, yeah! Professor, you should definitely give her a good talking to," Fred chimed in from the side, stirring the pot.

  "It's absolutely eous," Gee added. "If it were me, I wouldn't stand for it."

  Eda turo gre at the twins, but instead of bag off, they went further, tattling directly: "Professor, look! She's even threatening us!"

  "Are the two of you hungry, Mr. Weasley?" Magall asked.

  "Very..."

  "Then why aren't you eating breakfast? Does it not suit your taste?"

  The twins immediately picked up on Professonagall's meaning.

  They quickly turned back around and focused on their food, heads down. Though they didn't dare say anything more, their eyes kept darting toward Magall and Eda.

  "Professor, I expin..." Eda had been preparing her excuses, hoping to lessen Magall's anger.

  "Go ahead and make something up."

  Eda waved her hands, quickly trying to expin, "Make something up? No, no, it's the truth... I didn't—"

  "You're trying to say you don't have an owl?" Magall asked, gng at the many owls flying around the Great Hall. "So, did Tom at the Leaky Cauldron write me a letter himself and fly it over?"

  Eda had been about to nod in agreement with the earlier part of the statement, but Magall's follow-up left her stuck, unsure whether to nod or not.

  "I hear you have a dog. Should I help you turn it into an owl?" Magall tinued, now looking at the twins. "Or perhaps I should turn one of the Weasley brothers into an owl instead?"

  "Professor, you 't use Transfiguration to punish students!" Fred protested, standing his ground now that the situation had dragged him in. He could no longer just watch from the sidelines, right!?

  "The term's just begun, and we haven't done anything wro!" Gee chimed in, nudging Eda, urgio think of something to calm down Professonagall.

  Professonagall said, "I didn't realize that the Weasley brothers were so familiar with the school rules. But when you break them, where does all that knowledge go?"

  "ime anything happens, I'll be sure to seek yuidance immediately!" Eda said, quickly admitting fault. If she owned up to it, surely Magall would go easy on her.

  Magall seemed satisfied, nodding in approval. She handed Eda her schedule and turo the twins. "It seems the two of you know the rules well. So the ime you break them, you'll be knowingly itting an offehen, you pack up your things and move to the owlery!"

  Having sorted out Eda, who had acted on her own, and givewins a warning, Professonagall left, pleased. She figured if she could keep Eda and the twins in check, Gryffindht have a real ce at winning the House Cup this year—she was tired of seeing Snape's smug expression.

  "Is she going through menopause or something?" Fred muttered as he watched Magall walk away.

  "She's probably long past that," Gee specuted after a moment.

  "Whether it's Mum or Professonagall," the twins said in unison, looking at Eda, "and Eda, too—women are defierrifying creatures no one predict."

  At noon, Eda headed to the library to catch up oudies. She had fallen behind over the summer and knew she'd have to work even harder this year.

  The twins, along with Lee Jordahe on room with Garlon.

  They po explore the castle with the dog in tow. Their ultimate goal was to raise Garlon and, when he was big enough, take him to challenge Mrs. Norris and give that nasty cat a lesson she'd never fet.

  Garlon, a Labrador, was gentle and not aggressive at all. The twins even had him on a leash, so there wasn't really any danger. Still, Eda had made a muzzle for him, just in case he actally bit someone.

  The twins took Garlon to Hagrid's hut, where Hagrid was very fond of the little dog, and Fang liked him even more. Fa nudging up to Garlon, and if the twins hadn't stopped him in time, Fang would have likely givetle puppy a thh bath from his tongue.

  As they were leaving, Hagrid packed a rge bag of snacks and toys farlohat inally beloo Fang. However, Fang didn't pin at all; in fact, his tail wagged even faster, like a three-speed electri.

  Around 4 p.m., Eda returo the Gryffindor on room with a stack of books. The twins and Lee Jordan were sitting around Garlon, who y motionless on the floor, just like when he was i shop.

  As soon as Eda set down her books, Garlon sprang into her arms, whimpering pitifully.

  Eda noticed a pattern: Garlon usually ignored her, as if she had some strange st, but the moment he felt frightened or upset, he would run straight to her, ging to her for fort.

  Holding Garlon, Eda looked at the twins with a puzzled expression, waiting for their expnation.

  The twins exged a gnce before Fred began, "Well, this afternooook Garong out for a little walk..."

  "Aopped by Hagrid's, where he gave us loads of stuff," Gee added.

  Eda tio stare at them, waiting to see how far they would go with their story.

  "On our way back, eo run into Mrs. Norris."

  "It was basically a head-on enter, and... well, that's what happened," Fred finished.

  Garlon, still whimpering in Eda's arms, clearly hadn't fared well against the battle-hardened Mrs. Norris. The twins had been eager to have Garlon teach Mrs. Norris a lesson one day, but they hadn't expected her to strike first. No wohe poor puppy had run to her for fort—his first fight ended in failure.

  Eda lifted Garlon to i him.

  He wasn't hurt, just seemed to have taken a bit of a beating.

  Pfft~

  Relieved, she sat down in an armchair and begaing him, soothing his wounded spirit. Meanwhile, the twins and Lee Jordan were already plotting reve against Mrs. Norris, but against Filch. After all, they couldly take revenge on a cat, could they?

  The three boys huddled together, whispering and occasionally letting out a mischievous chuckle, clearly having devised a pn to deal with Filch.

  Tomorrow marked the first day of csses, and Eda was full of curiosity about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professlover Cecil. She hoped he would take his position seriously, unlike his predecessors.

  All she wanted was a stable and productive school year after all.

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