Looking at those Ravenclaws being pointed at with wands by the Slytherin Little Snakes.
And even the Little Snakes pointing wands at Hermione and the others, Lynn spoke words that felt incredibly familiar to Draco Malfoy.
"But now, may I understand that you are posing a threat to Hermione, to everyone in Ravenclaw, and to everyone in Hufflepuff?"
After she finished speaking, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Everyone couldn't help but look toward Lynn.
But in the next moment, they couldn't bear it and looked away. Piercing, scorching—this was the sensation they received from Lynn.
Only Headmaster Dumbledore was able to maintain his gaze on her.
"We... didn't mean that." Draco Malfoy was the first to lower his wand.
He looked like a frost-bitten eggplant, completely devoid of spirit.
"Draco!" Pansy cried out in disbelief as she looked at him.
The honor of the Pure-blood families was being sullied, their pursuits were being destroyed—how could they just let it go like this?
"Malfoy!"
"Draco!"
Shouts continued to ring out from within Slytherin. Some were confused, some were unwilling to lower their wands, but some saw that the situation was not right and tactfully lowered theirs.
After all, the story of what happened between this Lynn and the Malfoy father and son in Diagon Alley had circulated quite widely.
"Lower your wands! Have you all forgotten about self-preservation?"
Draco said through gritted teeth. Did these people think he *wanted* to back down?
It was because he had no choice. That Lynn from Ravenclaw might look calm and indifferent, as if nothing mattered to her.
But when she actually made a move, she was a lunatic! Completely reckless.
If he didn't get these people to lower their wands, he had no doubt that Lynn could use magic to throw them all down from the second floor.
Self-preservation. Upon hearing these words, the Little Snakes' reason finally returned, and they tucked away their wands one after another.
Seeing them put away their wands, The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs followed suit, and the Gryffindors also put away their wands and returned to their positions.
"You, you all are truly," Professor McGonagall said, unable to bear it as she looked at the Young Wizards, clutching her chest and speaking angrily, "Slytherin, for insulting a classmate, fifty points will be deducted. For drawing wands on a classmate, fifty points. Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor will also each have fifty points deducted for drawing wands on classmates."
Headmaster Dumbledore listened silently from the side, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. The conflict between the four houses of Hogwarts was, after all, growing larger and larger.
Professor Flitwick, however, tilted his head slightly and gave the Little Eagles a look of approval.
Knowing to unite and protect their own—not bad.
Professor Sprout was indifferent; in her view, there was nothing wrong with what the Little Badgers had done.
It was just that this new generation of Little Badgers was a bit more hot-tempered.
Ravenclaw had fifty points deducted. Lynn listened to Professor McGonagall's words, her face unchanging, but thoughts were rapidly surfacing in her mind.
Everyone pulled out their wands to confront Slytherin because of her, because she had analyzed Lord Voldemort's background. So... was she the primary reason for the point deduction?
Having reached a "correct conclusion," Lynn lowered her head and walked down a few steps to enter the group of Eagles.
Seeing Lynn with her head bowed, the Little Eagles thought their darling had been frightened. They were just about to comfort her when they heard their darling's signature stiff tone.
"I'm sorry, everyone. Because of me, Ravenclaw had points deducted."
"What?" The Little Eagles were collectively stunned for a moment, then immediately became lively, with everyone chiming in.
"This has nothing to do with you, Lynn."
"It's not your fault. That Slytherin pointed his wand at you first."
Everyone comforted Lynn all at once, until finally Penelope signaled for everyone to stop.
"Lynn, we in Ravenclaw are a whole," Penelope said, placing both hands on Lynn's shoulders. "You are the darling of us all."
The surrounding Little Eagles all nodded in agreement, even the first-year Little Eagles.
They also really liked this senior who taught seriously and was extremely patient when helping them with their homework.
"So no matter who bullies you, we will present a united front. Do you understand? This isn't your mistake; this is Ravenclaw's choice."
When the goshawk spreads its wings, it will firmly shield those it wants to protect beneath them.
"I understand. Thank you, everyone."
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