HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

Lin Boyan was responsible for the management, expansion, and cooperation of Yuying. Lin Mo had already become a hands-off manager two years ago, and Lin Boyan was unwilling to let his younger brother worry about these complicated matters.

Lin Mo's help is only needed in particularly important situations, or when Lin Boyan is unsure of what to do.

Lin Boyan felt very pleased with his younger brother's actions in helping him, and looked at Tang Chen provocatively.

Thus, a heated debate erupted.

All afternoon, Lin Mosheng slumped on the sofa, utterly dejected, quietly watching his older brother and Ziqin vie for his affections.

As for why Changfeng, who usually loves to gossip, didn't come to watch the show, it's because...

"My brother is mine, get lost! ☄ฺ(◣д◢)☄"

"It's clearly mine, but I came to keep my brother company first!"

"mine!"

"be mine!"

Changfeng: 6.

……

"Xiao Mo, are you alright?" Chang Feng asked Lin Mo weakly after a long pause.

"...Not very good." Lin Mo rubbed his forehead. "I feel like the two of us are even more exhausted than those four who are about to fight."

"You bet..." Changfeng's voice trailed off, "Holy crap! These two are really fighting!"

"Good luck..." Lin Mo had just finished speaking when she glanced at her two beloved older brothers' seats, "I...! Why are these two fighting too?!"

"Stop, all of you!" Lin Mo and Chang Feng shouted in unison from different places.

"No, how old are you two? Over a hundred million years, can't you be a little more mature?" Changfeng said, suddenly remembering that he, as the older brother, was usually the most unserious.

"You're all usually so calm, why are you all fighting the moment you're next to me?" Changfeng said coldly, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell. "If you don't want to stay, then all of you go back!"

"No, brother, we won't make a fuss anymore, please let us stay!"

"Hmph, I reluctantly agree." Changfeng turned his head to the side, pretending to be unwilling.

……

"Brothers, what are you two arguing about, one a Shadow Court Captain and the other a War Court Gate Master?" Lin Mo was speechless. He hadn't expected his two brothers to be so outrageous.

"Xiao Mo, stay away from him, he talks nonsense." Lin Boyan said.

"Don't listen to him, Xiao Mo, he's twisting the truth," Tang Ziqin retorted.

"Alright, if you two continue like this, I'll treat everyone equally and won't listen to either of you," Lin Mo quickly interrupted. Lin Boyan and Tang Ziqin looked at Lin Mo with puzzled expressions, wanting to know what he was going to do.

"I'll go on a vacation and take my men to conquer a few places," Lin Mo threatened. "...If all else fails, I'll go see Professor Snape and learn some potions and spells from him."

Although the image that came to mind was Snape angrily mocking him for having nothing better to do and being crazy, it had to be said that Snape Manor would still be infinitely quieter than this place.

"No way!" Lin Boyan and Tang Ziqin finally united and resolutely opposed Lin Mo's trip to Snape Manor.

"If you go to Snape, you'll definitely get ridiculed and mocked. You'd be better off staying home. What do you want to learn? We can kidnap a professor to teach you." The two were essentially saying the same thing.

...Brother, what are you two doing? Do you even remember what you did in your past lives? You're acting like bandits who rob and plunder.

"As long as you two don't start arguing in front of me, I can stay home." Lin Mo secretly wiped away his sweat, still feeling a bit shaken.

Who knows if his own dean will put him in a cauldron to be turned into a potion because he disturbed his vacation? The best outcome would be to be baptized by venom.

"Alright." With that, the battles on both Lin Mo's and Chang Feng's sides finally came to an end.

For the next week, there was a feeling of a war without gunpowder, but under pressure from Lin Mo and Chang Feng, they didn't cause much of a commotion.

Yu Yingli's subordinates were very efficient. Less than two days after Lin Mo improved the spell and sent it to the Merlin Order, the third-class medal of the Merlin Order had been delivered to the Lin family manor and announced to the entire magic world—the youngest recipient of the Merlin Order medal.

A beautifully crafted box adorned with ancient magical patterns was finally delivered to Lin Mo after Yu Ying's thorough inspection.

With a hint of amusement, Lin Mo opened the box. Inside, a white medal symbolized the recipient's outstanding contributions to the magical world.

As for why he felt amusement, Lin Mo genuinely felt that Lockhart, that fame-seeking scoundrel, was flaunting his Merlin Third Class Medal in front of Snape, the most outstanding Potions Master in the magical world, and he truly thought that the medal was worthless.

However... having this thing saves Lockhart from having to show off his power in front of him. After all, one is an improved spell, the other is entertainment, one is the youngest winner, and the other is the most charming smile that any powerful male wizard would scoff at.

The value of these two things... is not equal.

Not to mention that Lin Mo's improved spell was achieved by combining Chang Feng's cheat code with the essence of this spy king full of wisdom.

Although the modified spells were not originally powerful spells, and were merely spells learned in the first to fourth years of Hogwarts, the occasional danger in these spells was greatly reduced after the modifications.

This is undoubtedly an excellent way to protect young wizards, given the current negative growth trend in the wizard population.

The reduced danger, coupled with the decreased magic consumption during use, are great advantages for young wizards who are just beginning to truly learn about magic.

With the added support of the Feather Shadow faction, Lin Mo's medal is indeed well-deserved.

Having completed the current plan, Lin Mo took his two troublesome older brothers out to run some errands.

For example... eliminating certain short-sighted forces.

To prevent acquaintances from the magical world from coming looking for him, Lin Mo instructed the "neighbors" around the Lin family manor to keep an eye out for visitors and to help explain Lin Mo's whereabouts.

Of course, these "neighbors" were all people from Yu Ying's faction, and Lin Mo's destination was "going on a trip".

A——L——W——A——Y——S

Snape Manor.

In the workshop, the potion master was attentively tending to his prized potion, a potion for which he had searched for a long time to gather all the necessary ingredients.

After finishing the final bottling, Snape's tense nerves did not relax. He waved his wand, carefully manipulating magic to protect the entire potion bottle without harming the potion.

"Phew..." Even Snape, a master of Occlumency who rarely showed his emotions, couldn't help but relax and feel much happier when faced with the top-notch potion he had created and the fact that he had succeeded.

After tidying up the potions station, Snape stretched his stiff body, pushed open the workshop door, and saw that it was already late at night.

Snape had been staying up for three nights straight to prepare this potion. The Potions Master waved his wand, brightening the manor.

His dark, slightly messy hair and dark complexion all revealed his love and dedication to potions.

Summoning a house-elf, Snape at least knew how to fill his stomach, so he had it cook some food.

While waiting, Snape picked up the letters that had piled up over the past few days.

This included a notice issued by the Order of Merlin through the Ministry of Magic regarding Lin Mo being awarded a third-class medal.

"...a troublemaking little troll." Snape frowned, guessing at the unusual nature of all this.

He always had an urge to be involved in everything this little troll did. A momentary emptiness flashed in his dark eyes, all of Snape's thoughts vanished, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

This is not good for that brat. He shouldn't be involved in the dirty world he himself has entered.

The thought of alienation crossed his mind, but Snape shook his head slightly and regained his composure.

Author's rambling: Hahaha, what a wonderful week! This week was super fun (๑＞؂＜๑)

My dear homeroom teacher absolutely has to give me a hug first thing after the high school entrance exam, or I'll get angry! (doge emoji, damn it, why aren't there any doge emojis!)

The countdown to the high school entrance exam has begun; time spent at school is 1 day.