"Sigh... children growing up."
Professor McGonagall sighed. Her expression seemed helpless, but in fact, her brow was filled with pride.
"Since you've all agreed, then Miss Lynn shall come with us."
"I'll help them take Harry to the Hospital Wing and wait for you to come back."
Hermione smiled as she reached out to help Lynn straighten the collar of her wizard robe.
"Okay."
Lynn nodded, her expression unchanged. After a slight pause, she added another sentence.
"If I return too late tonight and you're tired, Hermione, just go to sleep. Don't wait for me."
"Well..." Hermione blinked. "We'll see. Go on now. I know you're powerful, but be careful in everything."
Giving Lynn a light hug, Hermione whispered her instructions.
"Mm, don't worry, Hermione. I definitely won't let anything happen to me."
Lynn agreed in a flat tone, silently recalling Hermione's previous advice in her mind: one shouldn't easily take a life; others' lives and one's own life should both be cherished.
With all the instructions finished, Lynn turned to follow Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall out of the Quidditch match.
Hermione watched Lynn's back and curled her lips into a smile, then turned to follow the others in taking Harry to the Hospital Wing.
"Take my hand, Miss Lynn."
It wasn't until they stepped outside the grounds of Hogwarts Castle that Professor McGonagall reached out her left hand toward Lynn.
Lynn nodded calmly, stepped forward, and took Professor McGonagall's outstretched hand.
She knew exactly what Professor McGonagall was going to do: use Apparition to travel to the Ministry of Magic.
This was a very convenient magic frequently used by Wizards.
It allowed Wizards to teleport within a certain range, thereby achieving the goal of traveling quickly.
However, because Apparition was forbidden at Hogwarts, Lynn had not been able to successfully self-teach this spell.
Following Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore into a telephone booth by the road, Lynn surveyed the surroundings with indifferent eyes.
The last time she came to the Ministry, she had followed Professor McGonagall through the Floo Network, so this was Lynn's first time traveling to the Ministry this way.
The structural diagram of the Ministry she had constructed last time surfaced in her mind. Combined with the current telephone booth, she immediately mapped the entire Ministry to the underground of the current street, completely locking onto the Ministry's specific location and which part of the Ministry this telephone booth led to.
The telephone booth began to operate, and by the time Lynn stepped out of it with Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, she had completely confirmed that her judgment was correct.
"Headmaster Dumbledore..."
"Professor McGonagall?"
The employees passing to and fro in the Ministry all felt a tightening in their hearts when they saw their former Headmaster and Professor, followed by a joy similar to a reunion with old friends.
Everyone coincidentally set aside the tasks in their hands.
"Good afternoon, Headmaster Dumbledore. How do you have the time to visit the Ministry?"
"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall. Why have you come to the Ministry as well?"
"Who is this Young Wizard?"
Everyone greeted the two Professors warmly, and many people smiled and waved at Lynn.
Only the Ravenclaw graduates working in the Ministry looked at her and nodded secretly, exchanging glances and guessing the purpose of her visit to the Ministry today.
"Ah, Mr. Wease, Miss Lofty, good afternoon."
Headmaster Dumbledore greeted them cheerfully, waving his hand as if he wanted everyone in the Ministry to know they had brought Lynn along.
"We've come because we wish to speak with Minister Fudge."
Professor McGonagall added with a smile from the side, coordinating with Headmaster Dumbledore's actions.
What they wanted was to let everyone in the Ministry know they had arrived and what they intended to do.
This way, regardless of how things turned out or what problems arose later, Fudge wouldn't be able to use this incident to his advantage.
Before they could say more than a few words, a short, stout woman dressed in pink walked over and called out in a shrill, sickly-sweet voice.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall. Minister Fudge knows you're here and has specifically made time for me to take you to see him."
Headmaster Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Very well, please thank Cornelius for me."
After saying that, he led Lynn and Professor McGonagall into the elevator behind Umbridge. Professor McGonagall nodded to Umbridge without saying another word.
Umbridge's face flickered for a moment before quickly returning to normal. She stepped quickly into the elevator and looked down at Lynn with a beaming smile.
"This must be Miss Lynn. I can take you on a tour of the Ministry. Given your friend Miss Granger's future dreams, you can describe the Ministry's environment to her when you return."
"Of course, entering the Ministry is quite difficult; it takes more than just a dream."
"Dolores, our student will naturally be coming with us..."
Professor McGonagall frowned at Umbridge, her voice stern, but before she could finish, Lynn directly extended a finger and tapped lightly on the air in front of her.
The next moment, blue magical light slowly emerged and intertwined in the air, perfectly presenting an intricate set of streets.
Presented along with it was the Ministry of Magic directly below, deep underground.
Seeing the "projection" of the Ministry and the streets above, Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore made no attempt to hide their smiles, while the expression on Umbridge's face froze.
"I have already clarified the basic structure of the Ministry building and the streets above it. There is no need for you to take me to familiarize myself with it. Thank you for your kindness."
"Furthermore," Lynn reached out expressionlessly and tapped a spot in the center of the "blueprint," "if my analysis and judgment are not mistaken, the Minister for Magic's office is right here."
Fudge himself placed extreme importance on power and was self-centered; therefore, the location of his office would inevitably be at the central point of the Ministry.
Sure enough, after Lynn pointed out that location, Umbridge's face turned completely black.
As soon as she arrived, she performed Wandless and Non-verbal Spells to depict the Ministry and the streets above, and even marked the Minister's office.
Was this girl showing off her power? Clearly, she had already forgotten that she was the one who first tried to give Lynn a show of authority.
No... Umbridge silently rejected her own thought. She was just a Young Wizard, and not even one from a Pure-blood family.
How could she know the Ministry? How could she know Wandless and Non-verbal Spells? It must be those two old fogies next to her helping. Yes, it must be!
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