"Sirius Black!"
Hearing that name, the Young Wizards present gasped in unison, a cold chill running down their spines.
Clearly, they all knew about this extremely dangerous prisoner who had escaped from Azkaban.
Among them, Ron and Hermione, who clearly knew that Sirius's target was Harry, instinctively moved a bit closer to him.
Harry noticed this, and although his own face was a bit pale, he still smiled at the two of them, signaling them to be at ease.
"It's fine, he didn't succeed in entering the Gryffindor Common Room, did he? Besides, there are so many people here now, and Lynn is here too, he can't hurt me."
"Mm." Hermione and Ron nodded, but their expressions didn't relax in the slightest.
Lynn turned to look at the trio, saying with an indifferent expression, "Don't worry, Sirius Black's actions prove he doesn't dare to linger here for long."
"Nor does he dare to appear before people, so Harry is absolutely safe right now."
Even though she said that, to put Hermione and Harry completely at ease, Lynn still drew her wand.
She kept a vigilant eye on the surroundings until Marietta arrived, panting for breath as she ran up with Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
Seeing the three of them out of breath, Maranhao stepped forward to support Marietta, helping her catch her breath by stroking her back.
"Marietta, you really need to start exercising. Look at how old Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall are; it's one thing for them to be panting after running here."
"But why are you like this too?"
Marietta, having caught her breath, had a face full of bitterness. "Maranhao, dear Maranhao... please let me off. You know I hate exercise most of all. Making me exercise more—isn't that just asking for my life?"
Shaking her head with a firm expression, Maranhao heartlessly rejected Marietta's plea for mercy. "Impossible, give it up. Your physical stamina must be improved."
"Otherwise in the future when we—" Maranhao paused abruptly, forcing the words back from the tip of her tongue and pivoting, "—when we need to fight alongside Lynn, what if we hold her back?"
Hearing Maranhao's reasoning, Marietta gave a long sigh and nodded obediently. "Fine, fine, fine, I'll exercise."
Maranhao finally nodded in satisfaction, while Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall had already stepped forward to examine the slashed painting.
"It seems the fat lady fled just in time."
Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both fortunate and moved by the fat lady's sense of responsibility; she had insisted on not "opening the door" for someone who couldn't say the password, protecting the Young Wizards of Gryffindor.
"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall."
Lynn turned and greeted the two Professors with a polite nod.
"Good evening, Miss Lynn."
The two Professors responded with smiles, and Hermione, standing nearby, spoke up promptly.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Lynn deduces that the person who tried to break into the Gryffindor Common Room is most likely Sirius Black."
Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall's nerves tensed in sync; Professor McGonagall even drew her wand, entering a state of alert.
"May I ask why you say that?"
A light flashed across Headmaster Dumbledore's glasses, his expression remaining gentle as he looked at Lynn.
"Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore."
Lynn then repeated the entire process of her deduction to Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
"By Merlin! Black's visit this time is definitely for!"
Professor McGonagall stopped mid-sentence, her chest heaving violently.
"We should find the fat lady first to confirm exactly what happened."
Headmaster Dumbledore made a decision, looking up at the other portraits. "Everyone, could you help me find the fat lady?"
"Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore."
"As you wish, Mr. Principal."
"Whatever you say, respected Mr. Principal."
The portraits agreed one after another, then ran out of their frames to search for the fat lady among the portraits throughout the Castle.
"Hehehe, I know where she is!"
A mischievous voice came from above, and everyone present looked up.
Floating there was a ghost who looked young; his attire was very peculiar, allowing one to recognize his identity at a glance.
"Peeves, then can you tell us where the fat lady is now?"
Headmaster Dumbledore looked at him kindly, as if this wasn't the most prank-loving, rule-breaking "ghost" in the Castle.
But rather a student in his heart who should be taught earnestly and treated with patience.
"Oh, Headmaster Dumbledore, but I don't want to..."
Peeves showed a somewhat difficult expression, and everyone could see he was starting his pranks again.
"Peeves, this is a very serious and grave matter. Please stop being naughty."
Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions.
If a student had done this, she would have long ago given them a detention gift pack for an entire semester—no, an entire school year.
But this was Peeves; not only could he not be trapped, even if he could, Professor McGonagall actually had no authority to manage him.
"Oh... but why should I..." listen to you? Before the last three words were out, Lynn spoke up first.
This matter should be thoroughly investigated quickly so that Hermione wouldn't have to worry so much.
"Peeves, please answer Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall's question properly."
As soon as Lynn's words left her mouth, Peeves couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahaha, the Young Wizard said please, but I don't want to tell them—a Principal and a Professor—so why should I tell you~"
Lynn looked at Peeves without any change in expression until she met Peeves' gaze directly.
Nothing on her face changed, yet Peeves became visibly nervous and flustered.
"You... you..."
Peeves looked at the watch on Lynn's left wrist, dumbfounded.
Damn it, how could he sense the aura of those two women in that watch?
Those two... terrifying... women!
Peeves gave a violent shiver. As a "ghost" that had existed since the founding of Hogwarts,
He was formed from the suppressed naughtiness of the students, so whether it was successive Principals or Professors, they were mostly indulgent toward him.
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