Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"He never misremembers anything," said Ron flatly.

Hermione also shook her head, "He didn't have to tell us false news, did he?"

"...That's right." Thinking of Lynn's identity and past, Harry nodded dejectedly, "The clue is broken."

"No, the clues are not broken." Hermione held up her white and tender fingers and waved them in front of Harry's eyes. "Just because Professor Eric doesn't know doesn't mean no one knows. For example..."

"Like ghosts!" said Ron excitedly, jumping up from the sofa.

Chapter 55 Percy's Troubles

"Damn Percy, he's only thinking about his future as student union president!"

In the crowded corridor, Ron, who had just had points deducted by his third brother, was furious.

Not long ago, the three young wizards found the site of the previous attack, but all traces had been completely erased - except for a burnt mark.

They can only reconstruct the scene of that day based on their memory.

Fortunately, the three young men had good memories.

They found Myrtle's bathroom and met her.

Unfortunately, nothing came of it.

This ghost who cries all day long is difficult to talk to.

To make matters worse, just a few steps out of the bathroom, they saw Filch, the increasingly moody janitor, walking towards them from a distance.

While fleeing in panic, they met Percy, who was patrolling on behalf of Professor McGonagall, at a corner of a corridor.

Then...honest Ron was deducted five points by his class leader.

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Myrtle's clues are temporarily interrupted.

The three people who were unwilling to give up the investigation could only look for ghosts in the castle and find out the situation.

But found nothing.

Most ghosts don't pay attention to this.

The world of the dead is completely different from that of the living.

For many days, I had no clue.

They were running around like headless flies and couldn't find anything suspicious, but instead the relationship between Ron and Percy became more tense.

But Percy didn't have the energy to discipline his younger brother for the time being. Most of his attention was either on the work assigned by Lynn or on his sister Ginny who was gradually recovering.

Even when he and Doris were counting the names of the Stargazers Club, he was distracted and dropped a reply letter in a panic.

"Are you afraid of that message?" Doris smiled mischievously, "Don't worry, you are a pure blood. The professor and I haven't said anything."

"I'm not scared! I'm just..." Percy stopped talking mid-sentence.

His face turned as red as his hair. "The professor's club is going to have a party at the end of the month, so hurry up and get some work done."

"Oh——" Doris drew out the last word and looked over teasingly.

Lynn, who was busy writing and drawing, turned around and said, "Doris, stop teasing Percy. He's having a hard time lately. His brother has complained to me."

"Ron...he's just like Fred and George! Can't he set a good example for Ginny!" Percy said angrily.

"Percy, you actually care about your family very much." Lynn put down the quill. "Sometimes you can pay more attention to the way you treat your family, just like when you treat the younger students. You are family, there is no need to make things so awkward."

"Professor, I..." Percy hesitated.

Doris agreed, saying, "If I had a brother, I wouldn't want him to chase me around and say things like 'You broke the school rules again.'"

"A little advice," Lynn handed over a brand new quill, "Look more at the good qualities of your family. By the way, I've noticed that you haven't been grading papers smoothly lately, so don't skimp on your studies."

"...Thank you." Percy took it with a red face, put away his old one, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry for the expense."

The Weasleys' pride was as strong as ever.

"Is this work loss?" Doris considerately helped him out and spread out her palms. "I also graded a lot of papers, professor~!"

"Yes, work loss." Lynn said fondly, "I would be happier if you could be as efficient as Percy, Doris. By the way, I have prepared new magic for club activities."

"I'm different from him!" Doris snatched the quill with a wicked smile and ran out the door. "Don't forget our reward. I saw the results of the magic translation test!"

The figure disappeared, leaving only the crisp laughter.

She is a proud and somewhat strong witch, but she also has a considerate side in front of recognized teachers and friends.

She knew Percy had something else to say and she wasn't in a position to be there.

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Percy was visibly relieved when Doris left.

Putting down the list in his hand, he slowly expressed his concerns: "Professor, I think Ginny's recent state is not quite right."

"Oh? Hasn't her health recovered a little recently? That's a good thing." Lin En pretended to be ignorant.

"That's not entirely true, Professor." Percy pulled out a metal rune. "Last month, I used the Peso rune you gave me to help her calm her spirit, and I sensed a strange aura at the time. Now it's gone."

Lin En pondered and said, "Disappeared... What do you want to do?"

"I want to take her to Madam Pomfrey for a checkup, but she bursts into tears whenever she hears about this. I have no choice but to ask you for advice."

Percy looked struggling, he vaguely felt that his sister seemed to be involved in the attack.

"Do you want more people to know about this, Percy? To have your sister exposed like your brother and his friends?" Lynn asked.

Percy didn't hesitate: "Of course not, Professor."

"You're a good brother, Percy." Lynn said with a smile, "At least this is a good thing for Ginny, you should be happy."

"But I'm worried about something going wrong and affecting Ginny, she's only a first year."

"Your little brother is investigating the matter, Percy. You've focused too much on Ginny and ignored Ron. The three of them were eyewitnesses to the attack, and they've been the subject of much discussion lately."

Lynn handed over a roll of parchment with Ron's homework on it.

The handwriting was messy, obviously absent-minded.

"Then what should I do?"

Percy looked a little shaken.

Even though he was hurt by his brother's words not long ago and he also had the responsibilities of a class monitor, he didn't want anything to happen to his relatives.

He is indeed ambitious and seeks power, which may even cause him to turn against his family in the future, but at least he is not like that now.

"Give him some care as a brother, and... support as a prefect?" Lynn said meaningfully, "Dumbledore trusts them very much, just like I trust you three."

"Dun...! What do you mean?!" Percy's eyes widened.

"You need to figure it out on your own," Lin En said with a smile, "but I think you can do a lot in a different capacity."

"I……"

"It's almost time for you to go eat."

Seeing Percy's dilemma, Lynn pointed at the wall clock and reminded him.

Percy stood up stiffly to say goodbye, but stopped at the door.

His throat trembled slightly and he wanted to speak several times, but in the end he remained silent.

Just as he was about to leave, Lynn's voice came from behind him.

"You are neither Bill nor Charlie, you are Percy." Lynn's words were full of encouragement, "Be yourself."

"…Thank you, Professor."

Percy's body was shaking a little, and his words became muffled.

After saying this, he hurried away.

"By the way, I need someone to handle the daily affairs of the club and keep in touch with every member."

Lynn's words drifted slowly through the corridor.

Chapter 56 Tracking

After the lights were turned off that day, the trio continued their investigation.

Wearing Harry's Invisibility Cloak, they searched everywhere.

"Percy's been acting strange these past few days," Ron muttered.

Harry wondered, "Didn't he bring us a pie yesterday? It was quite delicious."

"That's why it's strange." Ron raised his finger. "He never does this. I wonder if there's some conspiracy."

"Can't you be a little kinder to your brother, Ron?" said Hermione unhappily. She respected Percy very much.

"Shh... keep your voice down. Filch has very sharp ears." Harry lowered his voice quickly. "Look who's over there?"

Following Harry's fingertips, the three saw a tall figure walking hurriedly towards the top of the castle, holding a roll of thick-looking parchment in his hand.

"It's Professor Eric!" Hermione blurted out.

He didn't wear his usual clothes today, but a pure black wizard robe, which was very simple.

"His office is on the second floor, and this is already the fifth floor. What is he doing here so late?"

Harry was a little anxious. After many days of fruitless efforts, he was now suspicious of everyone he looked at.

"You don't doubt Uncle Eric, do you? He is..." Ron retorted subconsciously, but Harry covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down, Ron." He looked at Lynn nervously. The other party seemed to have heard something and turned his head to look, which made him particularly nervous.

But soon, Lynn, unaware, walked up the stairs.

"He's Uncle Eric!" Ron shouted anxiously until Lynn walked a long way away.

"I know," Harry tried to calm his friend, "I know Professor Eric is very kind to us, but don't you think he is very abnormal today? He hardly goes upstairs."

"But that's no reason to stalk the professor," Hermione said calmly, "He's a Muggle-born like me, so he can't be the heir of Slytherin."

"But he didn't show up on Halloween either." Harry whispered, his words sincere, "We don't doubt the professor, we just rule out this possibility. After all, we can't judge a person by his appearance. Think about Quirrell and Lockhart."

Hermione frowned and remained silent.

Under Lynn's influence, she soon came to realize Lockhart's superficiality.

But she felt conflicted when she thought about following the professor who had always taken care of her and helped her, and who had never been too proud of himself.

The weather, which had been exceptionally cold since October, became even chillier at night, and the three of them soon felt stiff all over.

Harry's attitude was very firm. He pulled his hesitant friend over and quickly chased after Lynn upstairs.

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On the eighth floor of the castle, an empty corridor.

Lynn stood opposite the tapestry of "The Giant Monster Beats Foolish Barnabas with a Stick" and glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye.

There was nothing there except for the slight sounds of breathing and smells.

He had already discovered the three people strolling around at night on the fifth floor, but he did not intend to point it out.

Thinking of 'a hiding place', he pushed his Occlumency to its limit and strode towards the wall.

Three times in a row.

A door that looked as bright and clean as new suddenly appeared.

Lynn pushed the door open and walked in, as if she had disappeared from the world out of thin air.

Shocked, Harry and the other two could only look at each other.

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"This is...?!" Harry exclaimed as he looked at the place where Linn disappeared, "Could this be Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?"