"Minerva, you take Harry and Ron back first. It's about time for the children to sleep."
"Goodbye, Headmaster Dumbledore."
Seeing that Lynn's analysis was finished and that Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall had no intention of saying more,
Harry and Ron stood up, said their goodbyes to Headmaster Dumbledore, and left the Headmasters Office.
"Come, I shall see you back."
Headmaster Dumbledore gave a smile and stood up, leading Lynn and the four other girls out of the Headmasters Office.
Walking on the way to the Ravenclaw Common Room, Lynn felt a gaze from above watching her. Looking up, she saw Headmaster Dumbledore's soft and loving azure eyes.
He seemed to be looking through her at something, like the past, or perhaps the future.
"Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Lynn tilted her head and called to him softly.
"Oh," Headmaster Dumbledore snapped out of it and shook his head with a smile. "When one gets old, it's easy to get distracted."
He looked at Lynn and said thoughtfully, "Miss Lynn, your various recent actions have been neither few nor small. Those Pure-blood families are writing me almost one letter a day now."
"Have I brought you trouble? I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore."
Lynn spoke with a mechanical voice, while simultaneously bowing her head deeply.
"No, no, don't think that, child," Headmaster Dumbledore shook his head, gesturing for Lynn to look up. "Young people should not always keep their heads down and their backs bent; you are all meant to walk forward with your chests out and heads held high."
"As for those Pure-blood families," a hint of cunning flashed in Headmaster Dumbledore's eyes, "simply ignore them. I am old and my energy is failing; I can't possibly read every letter."
"Pfft, haha..."
Except for Lynn, the other four girls couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"To be honest, I should thank you, Miss Lynn." Headmaster Dumbledore looked down kindly at Lynn walking beside him, as if looking at his own granddaughter.
"Thank me?" Lynn looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in her half-dull eyes.
"Yes, thank you for using such gentle means to carry out a reform."
Lynn was silent for a moment before speaking slowly, "Using direct slaughter to intimidate is indeed the fastest and most efficient path, but Hermione... and everyone else, would not like that method."
The kind smile on his lips grew wider as Headmaster Dumbledore shifted his gaze to Hermione and the other three girls.
"I think I really should take my hat off to you." As he spoke, he actually removed his Wizard hat.
Hermione and the others were so startled they stopped in their tracks immediately, looking at Headmaster Dumbledore in a fluster.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, you don't need to do this..."
"Yes, we didn't do anything, why are you?"
Listening to the four girls' hurried inquiries, Headmaster Dumbledore shook his head while holding his Wizard hat.
"You do not yet understand what a great thing you have done."
"But you will understand in the future, once you have grown up a bit more."
When they grew up a bit more, they would understand how precious Lynn was—a Lynn who had them as her tethers and had not launched a violent revolution in the Wizarding World.
And they, who had accomplished this feat without even knowing it, were just as great.
But for now, the four girls only exchanged glances; even Penelope, the eldest, did not understand Headmaster Dumbledore's meaning.
Great? They just cared for and protected their friend; how could the word 'great' be applied to that?
Resuming their walk, Headmaster Dumbledore put his Wizard hat back on and looked down at Lynn, asking a question in a pleasant tone.
"Lynn, once you graduate, I wonder if you would be interested in staying at Hogwarts to teach?"
"After all, according to your plan, Hogwarts, as the only magic school in Britain, should be very important to you."
Headmaster Dumbledore's words were almost an explicit hint, and Lynn naturally understood his meaning.
Hermione and the others understood as well, turning their heads one after another to look at Lynn with sparkling eyes.
These words were a bit too exciting; wasn't the meaning behind Headmaster Dumbledore's words that Lynn could teach at Hogwarts after graduation and then become the Principal of Hogwarts?
That way, she could manage both the commerce and education of the Wizarding World simultaneously. Then, with Hermione entering the Ministry of Magic after graduation, she would basically have a firm grasp on every aspect of the British Wizarding World.
"I understand what you mean, Headmaster Dumbledore. I do not rule out the possibility of me staying at the school to teach."
"But I will exclude the possibility of me being the Principal at Hogwarts myself, at least until I have completely finished redistributing the commerce of the Wizarding World; I will exclude that possibility myself."
"Oh? Why?"
Headmaster Dumbledore looked at Lynn with great interest; he was curious as to why Lynn would refuse this.
To completely finish the reform, wouldn't it be easier to have everything in one's hands?
"The reform I want to complete is to prevent resources being absolutely controlled by a few, and to prevent the emergence of a single lie that can obscure everything."
"If I truly controlled Hogwarts after gaining control of the British Wizarding World's commerce, I would essentially become the kind of person I want to avoid becoming, the kind of person I am currently trying to deal with."
"I will not do such a thing."
Lynn shook her head with an expression that didn't change in the slightest.
Hermione looked at her with admiration in her eyes, the love within them clearly deepening.
Mm-hmm, this was the person she loved, the Lynn she loved; no matter how many temptations were placed before her, she could remain unmoved.
With only one heart moving toward her goal, with only one heart striving to become the person she wanted to be.
The three seniors also couldn't help but curl their lips into smiles after listening; indeed, this was Lynn, their best friend.
This was Lynn, the darling of all Ravenclaw, the one all of Ravenclaw follows.
Headmaster Dumbledore nodded and said nothing more, withdrawing his gaze to look ahead at the door of the Ravenclaw Common Room, which had already come into view.
His heart was filled with mixed emotions. This was a temptation that so many people could not resist; so in the end, how many people... could not even compare to Lynn, a child who was still so young?
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