"However... I trust you understand that you are both still quite young?"
Understanding Professor McGonagall's underlying meaning, Hermione nodded hurriedly.
"Of course, Professor McGonagall. I just, I just want to spend more time by Lynn's side to keep her company."
As Hermione spoke, the blush spread down to her neck, with signs of spreading even further.
Looking at her student who was about to be 'fully cooked,' Professor McGonagall shook her head with amusement and stopped teasing her.
"Go ahead and stay there, Miss Granger. And while you're at it, keep an eye on Miss Lynn; make sure she doesn't study all the time, and especially doesn't stay up late to study."
"Okay, I'll remember. Thank you, Professor McGonagall."
Hermione agreed happily, a smile unconsciously spreading across her face.
Professor McGonagall nodded, signaling Hermione to return to the Great Hall, while she herself turned to open the currently closed doors of Hogwarts Castle.
After receiving the concern of her three seniors, Lynn followed a gaze she felt toward the Staff Table.
Professor Flitwick was holding the Sorting Hat, smiling at her with a face full of kindness.
Lynn returned a polite smile and nodded back to Professor Flitwick.
The Great Hall doors gave a soft creak as Hermione re-entered and sat down at the Gryffindor Table.
Because there was too little information, Lynn couldn't deduce why Hermione had specifically gone back out to find Professor McGonagall.
However, their gazes met in mid-air.
Lynn blinked indifferently, while Hermione gave her a bright, sunny smile.
Before long, this year's first-year Young Wizards lined up and walked into the Great Hall.
Lynn's eyes scanned the new students before she began mentally reciting this year's History of magic textbook.
Accompanied by the sound of Professor Flitwick calling out the names, one by one the new students walked up to the Staff Table, put on the Sorting Hat, and received their house assignments.
Whenever a student was sorted into Ravenclaw House, the Ravenclaw students would give a uniform and enthusiastic round of applause.
This made the new students feel an irrepressible sense of warmth.
Especially for those from the Muggle World, the anxiety of leaving home and their familiar world for this strange "world" faded significantly.
After all, The Ravenclaws, who all clapped so warmly for them, looked like they would be very kind to new students.
What put them even more at ease was that, through The Ravenclaws' deliberate arrangement, the ones sitting next to them were seventh-year Ravenclaw seniors.
The already mature Little Eagles skillfully soothed the new fledglings, as if comforting their own selves from seven years ago across time.
This not only removed the fledglings' anxiety and trepidation but also gave them a greater sense of recognition and belonging to Ravenclaw.
Once the fledglings were settled, the Ravenclaw upperclassmen began introducing them to Lynn, who was known as the darling of Ravenclaw.
Listening to the seniors' introductions, the fledglings all looked toward Lynn with curiosity.
She was looking down, her mouth moving as she recited the History of magic textbook.
The first-year fledglings were completely baffled. "Is this senior very powerful?"
"Very powerful. No, she's exceptionally powerful."
"That's right. With her help, Ravenclaw has won the House Cup for two consecutive years."
"And we led the second-place house by several hundred points."
The seventh-year students chimed in one after another, recounting the major events Lynn had been involved in over the past two years.
In her first year, she protected her classmates and killed a Troll; at the end of the year, she prevented the theft of the Philosopher's Stone. In her Second Year, she single-handedly destroyed Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, killed the Basilisk, and received the hogwarts special award for services.
The first-year fledglings gulped, their gazes shifting between fear and uncertainty as they looked at the senior with the expressionless face.
Merlin's ballet shoes... killing a Troll in first year? Wasn't that the same age as them?
Killing a Troll? That was truly shocking.
Seeing the expressions of these first-years, the seventh-year students smiled gently.
They then explained softly, like true older brothers and sisters, that Lynn simply didn't show expressions and couldn't express her emotions well.
In reality, she was a gentle and friendly person. No matter what question someone asked her, as long as she knew the answer, she would provide it.
The Second Year students sitting next to the seventh-years nodded in agreement.
"Last year, we were just like you, both admiring and fearing Senior Lynn."
"But later," the Second Years looked at each other with identical smiles, "we discovered Senior Lynn's true, soft interior."
Even when she was still mired in the mud herself, she was willing to offer her back to others to help them cross to the other shore.
"Senior Lynn is undoubtedly someone to be relied upon," they told the first-year fledglings, "but equally, she is undoubtedly someone to be protected and cherished by us. This is Ravenclaw's inheritance, our inheritance."
"You'll understand soon enough."
The first-year fledglings nodded half-comprehendingly, but as they looked at Lynn again, the fear in their eyes had vanished, replaced by deep curiosity and a hint of admiration.
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