My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

"Ride a big tree!" Cedric exclaimed in surprise.

Shayk seemed quite pleased with Cedric's surprised reaction, and as she cut up the sausages on her plate, she chatted with them about the Scottish Quidditch team.

"Our country's Quidditch players are actually very skilled, but they always perform very poorly in the Quidditch World Championship because they are used to riding big trees but cannot adapt to flying broomsticks. So countless times, they can't even get past the preliminary rounds."

Although Lynn didn't pay much attention to Quidditch, he was interested in these interesting tidbits about the wizarding world.

"So, has your Quidditch team never considered using internationally standardized flying broomsticks for regular training?"

"Of course, some people have suggested that the Magic Council's sports and cultural department once forcibly ordered the national Quidditch team to use flying brooms for daily training, but all the Quidditch players would rather never play Quidditch in their lives than ride brooms every day. They said that's something only sissies ride, and real men should ride big trees."

Then, as if speaking privately to friends, she whispered to them.

"Actually, those idiots originally wanted to force all wizards in the country to stop riding big trees and instead ride brooms. But changing customs is not so easy. If they had actually issued such a decree, the roaring letters from the wizards of the Soviet Union would have filled the Ministry of Culture and Sports office."

Sharing secrets is undoubtedly the best way to bring people closer together.

In just a few words, the Su Kingdom witch had completely immersed herself in their conversation and even took the lead. Even Ian, who was usually not very talkative, would ask her indirectly about the living environment of the Su Kingdom werewolves.

The more Lynn talked, the more he felt that this woman was not simple. She handled interpersonal relationships so well that she easily gained Cedric and the others' initial trust.

Keep in mind, they had only known each other for less than 30 minutes. If Lynn hadn't covered for him, Cedric would have been fooled into revealing how much money his father had saved at home.

Dinner was spent in this superficially harmonious atmosphere.

Lynn felt increasingly threatened by this woman and wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

But before leaving, Shayk asked him to see her off.

"I'm staying at the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade right next door. Actually, your Headmaster Dumbledore initially recommended that I stay at the Hog's Head, but I thought it was just too filthy. I couldn't possibly sleep there unless I brought my own bed."

Lynn reluctantly agreed to escort her to the castle gate. On the way, Shayk continued to try to chat with him, but Lynn kept giving her perfunctory replies.

"I'm not in third grade yet, and I've never been to Hogsmeade, so I don't know much about the shops there."

They stopped at the gates of Hogwarts, and Shayke, without any airs of superiority, thanked Lynn.

"Thank you for your introduction and guidance today. The students from all the houses at Hogwarts are very interesting."

The peaceful day has finally come to an end, and Lynn is now much more relaxed.

"You're welcome. You're a guest of Hogwarts, so it's only right that we treat you well."

Upon hearing this, Shayk's eyes lit up.

"Really? That's wonderful! You didn't seem very enthusiastic today, so I thought you were upset that I was taking up your time. I'll have to trouble you again tomorrow to show me around Hogwarts."

Lynn was stunned when he heard this.

"Why are you coming again tomorrow?"

"Why can't I come? Headmaster Dumbledore didn't limit me to only one day at Hogwarts," the witch said with a smile.

Lynn didn't mince words this time and firmly refused.

"Sorry, you probably already heard it at dinner. My friend has a Quidditch match tomorrow, and I'm going to cheer him on, so I don't have time to be your tour guide."

But Shayk stuck to him like glue.

"I've seen too many 'riding trees' games in China, so it's nice to change things up once in a while. I can also observe the Quidditch skills of the young wizards at Hogwarts."

Lynn frowned. He felt more and more that something was wrong with this witch. She seemed to have her eye on him and wouldn't let go.

Lynn first confirmed that he was still on the Hogwarts campus before staring at the witch and saying...

"Let's get straight to the point, Ms. Shayk, why are you keeping bothering me? We don't seem to have known each other before today, do we?"

The blonde witch's smile remained unchanged.

"You're really different, Lynn. If I remember correctly, your last name is Belloc, right?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Lynn's voice had gradually turned cold.

Shayk brushed aside the strands of hair that had somehow ended up on her forehead.

"Don't be hostile towards me. I don't mean to hurt you. It's just that you look a lot like someone I used to know."

"Is that person your ex-boyfriend?" Now that the situation had been made clear, Lynn naturally wouldn't maintain a facade of respect.

The witch seemed oblivious to Lynn's sarcastic tone.

"Of course not, the person I was talking about was a woman. Are your parents also British?"

Lynn pondered the meaning behind her words, then said "the truth" with a blank expression.

"I am an orphan. I grew up in a Muggle orphanage in England. I don't even know if my parents are wizards, let alone what country they are from."

Shaike stared intently at Lynn's face for a moment with her light brown eyes.

"The eyes are very similar, but I've never heard of her having children, and the timeline doesn't match up. I'm not sure if you are her or not."

Lynn narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to play guessing games with this woman anymore. He had no interest in what she was saying. He only knew that continuing to let this woman follow him would only cause trouble.

"Sorry, it's very late. Hogwarts has a curfew at night. If I don't want to be caught violating school rules and put in solitary confinement, I have to go back to my dorm now."

The witch didn't seem to intend to make things clear with him today. She walked out of the Hogwarts gates, waving to Lynn before leaving.

"See you tomorrow, little Lynn."

Lynn ignored her and turned back to the castle.

See you tomorrow?

Let's talk again tomorrow if you can find me.

Nothing more to it, Lynn just wants to study quietly in the Room of Requirement all day tomorrow.