Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

With each breath, the rise and fall of his chest matched the rhythm of the magic power, like the surge of the sea tide.

The spiritual world that was damaged by rescuing the Longbottoms slowly recovered, leaving only the last corner.

The slightly languid magic power and aura were slowly and steadily recovering in the ebb and flow of the tide.

Euphemia, who didn't understand the principles of this magic, was afraid of disturbing the two people, so she didn't dare to breathe heavily. She stared with her big eyes, her face full of tension and anticipation.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes.

When the light faded, everything returned to calm, and Helga's solid soul also faded a little, with fatigue and weariness revealed between her brows.

The pale white body between ghost, soul and entity is like a bottomless pit.

The magic gem made by Nicolas Flamel himself dimmed by 60 to 70 percent in an instant, and the vast magic power in her body was like a river flowing into the sea, and it was difficult to see how much effect it had.

"I'll take a rest first."

Before she finished her words, her figure completely disappeared and turned into the halo on the cover of the notebook again, disappearing into the invisible.

Lin En also opened his eyes again, looking a little depressed.

Euphemia immediately came over anxiously: "Is it not fully recovered? Or is there something wrong with the magic?"

"...It really didn't achieve the full effect." Lin En whispered. Euphemia was anxious and was about to comfort him, but she saw the corners of his mouth raised and his tone became leisurely. "I originally thought that I could take this opportunity to break it down and then rebuild it like Frank and the others, and increase some magic power, but it's still not enough."

"You-you scared me again!"

The fist filled with strength was raised high, and then landed on Lin En's shoulder neither lightly nor heavily.

Euphemia stared at him reproachfully.

"It's just a joke, don't be angry." Lin En held his girlfriend's hand flatteringly, "You just look cute like this."

"Hmph...then tell me, what's the matter with you being [same as Frank and the others]?"

"Well... ahem! Haven't I been studying the soul-repairing magic that Rune and Voldemort gave me in the past half month? I have gained some experience."

"That's it?" Miss Fei looked at him suspiciously, "Nothing else? Why don't I think that just doing these things would make Helga so tired?"

She was acutely aware of the problem.

"Well... there's another small attempt - you know my conjecture, that magic that can't destroy the soul will eventually make it more powerful." Lin En scratched his head.

"So you and she are trying to break it down before you build it up?"

"...Yes, but it's just a small attempt. Frank and the others are special cases after all. It's okay to treat it as a normal exercise, but it's impossible to take it to a higher level."

"Who told you about magic? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Euphemia was still furious. She shook off Lin En's hand and asked angrily, "Is this what you told me about being inseparable? I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"I--"

"Don't be angry. He asked me to keep it a secret because he was afraid that you would be worried. Otherwise, you must have been unable to eat or sleep for more than half a month, right?"

At the critical moment, it was Helga who stepped forward, and her soft voice slightly suppressed her anger.

"...No."

Euphemia blushed and turned her back hastily.

"Rowana is right. You two are indeed interesting." Helga said slowly, "I don't believe in the magic of love, but a close and deep relationship is indeed a catalyst for magic. I agree with what Headmaster Dumbledore said."

"Just speak for him, Helga!" Euphemia was a little overwhelmed, and her anger had mostly subsided. She hit Lin En again, "If I find out that you did these things without telling me, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!"

“No, no, I’ve learned my lesson.” Lin En said with a smile in the tone of coaxing a child.

"Tsk... I don't want to bother with you. Go make dinner yourself! I'm going to Beauxbatons now and will be back tomorrow!"

"Hey, you..."

"I'm going to check on Nico's progress, and give you a chance to reflect on yourself!"

The aloof Miss Fei walked towards the study, and her long hair swung, just sliding past Lin En, making him feel itchy.

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"I've finished the show with you, what's the matter?"

After Euphemia left through the Floo Network, Helga, who had cooperated with Lin En from beginning to end, breathed a sigh of relief and asked leisurely.

Lin En's expression also changed from astonishment to calmness. He picked up the gold cup and notebook from the table and nodded, "I want to ask you and Rowena to do me a favor, but it might be a little dangerous. So it's better not to let her know in advance."

In the blink of an eye, Rowena's crown and Salazar's locket were also placed on the table, as well as the golden dagger left by Herbo.

In the middle is Lynn's own spellbook.

Helga's expression gradually became serious.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to try to use these magic items to complete my world tree and find the way forward for Rune."

Lynn stared at her and spoke word by word.

Chapter 541 Three Teachers

"Are you crazy?"

Helga looked back without showing any weakness, her beautiful eyes full of surprise and resistance.

"I'm clear-headed, Helga. This may be a way to increase our trump cards for the future. Recently, Gellert and I have had a bad feeling."

"I don't think this is a way. Even if it is, it's a dead end." Helga said seriously, "You can use the magic of any one of us at the same time, or use multiple magics at the same time, but to absorb and contain multiple magics at the same time, the rejection alone can kill you - even if you have that magical yew tree."

Seeing that Lin En was unmoved, she emphasized, "Even the magic power of your companions will bring you a great burden. We are not comparable to them."

"I understand, Helga." Lynn nodded, "Don't get excited, this is exactly why I came to you and Rowena."

He picked up the golden cup and crown that had been with him the longest, and said calmly, "With you here, we can terminate the experiment at any time and minimize the harm. This is worth a try."

"…Why do you have to take this risk? I don't see the necessity of doing so. Whether it's that Slytherin's descendant or those monsters, they probably don't pose such a big threat. Besides, you are not alone."

"That's the common sense, Helga." Lynn didn't refute, but nodded, "But you forgot that Voldemort is a madman. Madmen can't be judged by common sense, especially a smart and cruel madman."

"Did you think of something?" Helga asked.

"We can analyze the current situation."

Lin En calmly took out a world map, which was covered with hundreds of red crosses, most of which were concentrated in North America and Europe, and the rest were scattered in Africa and Asia.

"According to intelligence from the front, Leviathan's core is still paralyzed today. This means that the octopus monster has either given up on the organization or lost the ability to lead it and can only passively take the beating."

"Could it be that he was injured too badly and was afraid of being discovered by you and being besieged?"

"We can't rule out this possibility, but it's not important because it won't affect what happens next." Lynn said, pointing his finger at the almost blank British Isles. "They withdrew most of their bases in the UK decades ago. The only one was removed by Dumbledore himself two weeks ago, but the incidents this month haven't decreased. With the entire Leviathan paralyzed, there is only one reason."

"The only one who can find so many capable wizards and make them obey orders is probably Leviathan. However, the orders they accept may not come from Leviathan, so it is obvious who orders them." Helga said.

"Regardless of what happened between Voldemort and these monsters, we have to be prepared - he likes to think the worst of everything, and coincidentally, so do I."

Lin En pointed to his chest and said, "I have to prepare for the worst, which is to deal with these two difficult guys alone and kill them."

"...Lin, are you serious?" Helga looked at him in disbelief, "This is--"

"I know no one has ever done it in history, including you, Godric Gryffindor, and Dumbledore." Lynn had expected this and said with a smile, "But I think I can give it a try. If it really goes as expected - I need your and Rowena's wisdom, you must help me."

After he said the last word, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, leaving only unquestionable toughness.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, and Helga finally looked away first.

She sighed: "Sometimes, you are indeed different from me, but somewhat similar to those three."

"There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, but no matter what, besides Fei, you must be one of the people I trust the most, even though we haven't been together for long," said Lin En.

Helga said nothing, waiting for his next words.

Lin En slowly raised three fingers and said in a deep voice: "Many people have taught me, but there are only three people who I can regard as real teachers."

"The first one is Pomona Sprout, she led me on the path of magic and made me a real wizard. She is my guide."

"The second one is Nicolas Flamel. He taught me a lot of priceless knowledge and made me understand how to become an outstanding wizard. He is my teacher."

"As for the third one, it's you without a doubt." Lin En retracted his last finger and said sincerely, "As you said, we are not exactly the same, but we are indeed on the same magical path. I inherited the mantle and philosophy that you pioneered a thousand years ago."

"Although I know you are playing the emotional card with me, I am very happy to hear this, child." Helga pursed her lips, "You are my heir, and nothing will change this."

"I believe this too, and now, I and the entire wizarding world need your help, teacher."

Lynn lowered her head again.

After a long silence, Helga smiled bitterly and said, "Now that you've said this, how can I refuse? Just tell me how you need me and Rowena to help you."

"I knew you wouldn't just sit there and do nothing." Lin En smiled and softened his tone. "There's no rush. We still have to wait for the two guests. We can talk after they leave. Judging by the time, they should be rushing over from home."

"Guests? I didn't hear Euphemia say—"

"dong dong dong"

The suspicion in Helga's eyes had not yet solidified, and just as she spoke, there was a knock on the door from the entrance.

She was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Has anyone ever told me that you are acting a bit like Dumbledore? Is there anything in this world that you can't predict?"

"There are many," Lin En stood up and walked out the door, "For example, how Fei will get angry with me after knowing all this. I'm sorry, but you have to reply to the notebook for a while."

Before he finished speaking, the treasures on the table disappeared without a trace, leaving only Helga's own notebook.

The gentle founder did not feel offended. He watched Lin En walk towards the door as if he was watching his own rebellious nephew, and then turned into strands of silver threads and returned to the notebook. He then controlled the notebook to fly to the bookshelf and blended in perfectly.

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The guests were Frank and Alice, who had just been discharged from the hospital that morning.

After settling their family affairs, they rushed here without stopping, without even bringing their son with them.

As soon as Frank saw Lynn's profile through the crack in the door, he couldn't wait to reach out, push the door open, and squeeze in.

"It seems that you have finished your work. Alice and I were thinking about it at about the same time." He smiled and said, "Let me guess. It must be related to Azkaban, right?"

"You're still sharp, Frank." Lynn also smiled. "You should go back to being an Auror. Both you and your wife should."

"I think so too. It's a pity that the Ministry of Magic won't let us go back so easily." Alice said, "But Frank is not the type to sit idle. Look, he wanted to ask you if you have anything to do right after he was discharged from the hospital."

"I guess so, and it's not just Frank. You definitely don't want to stay at home all the time, right?" Lynn looked at her with a smile.

The personalities of this couple can be said to be exactly the same.

After a pause, he took out a letter.

"This is a letter Amelia asked me to pass on. She's been very busy lately, but she still gave it to me when we last met. She needs your help."

"That's really good news," Frank said.

"It's still a long way to go." Lin En raised the corner of his mouth, "I have prepared a big gift for you." He flipped his wrist and a note appeared in his palm, "Go to the place above, I promise you will be satisfied, and then go find Amelia, you will definitely be of great use."

Chapter 542: Drink from the Golden Cup

Bellatrix Lestrange ended her short and ugly life, like her husband, turning into ashes in the flames and then drifting away in the wind.

The next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom returned to the Ministry of Magic amidst everyone's surprised gazes.

Before the drunken Fudge even had time to react, the Auror team welcomed back their former hero. Reporters from the Daily Prophet were also ready, and the news was published in the newspaper that day and spread throughout the streets.

In just three days, the Auror couple who had returned to the underworld had turned the previously stagnant but turbulent underground world upside down.

Rather than leading to decline, more than a decade of bed rest has led to a transformation from destruction to reconstruction.

The dark wizards in the temporary dungeon of the Ministry of Magic have proved their powerful strength and fierce means with their freedom. Azkaban will also welcome a large number of new prisoners.

All of these were ultimately regarded as the achievements of the Department of Enforcement, forming an increasingly stark contrast with the often-criticized Fudge and the top brass of the Ministry of Magic, and making Fudge increasingly anxious.

Finally, on the night before the deadline for the Azkaban guard changeover, he walked into Hogwarts Castle again.

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"Lynn is indeed in school, but he's exercising outside right now. I'm afraid we'll have to wait for a while. Connelly, do you mind chatting with me first?"

In the warm headmaster's office, Dumbledore said softly as he watched the Phoenix Patronus moving further away.

"Of course I don't mind. In fact, I would like to talk to you first, Albus." Fudge smiled. "Every time I communicate with you, I can gain something."

"Then I'm truly honored. But this bottle of wine looks like you prepared it specially for Lynn, right?" Dumbledore looked at him teasingly, his blue eyes blinking behind the half-moon lenses, like a mischievous old boy.