Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Sometimes the truth is more painful than irony, and Snape fell silent.

He had tried to find Dumbledore more than once, but was rejected every time. Later on, he even clearly felt the headmaster's impatience.

He also knew that the Ministry was reopening its investigation into the attacks and injuries twelve years ago, particularly surrounding Peter Pettigrew, of whom only robes and a finger were found at the crime scene.

Preliminary results indicate that it is not possible to prove that Peter is dead.

But the fire in his heart was still not extinguished.

Lin En knew this very well, but he had no intention of persuading him, nor did he forcibly stop the other party's idea.

"I'm not really interested in how you deal with Blake. Like you said, I don't like this guy at all, but it's best not to use any dirty tricks. Otherwise, it would be a bit mean and easy to be looked down upon."

He yawned lazily, saying everything he wanted to say, then closed his eyes, silently sending the signal to see the guest off.

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Snape left.

He did not leave immediately, but stood there for a moment, and rarely did he bump into the door when he left.

He had a vague feeling that he was completely seen through - the kind that had no secrets.

That's exactly what happened.

Not long after he left, Lin En, who had closed his eyes to rest, stood up, drew out his wand and waved it lightly in front of him: "Expecto Patronus."

A moment later, the nimble fox Patronus hopped out of the wall, ran towards the outside of the castle, and sneaked into the Shrieking Shack without anyone noticing.

Although he had not sat down to talk with Snape many times, they had fought with real swords and guns countless times in school and on the battlefield, so Lynn had a relatively good understanding of his colleague.

He is indeed a man of courage and insight, but he is definitely not broad-minded, and even perfectly matches its antonym.

It would be surprising if he really gave up his calculations against Blake so easily.

Lynn did not rule out this possibility, but he had to take precautions before it happened, such as giving Sirius Black, who had been staying in the Shrieking Shack for a month, a reminder to prevent him from doing anything stupid again.

The incident with the Firebolt and the black market wand fully illustrates his short-sightedness, impulsiveness, and simple-mindedness.

If Regulus hadn't been there, Lynn wouldn't have bothered to even give him a glance, let alone help.

But there is no other way now that things have come to this.

Snape's arrival affected his mood and concentration in research. He was just about to drink a glass of milk and go to bed early to take a long nap, but he heard a knocking sound outside the window.

It was an ordinary little gray owl with a letter tied to its leg with a fiery red emblem printed on it.

When I opened it, I saw only a line of scribbled words on the letter.

【Bellatrix Lestrange is not dead. 】

Lin En calmly handed a handful of owl food to the little gray owl with an Owl Express sign on its chest, and watched it fly away silently until it disappeared from his sight.

"not dead……"

After confirming that the surroundings were safe, he was still not at ease, so he cast a few more protective spells before he frowned and sat down at the desk, tapping the table with his bent fingers one after another.

He found it hard to imagine that someone who had been burned to a char could survive.

This is impossible unless...

"It seems like she really has a soft spot for Noseless."

A small flame ignited in the palm of my hand.

Along with the envelope with the fiery red emblem printed on it, the piece of letter paper with only a few numbers on it twisted and tore in the flames, turning into black ashes and falling into the trash can, leaving no trace.

Chapter 307 Quidditch and Harassment Flies

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday, Quidditch match day, and nothing went wrong during the day.

Due to the intrusion of Dementors and the Hufflepuff team's active application, the previous Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match was postponed to this semester.

Since the score between Ravenclaw and Slytherin was close, and the winning Ravenclaw did not have an advantage in terms of net points, the importance of this match was particularly highlighted.

Gryffindor, who were preparing for the battle, were full of momentum and overwhelmed Hufflepuff, who just went through the pain of reorganizing their championship lineup this year.

As Madam Hooch blew the opening whistle, fourteen players took off at the same time amid warm cheers, and the game began.

In the stands, the outnumbered Hufflepuffs still dominated, turning into a golden and black ocean that almost submerged the stadium.

Lin En also came here as previously agreed and was surrounded by students watching the game.

But this time, he was surrounded not only by little wizards from Hufflepuff, but also by "neutral fans" from Ravenclaw - Luna, Pavla and Penelope.

Their blue scarves stood out against the golden waves, like rocks beneath the waves.

But because of the relationship between Lynn and Boyce, the enthusiastic little badgers didn't say much, but happily accepted them - although Penelope actually supported Gryffindor, where her boyfriend was.

"Professor, since you came back from vacation, it seems that there are no more harassment flies."

Amid the lively shouts, Luna spoke softly.

Because the environment was too noisy, Lin En couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and asked, "You just said you were back from vacation, what happened?"

"I mean! There are fewer harassment flies around you! Almost no more!"

"Oh! I see. I think so too - this is a good thing, right?" Lynn, who finally heard the content, smiled and said, "Have you seen a lot of harassment flies on anyone recently?"

"Who has more..."

Luna frowned, thinking about the people she had met since school started.

"Professor, what exactly is a harassment fly?" Pavla blinked, confused by the conversation between the two. "Why have I never seen one before?"

"The harassment fly is a strange creature that Luna can see but we can't. It should appear on people who are troubled." Lin En explained patiently, "Although it's hard to describe, it's really quite effective. For example, I'm in a good mood right now."

"Oh..." Pavla nodded as if she understood, but was about to speak when she was interrupted by Penelope's scream.

On the field, facing the Hufflepuff team that was almost reorganized, Gryffindor fought more and more courageously and had gradually gained the upper hand in the score. Just now, Angelina Johnson seized the opportunity of Hufflepuff's coordination error and scored another goal.

Compared to the Iron Line that won the championship last year, this year's Hufflepuff is obviously still in the transition and adjustment period, and even with the help of Nimbus 2001, it seems to be insufficient.

This is also the norm for the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup. Few teams can maintain their prosperity for a long time and can only strive to win the championship during a short window of time.

However, the disadvantage in the situation did not affect the enthusiasm of the badgers. They were cheering and watching the competition between the two seekers, especially the first actual combat experience of the Firebolt.

In terms of Quidditch talent, Harry is clearly better than his father, and even better than Charlie.

With the blessing of the Fire Crossbow, it is even more powerful, like the red lightning in the clear sky, dazzling to the eyes and triggering cheers.

Even Cedric would feel the pressure from the talented younger generation.

He could only control his own light wheel and search hard, hoping to catch a chance of victory - although Lin En felt that the success rate was not high.

He was listening to Luna chirping about her observations.

In addition to scaring Pavla, Penelope's shout also stimulated Luna, reminding the little witch of the scene when she visited the Gryffindor common room a few days ago.

At that time, she was going to the boys' dormitory with Ginny and Neville to find Ron's wizard chess set, preparing for a hearty game. As soon as she entered the room, the little girl saw a huge group of harassment flies.

What surprised her even more was that its source was actually a rat.

"I've never seen so many harassment flies on a mouse. Neville said that Ron's little mouse has lived for many years. It's really amazing, isn't it, Professor?"

She said excitedly, then showed a sympathetic look, "It's really pitiful that it's still troubled by harassment flies at such an old age."

"I think so, Luna." Lin En nodded with a smile, "However, human troubles are very different from animal troubles. It is difficult for us to understand them."

He has always admired this funny and clever little girl, although it is undeniable that she often behaves in some bizarre and even eccentric ways, which makes people feel helpless.

She always wanders outside the universal values ​​of the world, like a unique and independent elf.

Especially those wise eyes, they seem to be able to see through everything that ordinary people cannot see through, and play an irreplaceable and important role, even when she herself may not know it.

After a while, as if she sensed Lin's gaze, Luna raised her head curiously: "Professor, what are you looking at? Are these four dolls of mine? If I get two more, I can make a string. Although it's a bit heavy, it's very interesting!"

"You'll be able to get two more soon with your grades, but I suggest you consider other rewards. After all, the more floaters, the better. I think four to six is ​​the limit." Lin En smiled.

"Also, have you had much contact with Ms. Grey? She was also an excellent wizard. You could ask her for more advice."

"Okay, teach... Yeah, the game is over."

Just as he was stunned, the roar like a tsunami drowned out everything. Lin En could only see the little girl's lips opening and closing, "reading" her calm emotion.

Harry Potter used a beautiful, nearly vertical dive to shake off Cedric near the ground and catch the fleeting Golden Snitch.

This was a victory for the performance of the broomstick, and also a Gryffindor victory - so brave that it seemed a little reckless, but it always brought unexpected results.

Even the Hufflepuff stands would be moved.

Lynn looked up and saw Cedric, who was just one step away from victory.

His smile was somewhat helpless and bitter.

Although it was just a win or loss, he knew that his house would probably not have a chance to win the Quidditch Cup this year.

This is the inevitable pain during the transition period of the college team, and we can only wait until the team matures next year before fighting again.

In the crowd that seemed a little depressed but still applauded the winner, Luna pointed at Cedric who was leading the team to thank the audience and said softly, "He has a bunch of harassment flies on him too. Maybe Pavla can go and comfort him."

"Eh?!"

The quiet little witch, who had been keeping out of the matter, suddenly froze in place, pointing at herself and remaining silent.

Lynn thought of the fourth year Ravenclaw in her memory, then looked at the students around her and nodded subconsciously.

"Indeed, maybe I can let Cede practice less. After all, it's a bit too miserable to lose the game and get beaten in the Room of Requirement. Let Doris be alone today... Oh, Boyce, come here quickly, I have something good to talk to you about!"

Soon, there was another poor man in the stands, plagued by harassment horseflies.

Chapter 308 Hagrid's Request for Help

Gryffindor's carnival lasted for most of the day, and the entire Quidditch field was turned into a conspicuous red by the joyful little wizards.

They won a resounding victory and captain Oliver Wood's face was full of joy.

Cedric and his teammates left in a hurry after the thank you ceremony, along with the Hufflepuff classmates who returned to the castle like the ebb tide - the best way to ease the unhappiness was to have a meal together.

Judging from the result, there is actually not much difference from winning the game, except that the atmosphere is a little depressing.

One of the charms of competitive sports is that there are winners and losers. This is true in the Muggle world, and of course the wizarding world is no exception.

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Lynn did not participate in the activities of the little wizards. He just encouraged the team members, gave Cedric a day off, and left with the sad-looking Boyce and Doris.

[Master the skills to deal with stronger and more bizarre enemies] is the annual task he sets for these outstanding students. Different from last year's teamwork, this year he hopes to enhance students' individual abilities.

Therefore, he chose three levels: puppets, five-legged monsters, and obscurus. The latter two were beings he had personally faced during his adventures. He just adjusted the strength of the magic attached to the puppets according to his needs to make it more targeted.

The puppets were at the average level of outstanding Hogwarts graduates, the quintuples were at the level corresponding to rookie Aurors, and the Obscurus was at a level that even well-trained wizards would have difficulty dealing with.

Letting Cedric and Doris fight against these beings that are beyond their current level is a small selfish desire of Lin En - he hopes that his two most talented disciples who are best at actual combat can grow faster and master the power to protect themselves in the uncertain future, especially Cedric.

Rather than a smooth victory, what they need more is the ability to deal with failure, and to defend themselves and evacuate when facing danger - the more talented the wizard, the more likely they are to ignore this point.

Every wizard has his own style and is bound to have his own shortcomings. This is true for Lin En, and these young people who are just starting out are no exception.

Discover problems, solve them, and repeat this cycle until you overcome difficulties and reach a new level.

The less powerful wizards like Boyce, Percy, and Penelope are still at the stage of dealing with five-legged monsters, and the principles are similar.

Under Lynn's guidance and leadership, their hard work can always be transformed into increasingly sophisticated magic.

This is also the reason why, although everyone is complaining, no one wants to give up.

If you work hard, you will get something in return. This kind of fulfilling sense of achievement is something you can’t get most of the time.

The wonderful weekend turned into a hellish training session filled with blood and tears.

But what shocked and left the two even more speechless than the difficulty of the training itself was that Lynn's own training intensity was always several times higher than theirs, and he never rested.

"Is Professor Eric a human? Is he a robot in disguise?"

Boyce made such an exclamation, but Doris wisely chose to pretend not to hear it and watched him being added to another set of training and getting bruised and battered by the five-legged monster.

Of course, he probably wouldn't understand the truth that "the mouth can cause trouble". Even if he did, it would be of no use. After all, it is difficult to change one's nature.

Even after being beaten and before he had time to receive treatment, he was already lying on the cool floor, observing Lin En's training with great interest.