My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 4.004. The Despicable Kidnapper

Even with the system and knowing that he was going to Hogwarts to study magic, Lynn's life didn't change much afterward.

Three weeks have passed in a row.

That day, Hermione invited Lynn to go feed the stray cats together.

"Do you think there are any cats in the world that aren't interested in dried fish?" Lynn got tired of feeding them after a while and stood by as a supervisor, watching Hermione happily feed the cats dried fish. At the same time, she was itching to pet them but was hesitant to do so.

He now knew, of course, that the little girl in front of him was Hermione Granger, one of the Saviors.

Sometimes you really have to marvel at how amazing the world is.

"Maybe so. For example, if a cat gets picky about eating premium cat food every day, it might lose interest in dried fish."

Hermione had clearly thought carefully before answering Lynn's question.

Lynn's thoughts wandered, wondering if Professor McGonagall would secretly eat the premium cat food at Hogwarts.

"So tell me... is it really possible for a cat to turn into a beautiful girl and repay a debt of gratitude?"

Forget about the older catgirl; let's just wait for Lynn to repay her kindness in teaching and guiding us.

However, it's not impossible for catgirls to not exist, since no one stipulates that everyone's Animagus must be different.

"What you're saying is getting more and more outrageous! How could such a thing exist?" Hermione turned around and glared at Lynn, feeling that he was making fun of her.

As the two spent more time together, they naturally became more casual in their conversations.

For Lynn, who now has an extreme lack of entertainment options, teasing this somewhat talkative and slightly arrogant girl every day provides almost 80% of the fun in his boring days.

Lynn looked up at the gray London sky, where a few white doves took flight.

He suddenly remembered that before young wizards entered Hogwarts to learn magic and control their own magic, they would more or less experience magical outbursts.

For example, it was through this that he found his current "honest and steady" adoptive father.

Hermione is almost 10 years old now and will probably receive her Hogwarts acceptance letter next year, which means she must have already had at least one magical outburst.

He then looked at Hermione and smiled.

"That's not necessarily true, Hermione. Do you believe in superpowers?"

You can't talk about magic carelessly, even if you're certain the other person will become a little wizard.

But magic can't, but superpowers can.

The young girl was clearly not very cunning. When she heard Lynn's question, her body stiffened noticeably, and then she said with a wandering gaze.

"No way...we're all grown up now, how could we still believe in that kind of thing..."

Ding! Acting skill level 10, activated!

Lynn's expression was somber, much like the messenger who informed the White House of the attack on Pearl Harbor years ago.

"Don't hide it from me, Hermione, you actually... awakened superpowers, right?"

Immediately, Hermione looked at Lynn helplessly, just like a wife whose husband had discovered she was having an affair, and stammered out the confession.

"How...how did you know?"

"Because people with superpowers can sense each other, I could tell you were extraordinary the first time I saw you." Lynn stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked like a hermit master.

"Then why didn't I sense you?" Hermione wasn't a naive girl after all; she figured out the key point.

"Ahem." Unexpectedly, she would have doubts. Caught off guard, Lynn could only cough twice before quickly coming up with a reason.

"Perhaps your superpower is too weak. My superpower is to kill someone named Zhang San. Is your superpower to change someone's name to Zhang San?"

Hermione's attention was diverted by Lynn's ramblings.

"My superpower isn't that amazing." She looked a little ashamed. "I don't know what it does. It's just that once, in a fit of extreme anger, I made the glass in my room disappear. My parents didn't believe I did it."

"So it's precisely because your superpower is unstable and too weak that you can't sense me." Lynn looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, like a melancholy poet. "But this is also a good thing, because that way they won't be able to find you either."

"who are they?"

Hermione has fallen into a trap.

"They are an evil organization," Lynn said seriously. "They specifically target people with superpowers like you and me, then coerce and entice them to work for them. They found me not long ago."

Hermione had already been fooled and was shocked to hear this.

"Then Lynn, what are you doing now...?"

Lynn sighed sadly.

"Although I can kill people named Zhang San, none of them are named Zhang San, so I have no choice but to join them. However, I swore a solemn oath that I would never use my superpowers to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so don't worry, I won't become a bad guy."

"Lynn..." Hermione crossed her two little hands in front of her, looking at him with admiration, feeling that her friend was really great.

"I argued my case and finally got that evil organization to give me two months of vacation every summer. In two months, I will be taken to their headquarters to cooperate with related research."

Hermione, I will do my best to conceal your existence within the organization so that you can continue to live this peaceful and happy life.

Lynn almost believed what he said, and the girl was naturally very moved. She wished she could elope with Lynn on the spot and escape to the ends of the earth to avoid the strife of the world.

"You're so kind, Lynn, but won't you be in danger there? Maybe... maybe we should run away? I secretly saved up some pocket money, about nine pounds and fifteen pence..."

Lynn interrupted Hermione with an air of righteous indignation.

"No need to thank me, Hermione. We're friends, after all. And don't bring up running away again. Not only are they too powerful for us to escape from, but even if we did, what about your parents? What do you think they'd do?"

"Don't worry." Lynn was afraid of scaring the little girl too much, which would backfire.

Then he comforted me, saying, "My superpowers are very useful to them, so they won't hurt me. Besides, I can come back to see you for two months every year, so you don't need to worry. It's just that..."

Seeing that Lynn seemed troubled by something, Hermione wiped away her tears and hurriedly asked.

"But what?"

"But after I leave, there will be no one to take care of the family." Lynn finally revealed his sinister purpose.

"My flowers, windows, floors, and everything else will get covered in dust. It's upsetting to think about it."

Hermione has been completely fooled.

"Lynn, if you trust me, you can leave it to me. I will take good care of your garden after you leave, and I promise to clean your house every week."

"Of course I believe you, we're friends." Lynn's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile as her scheme succeeded.

"Yes! We're friends!"

...

You have gained Hermione Granger's (young) trust and earned the title: The Despicable Kidnapper.

Title: Despicable Kidnapper

[Effect: 1. There is a 50% chance that children under the age of 16 will absolutely believe what you say.]

2. Parents with children under 16 years old will have their favorability towards you halved.

3. When a lie is exposed, you will almost certainly get beaten up!

[Note 1: The title's effects only apply while it is equipped.]

[Note 2: Once effect 1 is successfully activated, effect 3 will still take effect even if the title has been removed.]

[Note: You ask me what the consequences are for abducting minors? Heh, just three high-risk deaths.]

I'm begging for votes, practically begging for them!!!

(End of this chapter)