After colliding with the ground at least a dozen times, Lynn's back slammed heavily against the stairs.
A bit of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. Lynn used her left hand to press Ginny firmly into her chest, ensuring she wouldn't accidentally see the Basilisk's eyes.
At the same time, she also closed her own eyes tightly, relying solely on her hearing to construct the simulated form of the Basilisk in her mind.
With her right arm broken and her right shoulder dislocated, the wand in Lynn's hand had long since slipped away.
A silent, wandless Shield Charm was deployed, shielding Lynn and Ginny from all directions.
A Shield Charm used silently and wandlessly wouldn't last long if attacked by the Basilisk.
Lynn easily reached this conclusion in her mind. The next second, she exerted force with her left arm again, cooperating with the still-capable left side of her body to roll over and cover Ginny with herself.
The roar of the Basilisk came; its pure yellow eyes looked at Lynn, who was protecting Ginny beneath her. Unwillingly, it lashed its tail and turned to leave.
Listening to the receding sounds of scales rubbing and air whistling, the Basilisk model simulated in Lynn's brain also continued to drift further away.
The Basilisk had left. Reaching a certain conclusion in her mind, Lynn opened her eyes again and looked down at Ginny in her arms.
The young girl had clearly regained her consciousness now, her large, watery eyes looking at Lynn with redness.
Seeing Lynn covered in dust, her right arm hanging limply and bleeding continuously, Ginny was so nervous she was nearly in tears.
She had some awareness of the abnormality in herself.
But for an eleven-year-old girl, all of this was simply too terrifying.
She had lost her memory for a period of time for no apparent reason, and after waking up again, there was quite a bit of blood on her.
After hearing the girls in her Dormitory talk about the analysis Lynn had made the day before, the clever young Witch immediately understood that she was very likely the vessel Lord Voldemort was using to open the Chamber of Secrets for the second time.
This was terrifying, truly terrifying... If everyone knew it was she who had harmed Madam Norris, if everyone knew Lord Voldemort had opened the Chamber of Secrets through her, what would they say?
So she had hesitated, recoiled, and hadn't dared to seek anyone's help.
But now... because of her, Sister Lynn had been hurt.
Ginny's eyes filled with tears. Lynn swallowed the blood in her mouth with an indifferent expression and spoke in an incredibly calm voice.
"It's okay, don't be afraid. Lord Voldemort's possession of you has been temporarily broken, and the Basilisk has left."
"Mm..." Ginny bit her lip and nodded, unable to stop her tears as she looked at Lynn.
"Don't cry," Lynn said stiffly; she didn't know what else to say.
Instinctively wanting to reach out and wipe Ginny's tears, she found herself completely unable to lift her already 'ruined' right arm.
"Sister Lynn, I'll take you to the Hospital Wing." Ginny cried as she tried to get up; she didn't care anymore if she was talked about or pointed at.
Sister Lynn just couldn't be allowed to have anything happen to her.
Seeing Ginny about to get up, Lynn released the binding magic on her.
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