I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Friday's Defense Against the Dark Arts class ends.

After Lynn arranged the homework that was required to be handed in next week and packed up the materials on the podium, three students stopped him just as he was about to leave the classroom.

Lynn stopped and looked at Hermione, Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows.

"What's the matter with you?"

Neither Harry nor Ron spoke, only Hermione spoke with a slightly trembling voice, holding a small note in her hand.

"Professor, can I trouble you to sign this book loan slip for us?"

Lin En took the note from her hand, and couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the books that needed to be borrowed.

"Powerful Potion", of course he knows what potion is recorded in this potion book. In the original book, Hermione will also borrow this book through the real Lockhart to verify whether Malfoy is the murderer who opened the secret room.

In the end, I didn't expect that the plot has become so chaotic, and Hermione is actually preparing to make compound soup.

"It's a book in the restricted section. Does this book help you learn Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Lynn asked Hermione with narrowed eyes.

Of course he wasn't prepared to sign the note, he just wanted to see what excuses Hermione would use to deal with him.

"Didn't you tell us how to deal with ghouls in the last class? I think this book should help us understand how to deal with ghouls' toxins and how to configure related potions."

Lin was keenly aware of the nervousness in Hermione's tone, and he couldn't help curling his lips inwardly.

What a lame excuse.

The ghoul is not an overly dangerous magical creature, and its deadly aspect is definitely not poison.

But the current Lockhart is not like the Lockhart in the original book who just said a few compliments and then got carried away with complacency and signed the note for them. It was not easy for them to come up with such an excuse.

Lin En raised the quill in his hand and pondered.

"Yes, this book may indeed be of some help to you." He signed his name on the note under the expectant eyes of the three of Harry, "Give the note to Mrs. Pince, and she will help you from The one who took out this book from the restricted section."

Harry and Ron's faces suddenly showed surprise expressions, and Hermione's expression seemed to be even more excited. She took the note in her hand and stared at Lynn closely as if she wanted to see his face. Come.

Lin En felt a little nervous when he was watched, and asked pretending not to care.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Hermione shook her head, she took a deep breath and thanked Lynn: "Thank you, Professor, then we will go first."

The three of Harry happily left the classroom with the note in their hands. Lynn looked at their backs and didn't care much about Hermione's abnormal behavior.

He was pinching his chin and thinking about other things.

After Harry and the others left, Lynn also returned to his office with his things.

Tom usually stays on the desk in the office now, and Lynn has prepared some fairy tales in the wizarding world for him to amuse him.

"So the Three Deathly Hallows in the story of the three brothers really exist?"

Lynn took out a note from the drawer. He quietly looked at the words on it and answered Tom's question at the same time.

"It is said that these three things exist, but the abilities they possess may not be as beautiful as described in the story."

"Have you seen the three sacred artifacts?"

"I've seen two of them." Lynn said absent-mindedly, "It's just that the name is a bit taller, but that's all there is to it. Except for the invisibility cloak, I even think the other two are curses."

Tom and Lynn were chatting, but the topic went off track, and he finally couldn't help asking what he had always wanted to ask.

"That Fontana, will she ask you to come to class today?"

Lynn put the note back in the drawer, and couldn't help laughing when he heard Tom's question.

"You can just ask no directly from the beginning, why are you beating around the bush?"

"I'm not afraid of your misunderstanding!" Tom said dissatisfied.

"You don't have to be afraid at all, I have actually misunderstood."

While they were talking, there was a knock on Lynn's office door.

Lynn knocked on Tom: "The girl you've been thinking about day and night is here."

"I do not have!"

"Okay, stop talking, you don't want her to find out that your ball is actually alive, do you?"

Tom shut up obediently, and Lynn said, "Please come in."

The person who came in turned out to be Bethilde Fontana, a first-year student of Ravenclaw. She would come to Lynn's office at this time of the week to ask him about the related spells of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The little girl was still pale and looked very fragile. After entering the door, she grabbed her robe and stood beside Lynn.

"How is your stun spell practice? Can it be used normally?" Lynn asked about the spell she learned last week.

But Bethilde didn't answer his question immediately, but looked at Lynn firmly with his lips pursed.

"Professor, you must not be the murderer who opened the secret room, right?"

Lynn was taken aback by her question, then said with a smile.

"Of course I'm not."

"The little wizards in the entire Ravenclaw house believe that you are not! You treat all the students equally, how could you do such a thing! But those fools in Slytherin just don't believe it, so we still Had a big fight with them!"

Bethilde seemed very excited, his chest heaved, and he said loudly.

"They just hate you for giving them so much homework, so they put this on you, but they don't know how much it will affect your reputation."

Lynn smiled and patted her on the head.

"It's okay, Fontana, I won't care about it, but I still want to thank you for your trust in me."

Bethilde's pale face was slightly flushed, she nodded like a chicken pecking rice and said.

"It doesn't matter professor, the students of Ravenclaw think you are a serious and responsible teacher."

Listening to her praise, Lynn's eyes narrowed into a smile.

"Okay, since you said this today, we won't learn and practice spells anymore."

Bethilde raised his head and looked at him with some doubts.

"The strength of a spell is related to many factors, such as magic power, incantation, wand, etc. But I have always emphasized to you that the most important thing in casting a spell is the mood of the wizard when using magic. Magic can also be said to be the result of the wizard's mind. Power, what you seek, your magic seeks the same."

Lynn looked at Berhild and asked seriously.

"Miss Fontana, can you tell me now, why do you work so hard to learn the powerful spell?"