Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

After a full hour, the meticulous inspection finally came to an end.

Not only was Rim exhausted physically and mentally, but Lynn and Euphemia, who were performing magic, also had a hard time.

Magic itself is not difficult, but one must always be vigilant against the spontaneous resistance of girls who cannot control their magic power - this is the instinct of the body and the cause of death of many Silent Ones.

Even Newt failed to overcome this hurdle when stripping the Obscurus, resulting in the death of an eight-year-old Obscurus girl.

This was his lifelong regret and also a lesson for Lynn.

But this time, the experience and lessons learned from the senior students did not work.

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“…What on earth is this?”

Feeling the turbulent undercurrent beneath the girl's calm appearance, Lin En was puzzled.

He kept guessing things in his mind, but he denied them one by one.

Euphemia was also very surprised.

In Rem's body, they saw magic that they had never heard of before.

——It's like a lake in a small bucket.

The dark magic power lingered in every corner of her body, even blending into her flesh, blood, skin, and internal organs, just like the magic power that she had released through crying in the village before.

At first, neither Euphemia nor Inès discovered the existence of these magical powers. They lurked hidden in Rim's body, like a sleeping Obscurus.

However, when Lynn discovered its existence, a shocking fact came before his eyes.

This is neither an obscurus nor an obscurus.

In addition to that crazy instinct and restless subconscious, it is also the culprit that causes the deaths of many Silent Ones.

It was like... it was like the real Moss had died at some point in time, leaving behind priceless "remains" sleeping forever in the still young body of Rim.

In the near future, most of it will dissipate over time, but the few that remain will be a precious power that a young wizard will rarely gain in his lifetime.

"Could it be... at the very beginning?" Euphemia asked vaguely.

Lynn shook his head silently, his thoughts going back to half a day ago.

At that time, he had just arrived at the battlefield, and he used the power of Purple Shirt Rune to bind the girl who wanted revenge in place, and then he had close contact and purification.

He was deeply impressed by the erosion and malice that came from magic.

"Maybe it was really at that time?" He lowered his head uncertainly and saw the eyes slowly opening and the strands of hair wet with sweat.

"Am I sick?" The stagnation and tearing feeling in her body increased instead of decreasing, making Rim's face tangled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

She endured the discomfort, stood up and held their hands, "I can endure it..."

The gentle tone didn't sound like he was talking about his own body, but rather like he was caring about others.

"No, you are not sick." Euphemia hugged her. "Although we haven't figured out the cause of the problem yet, you will soon be as healthy as usual, and... receive a magical gift from magic."

Life is indeed like a scale, with gifts after suffering.

But the young and ignorant girl knew nothing about this.

She just felt that her big sister hugging her made her whole body warm, just like...

It's like returning to my mother's arms.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously hugged Euphemia, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

No matter how sensible a child is, she is still a child after all. Compared to magic, what she truly cherishes are her family who have left her forever.

She is unfortunate, and there are many people around the world who have suffered tragic disasters like her.

She was also lucky because too much suffering would only bring destruction, but she was not.

Although this luck carries the weight of life, it is too much for the young girl to bear.

Chapter 231 International Confederation of Wizards

Two days later, Paris.

The International Confederation of Wizards has its headquarters in the city where its first meeting was held for hundreds of years.

It is precisely because of the problem of the headquarters setting that many countries and institutions that once had grievances with the French wizarding world have never joined this international organization that is hidden above the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

For example, representatives from the Liechtenstein Ministry of Magic.

This time, Lin En, who had just returned from Asia, came here specially, not to attend the representative meeting mentioned by several envoys that day, nor to accept the so-called confidentiality law questioning.

He received an invitation from Dumbledore.

The news that the monsters in the Kushan ruins had been completely killed, as reports were passed up the chain of command, alarmed the top brass of the International Confederation of Wizards, who were known for their slowness and rigidity, and forced them to take rare action.

But the "Secrecy Act Incident" that followed made it impossible for them to speak to Lin En, and they could only seek help from the respected old principal, who barely persuaded Lin En, who was busy with something unknown.

As an "appearance fee", a steady stream of supplies were shipped from all over the world and arrived deep in the Hindu Kush Mountains.

The special envoy who went to deal with the on-site affairs changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

——Although from any perspective, this is what Nasir and his friends who have persevered for many years deserve.

Reality is full of absurdity, and Lynn has her own ideas about it.

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The huge building retains the Baroque style that was popular in France in the 17th century, and the walls are covered with romantic paintings.

Grand, gorgeous, luxurious and hedonistic, the preferences of the French aristocracy hundreds of years ago still deeply influence this international intergovernmental organization that has led the wizarding world for hundreds of years.

Walking in the quiet corridor, looking at the gorgeous decorations and the pedestrians walking cautiously, Lin En was very disapproving and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Even though it was they who pushed for the First Class Order of Merlin, he still had no good feelings towards this increasingly aging and rigid bureaucratic organization.

However, having completely different or even opposite ideas and practices is also the basic skill for adults.

When he saw the representatives from various countries who had been waiting for a long time, a warm smile instantly appeared on his face. He was polite and friendly, impeccable in every way.

He sat among the crowd as expected, and under the spotlight, he summarized his previous battle deep in the Kushan ruins in a few words.

It’s not a concealment, but a selective presentation - about 10% of the truth.

No one heard anything, and even if they did, no one would care.

All they cared about was the result - the pile of wreckage that still exuded terrifying magical power even though it had been dead for a long time.

Lynn only showed it for a few seconds, but it was shocking enough.

These representatives from various countries who are specifically responsible for dealing with supernatural matters and creatures are like higher-level Silent People. They may not have any real skills, but their vision is generally acceptable.

Seeing the corpse of this monster that had left everyone helpless, the smiles on their faces became visibly warmer and more friendly.

Hidden beneath the smile is a deep fear.

They desire a world that remains unchanged and prefer leaders like Dumbledore in his later years rather than a new generation of wizards who are energetic, daring and difficult to control.

The trial in Kabul had sounded the alarm for them, but no one cared about the victims of the war, whether Muggles or wizards.

Morality is the greatest luxury for these political animals who have been immersed in the bureaucratic system for many years.

Lin En naturally didn't have any unrealistic fantasies. He just greeted everyone he met with a smile and put forward his new conditions in an unquestionable tone.

On this occasion, no one could haggle with him as they had before.

After all, someone who can destroy monsters will be more difficult to control than the monsters themselves. Even a child understands this.

Soon, the representatives and committee members of various countries left the venue one after another with tacit understanding, and the staff of the Federation began to work busily to arrange the aftermath.

Whether it is the elimination of risks in the Kushan ruins or the follow-up of the Kabul attack, it depends on them who are in charge of the affairs there.

After everyone left the meeting, Lin En calmly sat next to the executive committee member named James and said in a soothing tone:

"It seems that the International Confederation of Wizards' attention to this monster - or these monsters - is not just lip service. This really makes me feel relieved."

This was the person who had insisted on bargaining with Nasir before.

Now, he not only failed to steal the chicken, but also paid a greater price than expected. This made him feel suffocated and angry as he had originally hoped to make a profit from it.

The project to combat supernatural life forms carried out with the help of special funds from the Ministries of Magic of various countries and the Federation Headquarters has long become a way for their department to make money.

This kind of behavior must have happened more than once or twice, but this time it hit a wall.

But he didn't dare to oppose Lin En in person, so he could only force a stiff smile and whispered, "It is our honor to be able to cooperate with such an outstanding young wizard like you."

As he spoke, he saw a staff member walking into the conference room holding a tray full of precious magic materials out of the corner of his eye, which made his cheek twitch unconsciously.

These good things could have been sold for a good price on the black market... As he thought about this, he felt like a knife was stabbing his heart and blood was constantly flowing down.

Lin En took in all these subtle expressions.

After a round of subtle sarcasm and ridicule, seeing that the well-mannered James was about to lose control of his emotions, he smiled as a winner, gathered up the precious magic materials worth thousands of Galleons, and left in a flash.

James was left alone, not knowing how to report to his "partners".

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Putting aside the turmoil of the International Confederation of Wizards, after leaving this magnificent office building, Lynn walked straight to a deep alley and turned into a phantom and went straight to Beauxbatons.

Euphemia had been waiting in the garden-like courtyard for a long time.

As soon as I landed, a cup of tea at just the right temperature was handed to me.

"You spent a lot of time talking to those people, didn't you?"

"Some people always think they are the only smart ones. Just teach them a lesson. Now is not the time."

"The International Confederation of Wizards is rotten to the core and beyond redemption."

"That's something we'll have to ask our ever-wise principal. He likes this kind of stagnation. Perhaps it gives him the illusion that he's still living a hundred years ago."

With a sneer, Lynn drank the tea in the cup, put the cup on the table, and walked towards the castle gate.

"Let's not talk about these unpleasant things. Let's go find Nico and the others."

Cheerful laughter was coming from not far away, and through the decorative flowers and green plants, a peaceful scene appeared before them.

Rim, wearing a princess dress, was playing with the cat Blackie outside the castle gate. Next to her was Ines, who was so frightened that she dared not leave.

Nico and Perenelle were basking in the sun, smiling and whispering to each other, as if they were a couple with a sense of closeness between generations.

Even Madame Maxime, who was always busy at work, took a short break.

"Brother Lin! Sister Fei!"

Seeing the two people appear in her sight, the little girl, who had experienced a new life, called out their names happily and ran over, her smile shining especially brightly in the sun.

In the end, although they had no intention of distrusting Nasir, they still took the homeless little girl away from the war-torn country and kept her in Beauxbatons.

After all, there are only a few people who can help her deal with the mysterious magic like Obscurus in her body, and watching a compatriot who has not even started his journey as a wizard fall into depravity is obviously not the style of Lin En and his companions.

This decision was supported by everyone, including Nico and his wife, who had no children throughout their lives.

Eleven-year-old little Rim is just the right person to add some spice to their peaceful life.

"Good morning, little Rim, are you having fun?"

Lin En bent down and picked up Rim, who was as young as a swallow, with a smile on his face.

Life needs some fairy-tale background to make it less cruel.

At least it should be more beautiful.

Chapter 232 Everything is ready

In just a few days, not to mention medical magic, even the miracle medicine that could cure any disease could not completely cure Rim's years of malnutrition and the mysterious magic in his body.

Although the beautiful environment and comfortable life in Beauxbatons gradually helped her come out of the shadows, it would take a long time - Lynn knew very well that this cheerfulness was largely for their benefit in order to avoid worry.

After playing for just a while, the little girl, who was not very strong, was out of breath and sweating.

"Rim, it's time for us to start today's treatment. Come with me and Perenel?" Euphemia walked forward considerately and picked her up from Lynn's side. Perenel also stood up from the recliner, smiled indulgently, and took out a candy like a magic trick.

"Want to go eat candy with Grandma Flamel, little Rhett?"