"In a world where resources are insufficient to satisfy all of humanity today, only the elite will be able to survive! This will ensure better development for mankind!"
"Starting today, except for the elite class, the quality of life for every family will be linked to their children's grades. It is imperative to cultivate more talent for the future of humanity!"
"In the annual year-end tests, students ranked in the bottom third will be uniformly destroyed. Their parents will be relocated to the slums until they can raise a more outstanding child again."
..."Yes, yes, I want you to do this." Inside an underground hospital, a Middle-aged woman gripped the sleeve of the doctor in front of her.
The doctor, who had practiced medicine in the underworld for many years, furrowed his brows. Even for him, it was the first time he had heard of a parent requesting such a surgery for their child.
He didn't even know if the child's state after the surgery would be better than being directly destroyed.
Of course, the woman in front of him certainly hadn't considered these things; she only cared about not being relocated to the slums.
The Middle-aged woman looked at her daughter on the operating table, her eyes completely devoid of heartache or guilt.
"Lynn, listen to Mama. After this surgery, your grades will definitely be better."
Lynn looked at her deeply, looking at her mother. She naturally knew why she had been sent here.
Her grades in class had never been very good, even though she usually studied very hard, even desperately so.
Studying until two or three in the morning, she still only managed to rank in the middle of her class.
She wasn't a smart child, never had been, so her mother came up with a solution.
Severing the emotional center in her brain—without excess emotions to affect her studies or to resist her parents, she could be more obedient and study more diligently.
Destroying the sleep nerves in her brain so she would no longer feel drowsy. With only the minimum rest required to ensure her body didn't collapse, her study time would increase significantly.
Looking at Lynn on the operating table, the Middle-aged woman felt she saw the future—a brilliant future for herself and her husband.
The world of the elite was beckoning to them. They could move out of their current apartment building and into a villa with a better environment.
They would have a garden, maybe even a swimming pool!
Closing her eyes wearily, Lynn stopped looking at her mother. She had given birth to her, raised her... if this was what she wanted, then let her do it. She would consider it as paying her back.
She was very tired as well. Perhaps without emotions, she would feel better? Lynn comforted herself with these random thoughts in her heart.
The surgery began. Lynn's consciousness gradually fell into darkness, as a wordless song of sorrow played silently.
Everything ended. Lynn opened her eyes again, numbness occupying her pupils.
"It's a success! It's a success!" The Middle-aged woman caressed her cheek in a frenzy, her face filled with manic joy.
"Lynn, do you still know who I am?" Now she had to confirm—confirm that her child still had cognition and could still learn.
"I do," Lynn's tone was flat. She looked expressionlessly at the Middle-aged woman caressing her cheek. "You are my mother."
"Yes, yes, yes." The Middle-aged woman nodded frantically, reaching into her bag to pull out a textbook and hand it to Lynn, ignoring the bandages still wrapped around her head.
"Why don't you take a look at the book?"
Lynn reached out and took the textbook. She opened it and flipped through the pages quickly. Without the influence of emotions, her reading speed was several times faster than before.
Total rationality had taken over her brain, and the speed at which she understood the knowledge in the book was even faster.
It took Lynn only an hour to go from starting the textbook to completely understanding and mastering it. Even with her previous memory of the textbook as a foundation, this speed was astonishing.
"A genius, my daughter has finally become a genius." The Middle-aged woman hugged Lynn in ecstasy. The doctor nearby looked at her, his eyes full of coldness and contempt.
"Alright, ma'am. You can pay now and take your daughter with you."
The Middle-aged woman let go of Lynn, paid using the bracelet on her wrist, and pulled Lynn out of the underground hospital.
Taking Lynn back home and seeing his daughter's vacant eyes, the husband looked at his wife with equal joy.
"It worked?!"
"It worked!" The Middle-aged woman nodded vigorously, patting Lynn on the back.
"Our daughter is a real genius now. She mastered an entire math textbook in just one hour!"
"Good, good, good..." The man paced back and forth excitedly. "Our good life is finally coming!"
The following days were exactly as the two of them had envisioned. Lynn's grades continued to improve, and their family moved from an apartment building to a villa.
Then from a villa to an even larger villa. In the two years between Lynn's fourteenth and sixteenth birthdays, they achieved the leap into the elite class.
Until the year Lynn turned sixteen, everything changed again.
"So you're saying our child is a genius? A real genius?!" The man stroked his wife's belly, looking at her in pleasant surprise.
"Of course. I went to the most authoritative private hospital; the doctors have already checked." The woman looked at her belly with immense affection, as if peering through it at the unborn baby inside.
"That's wonderful..." the man murmured with a dazed look, as if seeing an even more brilliant future for himself.
They had reached the elite class; could they... go even further!
He couldn't help but feel excited at the thought. Then, remembering that his daughter Lynn was already sixteen, he couldn't help but look at his wife with concern.
"In two years, it'll be time for Lynn's big exam. If there's a physical exam then, will they find out..."
Hearing her husband's words, the woman also frowned. "It is indeed possible..."
"We won't be punished after it's discovered, will we?" the man spoke worriedly. As Lynn grew older, this concern had been weighing heavier in his heart, though he had only told his wife today.
At the thought that she and her husband might face punishment—even if she wasn't sure there would actually be any.
But just thinking about losing everything they had now, returning to an apartment building, or even going to the slums, made the woman feel suffocated.
"No, we can't just wait to be punished!" The woman gripped the man's hand tightly.
The man lowered his head, and after hardly any hesitation, he looked up at her.
"According to the regulations, for families without school-aged children, the parents' social status and quality of life can remain unchanged from the child's birth until they start school."
"This child of ours is a real genius. So as long as he's born and our family simultaneously has no other children, wouldn't that mean..."
The woman's eyes widened as she looked at the man. "But... don't we have Lynn?"
The man lowered his eyes and slowly stroked his wife's belly, as if greeting the genius inside.
"Isn't the year-end test for this year coming up soon?"
Hearing the implication in the man's words, the woman pursed her lips. She didn't feel reluctant to part with Lynn; she was just considering whether it was worth it.
As long as Lynn failed this year-end test, they would become a family without school-aged children and could still maintain their current standard of living and social status.
Once the child in her belly was born, he could grow up in a better environment, and they could use this real genius to climb even higher.
And any potential risks regarding Lynn... would vanish.
Having understood the stakes, the woman didn't hesitate at all. She looked at her husband affectionately and said, "Let's do as you say."
"Good." The man nodded with a smile, giving a kiss to the woman and the unborn child.
This year's year-end test was unusual for Lynn; her failure had already been predetermined before the exam.
A bowl of porridge laced with enough drugs was sufficient to make her rank at the bottom of the year-end test.
Looking blankly at the armed personnel who came to take her away, Lynn did not struggle or resist like the other students.
She didn't understand why anyone would resist. Wasn't it a regulation to be destroyed if you didn't do well on the exam? Regulations needed to be followed.
Even as she lay on the operating table, Lynn still felt that way.
The nurse performing the destruction had been doing this job for many years, but she had truly never seen such a calm child.
Calm, as if she didn't know what she was about to face.
Pushing the thoughts from her mind, the nurse slowly injected the drug into Lynn's body. Her consciousness gradually blurred, and her life slowly dissipated.
The song of sorrow for her life began on an operating table and ended on an operating table.
Once the destruction was complete, Lynn's body was placed in a black cloth bag and tossed haphazardly into a transport vehicle, waiting to be taken to the final crematorium.
The doors of the transport vehicle closed. In the pitch-black darkness, Lynn's body inside the black cloth bag gradually began to emit a golden light.
The golden light grew brighter and brighter. The black cloth bag wrapping her body seemed unable to withstand the light and gradually dissolved.
In the next moment, Lynn's body suddenly vanished within the golden light, and silence returned to the transport vehicle.
No one would ever know that just now, a destroyed student had quietly vanished from this world.
Woo... The whistle of a steam train startled the girl leaning against the window. Turning her head to look at her unfamiliar surroundings, she didn't wonder where she was—or rather, she was incapable of wondering.
She simply analyzed that she was on a train, a steam train.
Then, her vision blurred, and several lines of text appeared before her eyes.
Lynn, welcome to a different world. This is a world full of magic and fantasy. Start your new life here; learn magic, experience life, and feel the things you were never able to have.
By the way, to make things go smoothly for you here, I have gifted you sufficiently powerful magic—enough for you to live safely. I've also adjusted your age to eleven. I hope you won't blame me for making you younger. I wish you a happy life here — From the HP world consciousness.
Looking at the text before her, Lynn's mood didn't fluctuate in the slightest. magic: a power that changes things and reality through unscientific means. magic power: the foundation used to achieve magic.
So, with the gift from this world consciousness, she could perform magic.
Additionally, a school. So was she going to a magic school now? Since it was a magic school, that meant she had to study.
Studying... Lynn's gaze turned toward a large trunk placed beside her. She vaguely understood in her heart that this trunk was for her.
Reaching out to open the trunk, Lynn first pulled out a small wooden stick. The moment she touched it, a stream of golden light erupted from the tip of the stick, and a wave of warmth flowed through her entire body.
"I don't know what this is," Lynn spoke mechanically, casually putting the small wooden stick into her pocket.
Taking out a book, Lynn closed the suitcase, opened the book, and began to read.
Quickly flipping through and memorizing the book titled "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration," Lynn realized this was a type of knowledge she had never encountered before.
The speed of her understanding had slowed down. An hour passed, and Lynn had only finished reading and understanding a third of the book. Before she could continue turning the pages, there were two knocks on the compartment door, and then it was pulled open.
Lynn looked up at the compartment door. A brown-haired girl was standing there with a boy.
Indifferently withdrawing her gaze, Lynn focused her attention on the book once more.
Hermione watched as Lynn looked up at her and Neville, then lowered her head to read again without saying a word.
While tilting her head in confusion, she also took the lead to greet her. "Hey, hello. My name is Hermione ."
The rules of etiquette: when someone greets you, you should respond.
Lynn looked up again, looking at the girl who called herself Hermione . "Hello. My name is Lynn."
The beautiful voice felt discordant because of the lack of emotional fluctuation; Hermione even felt a faint sense of fear.
"Oh... oh, we've interrupted your reading. I'm sorry..."
"It's fine," Lynn shook her head.
Hermione swallowed. "It's like this—Neville," she gestured to the boy beside her, "his toad is lost. Have you seen it?"
"A toad?" Lynn looked at Neville.
"Yes..." Neville nodded, his face a bit pale. Lynn's flat tone and expressionless face made him a little scared, as if he were facing not a person—not a real person...
...but a doll that looked extremely like a human, or something else.
"I haven't seen it," Lynn shook her head, still staring at them with vacant eyes.
"Is there anything else?"
"No, nothing..." Hermione tried to calm herself down. "Sorry to bother you. Goodbye."
Closing the compartment door, Hermione led Neville away quickly. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they were far from Lynn's compartment.
The two of them closed the door and left. Lynn withdrew her gaze and continued reading. She was going to a magic school to study, so she was still a student, and study time could not be wasted.
The train traveled from day to night and finally arrived at Hogwarts. When buying food at noon, Lynn once again frightened the trolley lady on the train with her emotionless tone and expression.
However, she didn't plan to spend any more thought on it. She needed to put all her thoughts into studying.
Besides, she was used to the attitudes of Hermione, Neville, and the trolley lady. Her parents, classmates, and teachers all basically had that same attitude. She didn't care—or rather, she was simply unable to care.