I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

"Double tail?"

Hermione's attention was caught by Lynn's words, and she didn't even care to be angry.

She said wryly.

"Why do you want to change your hairstyle, is there any difference between not having your hair tied now and having a double ponytail?"

Lynn said firmly.

"It will definitely be different. I think a double ponytail will suit you, or a single ponytail."

Hermione pretended that nothing had happened, pinned the hair on her forehead behind her ears, and hid the lower half of her face in her school robe, her face flushing red.

"Then, do you want to help me comb?"

Lynn's eyes widened.

"What are you kidding me, I haven't had long hair, so why do I tie it? I'm just giving you a suggestion, recommending a hairstyle for you. You can try it yourself when you have time. Why let me comb it?"

"..."

Hermione clenched her fists tightly, and her knuckles turned white from too much force.

Her angry face turned pale, and she kept taking deep breaths, trying to suppress her anger.

"Lynn."

The little girl cried out calmly.

Lynn didn't see Hermione's face. He was rummaging through what they had left over from lunch. He remembered that there was still a box of Strange Beans that he hadn't eaten.

"what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hermione suddenly jumped up and bit his arm like an angry puppy!

Lynn didn't respond, turned his head to look at Hermione who was trying to swallow, and stared at her with big eyes.

He was rough-skinned, and Hermione couldn't even tickle it.

"What are you doing?"

Lynn looked at Hermione with a bewildered look on his face, and he asked again while stuffing a Strange Bean in his mouth.

Well, luckily, it's lemony.

Hermione was desperate.

She felt that Lynn was made of stone, inside and out!

"You! You bastard!"

The little girl shouted with red eyes, turned and ran away.

Lynn grinned at Hermione's back and stuffed another Flavored Bean into his mouth.

Funny little girls.

He suddenly spit out the strange-flavored beans in his mouth in disgust.

Pooh! Peppery!

...

library.

Lynn, Cedric and Ian are doing their homework here together.

Cedric is a year higher than them, and they study different things, but Lynn and Ian are at the same level, and the professors of each subject in Hogwarts are the same, so the assignments are naturally the same. .

"Have you done your potions class homework?" Ian was looking for a way to make dried nettles in the book.

Lynn shook his head.

"You can write this at the end, because the next potions class is likely to be changed to self-study. When I was helping in Professor Snape's office yesterday, I heard him say that he seems to have something to go to Diagon Alley the day after tomorrow. trip."

Lynn's information was generally accurate, and he often helped out in Professor Snape's office, and it was easy to get it ahead of time.

Ian closed the Potions textbook and started writing the Transfiguration homework that was due tomorrow.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the library, and many little wizards looked at the ceiling in surprise.

A crow flew in from outside.

This black bird still had a letter hanging in its beak, and it hovered in the air of the library with its wings outstretched, and it finally spotted Lynn's table and flew over.

The crow walked up to Lynn with the envelope in his mouth, then stared at him with scarlet eyes, motioning him to take the letter.

Lynn took the letter from the crow with an incredible look on his face.

"Can crows be messengers too?"

Cedric and Ian were also dazed, and they both shook their heads.

Cedric said hesitantly.

"Let's not talk about whether this bird can be a messenger or not, its meaning is very bad. It is estimated that only enemies will send letters to each other with crows."

Lynn frowned and looked at the letter in his hand. The front of the envelope was blank and there was nothing.

"Get out! You guys! Get me out, including this crow!"

Before Lynn could open the envelope, Mrs. Pince, the librarian, angrily drove them out.

Cedric and Ian took their things and stood outside the library with Lynn.

They looked at the crow standing on Lynn's shoulder and asked worriedly.

"Do you know who sent you this letter?"

Lynn didn't speak, but turned the envelope over.

A strange mark is printed on the lower left corner of the back.

It was a cross of equal length on all four sides.

"I probably know who sent this to me." Lynn said softly.

Cedric and Ian did not intend to explore Lynn's privacy. They separated at the entrance of the library and went back to their respective bedrooms.

The crow who delivered the letter was not afraid of strangers at all. It stood on Lynn's shoulder, as if waiting for him to open the envelope.

The combination of people and crows attracted the attention of many little wizards along the way. Some acquaintances asked him curiously if this was his new pet, and Lynn casually passed it on.

All the way back to his bedroom, he opened the envelope in his hand.

The content of the letter is not long, only a few short lines:

Some of us have recently returned to our old place and brought back some useful things. I picked some and found a few of them that are still useful and sent them to you. Please don’t refuse, this is our thank you gift, I hope you can be used.

The item will arrive within an hour of your letter.

Please don't mind Fujin because it is also our partner.

——The nun of Arbroath

Lynn tilted his head to look at the crow standing on his shoulder and asked tentatively.

"Your name is Fujin?"

The crow seemed to understand what he said, and nodded humanely.

"Then do you have a brother named Muni?"

Fokjin met Lynn with his blood-red eyes and didn't answer his question.

Most of the wizard's pets are spiritual, and Lynn didn't bother about the name of the crow. He is now having a headache with the letter sent by Rozier.

Wouldn't it really catch the old bee's attention by sending him something so open and aboveboard?

Or, what agreement did they make privately to ease restrictions on contact with him?

Lynn couldn't guess what it meant, and the letter had already been sent to him, and he couldn't refuse it.

Lynn didn't stay in the dormitory. He didn't know how much Rozier sent him.

If several owls flew into the Slytherin lounge with a hula carrying a lot of things together, it would be too conspicuous.

Sure enough, Lynn's hunch was accurate.

He didn't wait long when he came to the grass outside the castle, when he saw a group of owls flying over in the distance.

They laboriously grabbed a large package and slowly landed in front of Lynn.

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