Days passed as normal. Hermanonie and Maldono learned new things and excelled in class. Harry and Frognal still couldn't read. Harry asked Ghosty to help teach him, but Ghosty was a ghost and they had no need to read anything. This was not helpful. Harry was too embarrassed to ask anyone else for help.

"Potter!" A voice whispered.

"Yes? Father is that you?" Harry asked, confused.

"No, it's me. Professor DoorMatDoor, I'm on the floor. I have transformed into an ant." The voice said.

"Hello Professor Ant, I am Harry," Harry replied.

"Close enough. Now, Potter, I have misplaced my jar of dirt. I need your help. Find it and bring it to me in my room. It's the room with a 'D' on it." He said.

"I don't know where it is but okay I will find it." Harry said.

The ant disappeared and Harry had a new task. Harry would ask Frognal for his help when he got back from his walk.