Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Lynn leaned down and gently hugged Euphemia, smelling the slight scent of her hair.

He always liked the feeling of hugging Euphemia from behind like this, peaceful and warm, as if his soul was purified.

"Then take a good rest. You've worked hard."

Euphemia touched the hands wrapped in front of her with a mixture of anger and amusement, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

She felt a sense of accomplishment to be so dependent and close to others, and her voice was a little proud.

"I can't rest." Lynn said sullenly, "There's still a lot to do, isn't there? Ines is still waiting outside."

"Hmm? What is she doing here?"

The alert Miss Fei immediately frowned.

A dangerous atmosphere began to fill the air.

"She wants to study the Ravenclaw crown. Before I came up, she was chatting with old Nico and Madame Maxime." Lin En exhaled gently towards the swan-like slender neck and said leisurely, "If we can't find the matching Eye of Helen, this stubborn lady will come to our door every now and then. She will not give up until she achieves her goal."

The warm breath immediately caused a light blush to appear on Euphemia's cheeks.

“You’re not in good shape again!” She said coquettishly. She didn’t dare to let Lin En touch her from behind. She quickly escaped from the “claws” and tidied her hair in a panic. “No wonder you said I couldn’t rest. I knew it wasn’t that simple.”

"After all, holidays don't mean we can just relax and rest. I'm a little used to it." Lin En took his girlfriend's hand with ease. "There are too many things to do. Only holidays can give us complete time."

"Well, what you said makes sense, our busy man! Then let's go meet her and solve this trouble as soon as possible."

Euphemia snorted softly, then took Lynn's arm and held them tightly together, not caring about the heat.

As for the crystal ball, it had quietly fallen into the pile of test papers on the table, and the napping little rabbit woke up.

It looked at the two people's backs as they walked away side by side, raised its little paws, and scratched its furry face.

The simple brain circuits shaped by magic were completely unable to understand this development.

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"Euphemia! Haven't seen you in a while!"

In the pavilion in the courtyard, Ines, who was drinking coffee, stood up as soon as she saw Euphemia and greeted her cheerfully and warmly.

"Hello, Inès." Euphemia was a little uncomfortable with such enthusiasm and nodded politely. "I heard from Lin En that you helped him a lot. Thank you very much."

"No! I just did my own thing!" Ines scratched her head and smiled brightly.

Nico and Madame Maxime also greeted with a smile, making room for two people.

After some pleasantries, Madame Maxime said goodbye at the right time, and Inès finally found the opportunity to ask a little stiffly: "Lynn said that we can use the summer vacation to try to find Helen's Eye. I wonder if there are any clues?"

Euphemia raised her eyebrows, looked at Lin En who looked calm, and immediately understood his intention.

"We do have clues, but we can't confirm them completely. Besides, it's a very dangerous place - maybe there is a monster similar to the one you just killed."

She crossed her fingers and told the story of the Kushan ruins far away in Central Asia.

Four years ago, in that medieval ruins deep underground, these fledgling creatures endured a life-and-death ordeal.

And in the mausoleum at the deepest part of the ruins, there seems to be a gem of Helen's Eye placed among mountains of rare treasures.

As time passed, the dusty ruins returned to the center of sight again, along with the mysterious First Class Order of Merlin.

Chapter 214 Medals and Monsters

The Order of Merlin is one of the most important honors in the wizarding world.

Its birth is inseparable from a legendary figure in the magical world since the Middle Ages.

The legendary wizard Merlin, who is said to have lived for hundreds of years and is one of the creators of King Arthur's epic.

He and his Order of Merlin are said to have been active from the beginning of the Middle Ages in the late fifth century until the thirteenth century, when witch-hunting reached a point of no return.

It can be said that this great wizard is the banner of the modern magical world and is also recognized as the most powerful wizard in the Middle Ages.

There are even rumors that the four founders of Hogwarts have benefited from this ancient legend to some extent.

Unfortunately, the long Dark Ages destroyed too much information and documents, and more stories about him and the Order of Merlin have long been beyond the scope of magical history research. Just like the deeds of the four legendary wizards who founded Hogwarts, they have become a historical mystery.

But to this day, the Knights of Merlin's name still exists - although it has become an honorary title - and continues the ideals of its founder Merlin, working to protect the wizarding world and ensure harmonious coexistence between wizards and Muggles.

For this reason, this honor is not limited to the British Isles, but is funded and coordinated by the International Confederation of Wizards, entrusted to the Wizengamot Council for management, and awarded to wizards who have made outstanding contributions worldwide.

Although it is undeniable that this award has been questioned in recent years due to the involvement of fame-seeking people such as Cornelius Fudge, it is still the most recognized award in the mainstream wizarding world.

Each level of the Order of Merlin will be awarded to outstanding wizards who have made contributions at different levels.

The third-class Order of Merlin with a white ribbon is used to honor wizards who have made achievements in the fields of knowledge and culture. There are relatively many of them, with about dozens of them awarded each year and scattered around the world.

The second-level medal with a purple ribbon is used to highlight outstanding contributions in one's professional field and achievements that have profoundly influenced the development of wizarding society. A typical winner is Newt Scamander, the most outstanding magical biologist of the 20th century. In the past five years, only two British wizards have received this honor, one of whom is Damocles Belby, who designed the wolfsbane potion.

As for the First Class Medal with a Green Ribbon, this highest honor in the wizarding world will only be awarded to wizards who can influence the entire magical world and have made great achievements with extraordinary courage, will and ability - although Cornelius Fudge's winning of the award seriously lowered the value of this award and was criticized in various countries.

Alongside him and Peter Pettigrew, who was posthumously awarded the medal, Lynn is the only British wizard to receive the honor since 1981.

His winning of the award caused a very heated discussion that year - not because of his legendary deeds, but because his award was entirely based on the strong recommendation of the International Confederation of Wizards, but the reason for the award was kept highly confidential, and even Fudge, the recommender, was not aware of it.

Inès, who always paid close attention to outstanding wizards from all over the world, naturally knew about this and was also curious. When she saw Euphemia bring it up, she immediately pricked up her ears, her heart and eyes full of curiosity.

"Could it be that Lynn's medal is related to the monster in this ruin?" she asked excitedly, with a gleam in her eyes.

"Let him tell you then." Euphemia nodded lazily and picked up the teacup silently.

Lin En couldn't resist Ines' eager look, and whispered, "It's okay for me to say this. In fact, this medal should have been awarded to Euphemia at the same time, because we accomplished it together, but the person in charge at the time wanted to reduce the impact."

He glanced at Euphemia with a hint of apology, and she waved her hand indifferently.

With her cold personality, she would never care about such external things.

"What happened there?" Inès asked impatiently, "Is it a monster more terrible than Les?"

"That's not entirely true, Ines," Lynn said. "Strictly speaking, that monster's style is completely different from Les."

"It's more like a weird guy who turned the cage into his own territory. I can be sure that the ruins themselves were designed by ancient wizards to seal it." He looked at Inès with certainty.

Inès' eyes widened: "Turning the cage into your own territory? Isn't that dangerous?"

“That’s why I got the First Class Order of Merlin.” Lin En tilted his head. “It’s at least more dangerous than when I dealt with the noseless old man. There are weird magics everywhere - but the result is not bad. After all, we temporarily repaired the seal and blocked it inside.”

"Every failure makes you wiser. Since then, he has developed a habit of exploring the ruins from the outside to the inside, and eliminating all possible risks before going deeper." Euphemia said jokingly, her fingertips lightly resting on Lin En's neck.

There is a very shallow scar there, which is very inconspicuous, but it always feels a little itchy when you touch it.

Lynn shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, causing Old Nico to laugh. Inès also noticed something.

"Your scar...was from that time?"

The scar that even Lin En couldn't erase must have been caused by a serious injury, most likely caused by powerful black magic.

"Don't be like that, it's just a minor injury." Lynn laughed and grabbed Euphemia's mischievous hand. "It was indeed a trick I got into at that time. It's a bit like Snape's magic, but it's not fatal."

He thought about the situation at that time and nodded subconsciously. It was indeed not fatal, but there was a little more bleeding.

"If you want to find the Eye of Helen, we probably have to go there first. On the one hand, we can find the gemstone, and on the other hand... now that we have the means to kill those monsters, it's time to settle accounts with this sealed guy."

Euphemia said in a calm tone, her bright eyes revealing murderous intent.

In the middle of summer, the surrounding environment suddenly cooled down, as if entering a cold storage.

Inès was so frightened that her whole body shuddered, like a little lamb being targeted by its natural enemy, she instinctively shrank back and feared.

Fortunately, it was only a short moment, and Euphemia calmed down and sat beside Lynn, looking reserved and quiet, as if the appearance just now was just an illusion of Inès.

Under the round table, Lin En was holding her hand and gently patting the back of her hand to calm her restless emotions.

"That's it anyway. If you think it's okay, just wait for a while. I'll ask a few friends who are good at ruins exploration to go with us." After comforting his girlfriend who was scary when she got angry, Lynn looked at Inès.

"Of course I would, what do you need me to do?"

"There is nothing that must be done, there are only two requirements."

Lynn held up two fingers.

"First, because it is very dangerous, you must follow our instructions throughout the process and cannot act on your own."

"As for the second one..." He took out a badge with a six-pointed star printed on it from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This event is strictly confidential. Can you promise not to disclose any information to the outside world?"

His gaze was not aggressive, but full of scrutiny and exploration.

"Gudu..."

Inès swallowed and looked around. Euphemia and Nico Flamel were both looking at her calmly.

"Am I... involved in something big?"

There seems to be light flowing on the surface of the hexagram badge on the table, exuding an inexplicable temptation.

Chapter 215 Stargazer's Ace

The enthusiastic Madame Maxime quickly vacated an empty room in Beauxbatons Castle for Inès to stay.

The unique scenery of the Pyrenees Mountains is novel to the witch who has lived in South America since childhood.

During the day, he visited and rested inside and outside the campus. When he felt like it, he studied the broken crown with old Nico, who was excited about the sight of an adventure. Several days passed quickly like this.

Ines, whose physical and mental fatigue caused by tracking Les was greatly relieved, seemed to be reluctant to leave - this place was more to her liking than Castrobusa in the rain forest.

But her enjoyment did not last for a few days. To be more precise, it ended just as it began.

Early that morning, Lynn and Euphemia, who were on vacation in Birmingham, came together, followed by a few figures that she didn't recognize but looked familiar.

She had originally planned to go up the mountain to breathe some fresh air, but she immediately understood why they were there.

"…Looks like my vacation is over."

"That's true, little girl." Nicolas Flamel, who was doing morning exercises, said with a smile, "But you are always welcome to come to Beauxbatons to chat with me."

The childish old man made a friendly invitation, and Inès smiled knowingly.

"Of course, I'll come often." She waved without looking back, and greeted Lin En and his friends who had no intention of staying, and turned into phantoms and left quickly with them.

High up in the castle, Madame Maxime sat in front of the French window in silence.

Nicolas Flamel stretched his slightly stiff body and walked towards the castle.

The morning exercise plan probably has to be put on hold for now.

"Rowena Ravenclaw's Golden Crown...it's quite a challenging job."

He muttered vaguely and walked slowly underground into his alchemy studio.

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Lynn's private residence, Birmingham.

The four people who were behaving casually sat in various places in the living room, which made Ines seem a little restrained.

"Brian Johnson, nice to meet you. Leave the fighting to me."

The tall Auror took a big sip from a cup of strong tea and raised his head in satisfaction.

"Victor Roman, be casual. We all know you. You are a famous curse expert in South America. Lin En has praised your achievements to us many times."

The unkempt explorer threw away an unattractive orange and spoke enthusiastically and in a very friendly manner.

"Sonia Prince, welcome to join us. We met once three years ago. You played an indispensable role in the elimination of that group of werewolf bandits."

The proud witch was brief and to the point, neither cold nor enthusiastic, and seemed even more dull than Euphemia.

"Amanda Sever, be casual. Since we are going to explore the ruins together, we should get a little familiar with each other first - although Lynn and Fei will always take care of everything."

The therapist who was chatting with Euphemia said with a smile, her tone gentle, but her eyes revealed a little cunning, and she always spoke in a half-joking tone.

As she spoke, she was playing with her long flaxen hair, and from time to time she glanced at Lin En who was busy doing something in the study.

Listening to these familiar names, the faces matched the memories in my mind.

Ines was secretly amazed in her heart. Each of the four people present was a wizard who was not inferior to her if picked out individually. She didn't expect that they would get together.

But she was not stage-frightened. Instead, she stepped forward with a smile and said, "Hello, I'm Ines Garcia. I'm very happy to participate in this exploration. Please give me your guidance."

Before he could finish his words, there was a "bang" and the fireplace in the study was lit up with flames. The slightly plump wizard stumbled out of it, his footing was not stable and he almost fell.