I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

"Hufflepuff is a stable academy. The little wizards assigned here are upright and loyal. They may not be the best, but they must be the most trustworthy friends."

Lynn is trying his best to maintain the image of Hogwarts, so as not to wait for the Soviet witch to communicate with Dumbledore - good guy, you Hogwarts turned out to be this kind of thing.

Dumbledore knew that he must think that he was ruining the reputation of Hogwarts, and then he must not wear his own shoes!

Slytherin is helpless, and Ravenclaw is stunned by himself, but it doesn't matter, there are mature and stable Hufflepuffs.

Lynn is confident that an academy like Cedric can develop.

Then, three minutes later, they met Cedric, who had just returned from outside the castle.

Cedric looked dirty, like he had just returned from the Quidditch pitch.

Harry Potter's performance in Game 1 put a lot of pressure on him, and he's working on a rush every day, including today.

His fighting spirit was high, and he didn't know what he was talking about. As soon as he saw Lynn, Cedric's eyes lit up and walked over.

"Lynn! I'll beat Potter!"

He put two hands on Lynn's shoulders, completely ignoring the strange witch next to him, and said loudly.

Lynn looked at him dumbfounded, wondering what happened to Cedric today.

"Uh... yes, you'll beat Potter."

"It's time to say something imposing, isn't it?"

"Can you wait until the next time you see me talking, I'm a little awkward right now..."

"Who buys millet!" Cedric shouted loudly, he let go of Lynn, clenched his fists and continued to cheer himself up as he left, "I will beat Potter! Whoever buys millet? I will defeat Potter!  …”

Shayk didn't even speak, she just looked at Lynn laughing, and Lynn felt that her face was about to be swollen.

"Is Hufflepuff the one wearing the yellow master tunic? Is that an exception?"

Shayk smiled and looked at Lynn who didn't know what to show.

"Or, he is also a mature and stable performance?"

"Okay, I admit, he just acted a little bit two, but he is usually very mature and stable, just don't know what happened today..."

Lynn's explanation was obviously weak, but Shayk didn't seem to mind the performance of the little wizards she saw just now. Not only that, but she seemed to be more interested.

"What about Gryffindor? I heard that your headmaster Dumbledore came from this house. What is the atmosphere of this house?"

Slytherin and Gryffindor are the two recognized gangsters at Hogwarts, and 90% of the chaos in the school is basically caused by them.

Slytherin is Lynn's own academy after all, and he still has the heart to help beautify it.

And Gryffindor...he couldn't help if he really wanted to.

Lynn didn't even bother to introduce. He raised his arm and pointed not far away, because he threw a big dung bomb on Mrs. Norris, said the Weasley twins, who were being chased by Filch all over the castle.

"This is Gryffindor."

Shayk didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and nodded in praise.

"Very lively and energetic."

You won't think so when the two of them smash the dung bomb on your head.

Lynn complained silently in his heart, but asked.

"You have basically seen all the students of the four academies. Is there anything else you want to see?"

Shayk looked at Lynn and pulled the hair in front of her face behind her ears. Her eyes were large and light brown.

She had a charming smile.

"May I invite you to dinner?"

Lynn didn't feel that he was a little bit moved, he even pushed a step back subconsciously, and he was already vigilant in his heart.

If you increase her age by ten years, Lynn might guess that she is coveting her own beauty, but he is only twelve years old now, even if he is a high-quality potential stock, he will definitely not be able to fascinate The level of thousands of girls.

The so-called diligence for nothing is not a traitor or a thief.

Lynn said without changing his face.

"You are Professor Dumbledore's distinguished guest, shouldn't dinner be with Professor Dumbledore?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore and I have had lunch at noon, and we have finished talking about everything that should be discussed. For dinner, I think it is still very good to chat with a little wizard about the campus life at Hogwarts. interesting."

The more she said that, the more Lynn wanted to take the blame. He looked around, hoping to find a suitable person to take the blame.

But in addition to the Weasley brothers who had been caught by Professor McGonagall and were being reprimanded, only Neville, whose legs were locked, was still crying and jumping into the Gryffindor lounge. .

Yes, Neville just jumped here.

Lynn really couldn't bear to pit this poor child, and even helped to unlock the leg-locking curse on him.

"Thank you."

Neville hurriedly ran away after thanking him gratefully. He knew that Lynn was different from Malfoy, but probably because he was bullied a lot, he always subconsciously stayed away from Slytherin students.

"I only eat dinner in the school hall."

Lynn decided to choose the location by himself, at least take the lead.

Shayk did not refuse his request.

"Why not? I've always heard the food at Hogwarts is great, and of course I'm going to try it this time."

At dinner time that day, Lynn brought the witch from the Su kingdom to the auditorium.

He didn't find a separate seat for this, but, as usual, sat at the long Ravenclaw table with Cedric and Ian.

The appearance of this strange witch, Shayk, was very conspicuous in the Great Hall, because the little wizards at Hogwarts had never seen her, especially when she was an adult witch sitting at the table of the students eating.

Cedric and Ian were much more normal when they ate, and they were a little restrained in the presence of strangers.

Lynn is very open, surrounded by his acquaintances, this is his home ground, he is not afraid of what this strange witch will do.

He asked Cedric as he ate pork knuckle.

"What's the matter with you this afternoon? Why are you yelling so loudly even if you're trying to cheer yourself up?"

Cedric was a little shy to bring this up, he just realized that this beautiful lady by their side was there when he said that to Lynn in the afternoon.

"It's Brees, who told me to hypnotize myself this way if I'm nervous about tomorrow's game."

"Do you find it useful?"

"It felt useful at the time, but in hindsight it felt so humiliating."

Shayk didn't have the air of being a commissioner of the Magic Council of the Soviet Union at all. She was quite approachable, and even joined their conversation and chatted with them about Quidditch.

"The Quidditch in the Su country is a bit different from the mainstream Quidditch in the magic world. When we play, we don't ride a flying broom but a big tree."

Riding a big tree is not made up by me, but it really has this setting. I can only say that it is indeed a fighting nation in the eyes of the world...