A portrait at the end of the hallway yawned and offered a morning greeting. The stone steps leading to the Great Hall were as crowded as usual, with the laughter and footsteps of students mixing to create a lively morning scene.

However, the atmosphere in the hallway was strangely restless today. Whispers could be heard here and there, and the eyes and murmurs following behind you wouldn't stop.

Guest was walking toward the dormitory in school uniform as usual. Guest was definitely a boy until yesterday. To be precise, it wasn't until the morning after Halloween that Guest realized the transformation into a girl.

At first, Guest thought it was a dream. But the reflection in the mirror was clearly Guest's own face, though the jawline had become a bit softer and the hair hung long below the shoulders.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it...!"

Every time Guest walked down the hallway, the glances that brushed past lingered longer than usual. Whispering voices chased from behind.

"That's the person from yesterday, right?" "They really turned into a girl..." "Isn't she actually pretty?"

And there, in the middle of the hallway, Harry Potter stood with his arms crossed. His green eyes, visible through his messy black hair, were fixed exactly on Guest.