Marietta looked at Lynn with great interest, very curious about what kind of method her 'miraculous junior' had used to blow up The Daily Prophet Building without being present herself.
"Missiles?"
Hermione instinctively made a guess, but she quickly shook her head.
"No, no, it's impossible for you to be able to control missiles."
Facing the unified inquisitive gazes of the four girls, five small metal balls flew out of Lynn's wizard robe pocket.
"Laser Funnels, manufactured using Transfiguration according to certain Muggle physical and chemical principles."
"I can control them to accurately strike anyone I can find within Britain."
"Amazing!"
Penelope leaned in to carefully examine the five small metal balls. "On the surface, they really don't look like something that could blow up a building."
"I'm afraid no one would even be able to see them flying in the sky."
"Yes," the corners of Lynn's mouth curled up slightly. "This morning, no one noticed their existence at all."
"Tsk tsk tsk, fortunately Lynn isn't You-Know-Who."
Marietta shook her head and sighed, then realized she had misspoke and gave herself two light slaps on the mouth.
"What am I saying? Of course Lynn wouldn't be You-Know-Who, after all, you are so good and so cute."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but reach out and poke Lynn's cheek. Hmm, it was soft and bouncy; no wonder Hermione was pinching it so enthusiastically just now.
"Senior Marietta doesn't need to worry about it."
Lynn shook her head, returning to her indifferent expression. "According to data analysis, if I hadn't met you all, there was indeed a certain probability that I would have become like Lord Voldemort, other than the option of death."
"A terrifying hypothesis," Maranhao shuddered at the name. "If Lynn really became a Dark Lord, the British Wizarding World probably wouldn't last a month."
"That's too much; a week should be enough."
Penelope shrugged and said self-deprecatingly, "With the level of unity in our Wizarding World, hardly anyone would resist at all. Coupled with Lynn's methods, which are even more endless than those of You-Know-Who, it would be good if we could last a week."
Lynn blinked and did not say the results of the calculation in her brain.
According to her deduction, if she were truly like Lord Voldemort and completely disregarded human life,
with her existing magic power, she could actually manage to sweep across the British Wizarding World within three days.
Of course, this was without considering the case where the true powerhouses of the British Wizarding World, such as Headmaster Dumbledore and Newt Scamander, were to intervene.
If they all stood on the opposing side, then according to the deduction, Lynn would need to spend an additional two days.
"So I still don't understand, do they really need to be in this much pain?"
Marietta looked at the Slytherin Table with a look that was hard to describe, her face filled with speechlessness.
"They do."
Penelope nodded. "You haven't reached the point where you need to understand employment yet, so you might not be quite clear on what it means for eighty percent of the patents in the British Wizarding World to be in the hands of Ravenclaw."
"Simply put, the entire British Wizarding World, except for St Mungos which we deliberately let go, is now paralyzed."
"Various Potions and magical products can no longer be sold, and the Pure-blood families behind them need to compensate for all those breached orders."
"Uh, but don't we need to take any responsibility for this?"
Maranhao looked at Penelope with some uncertainty; she had actually wanted to ask this yesterday.
After all, logically speaking, this counts as a breach of contract, right?
"Oh, you naive child."
Penelope 'lovingly' rubbed her junior's hair. "In the formulation of various laws in the Wizarding World, including the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, many of our Ravenclaws are involved."
"As long as we want to, we can keep dragging it out. Those Slytherin Pure-blood families will have to keep losing money, and the Ministry of Magic will have to face a paralyzed Wizarding World."
"So it's only normal that they're crying."
As Penelope spoke, she wore a smile similar to that of a villain. Hermione swallowed hard as she looked at the senior's smile.
Good heavens... what kind of Wizarding World monopoly do those Pure-blood families think they are? Ravenclaw, who holds the knowledge, is the true Wizarding World monopoly!
"Three days at most," Lynn finished her dinner, looked up, and wiped her mouth. "The British Wizarding World will face a complete market collapse."
"Before that, the Ministry of Magic and the Pure-blood families will definitely apologize."
"Yes, this will severely damage their prestige, and our goal will be achieved."
Turning to look at Penelope, Lynn quickly constructed a plan in her brain to completely collapse the existing structure of the British Wizarding World.
"Senior Penelope, does everyone in Ravenclaw have any interest in the idea of completely collapsing the current market structure, or even the overall structure, of the British Wizarding World?"
Hearing Lynn's words, Penelope gave a look to those around her, and the Little Eagles immediately gathered around in a small circle to ensure they could hear clearly what Lynn was about to say.
"First," Lynn held up one finger, "within these two days, I will provide the funds to construct a supply chain sufficient to meet the needs of the British Wizarding World market, replacing the market share of the Ministry of Magic and the Pure-blood families."
"I believe that after The Daily Prophet incident, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor will both be willing to stand on our side, so there will be no shortage of people to use."
"Second," Lynn continued, holding up a second finger, "when the Ministry of Magic and the Pure-blood families apologize, set a condition that they can absolutely never agree to."
"After that, completely decouple Ravenclaw's various patents from the two and transfer them to the supply chain I've built."
"The ownership of the supply chain I build will belong to all Ravenclaws, Gryffindors, and Hufflepuffs."
"After Slytherin completely eliminates blood purity theory and Lord Voldemort is completely dead, the supply chain will then accept Slytherin's entry."
"Hiss... then that's equivalent to completely tearing off the mask. What if those Pure-blood families and the Ministry of Magic flip the table?"
Maranhao nodded in agreement but also raised her own concern.
"They won't flip the table."
Lynn's voice was flat as she glanced down at her wizard robe pocket. Maranhao, Marietta, Penelope, and Hermione understood immediately.
"I think it's feasible."
The four of them nodded their approval one after another, and the surrounding Ravenclaws also nodded after serious consideration.
Lynn took out her money bag and Black Card from her pocket and looked sideways at Hermione. "I might be back to the Dormitory a bit late tonight. Could I trouble Hermione to help me return my books and then borrow a batch of new ones? I've finished reading all those books."
"Okay."
Hermione nodded, gently hugged Lynn's head, and kissed her forehead. "Be careful with everything."
"Okay."
Lynn said calmly, then stood up and walked toward the Staff Table.
At the Staff Table, several Professors who were discussing something with each other immediately stopped their discussion when they saw Lynn approaching.
Her eyes slowly shifted to Headmaster Dumbledore, and Lynn said in a tone without the slightest fluctuation,
"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm sorry to interrupt your meal. I would like to go out tonight."
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