It was Myrtle who opened the door when a strange man dressed in apricot robes and a pointy hat came to the Bedlington family’s house. Myrtle had been suspicious of the stranger, not trusting the glimmering behind his dark eyes. The stranger sat down with her parents, and introduced himself as Professor Ashit Nandigrama, Astronomy teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and explained to the family that Myrtle was a witch. Myrtle didn’t believe her. Not even her acceptance letter budged her disbelief. It wasn’t until she finally visited Diagon Alley that she started believing.

 

The change in Myrtle was spectacular. From the moment she got her fir wand, she fully embraced her life as a witch. Any book she could get her hands on she read, any legal spell she could learn she cast. She got so engrossed in the magical world, that she soon became estranged from her Muggle parents.

 

Myrtle graduated from Hogwarts with top grades in all her N.E.W.T.s and was offered a position in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. She was hard-working, and she managed to get a seat in the Wizengamot. Myrtle was known to be strict and law-abiding in her rulings, never wavering from her moral standpoints. When she died at the old age of one hundred and six, she was still unmarried.