My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 178, Section 175: The Foolish Woman

In addition, Dumbledore specifically noted in the letter that Yelena played an important role in causing divisions within the magical community of Sumer.

The situation in the Soviet Union is not good now. Dumbledore warned him at the end of the letter that if he could return after he finished his business, he should do so. After Fawkes delivered the letter, he followed him and could return to England at any time through it.

After reading the letter, Lynn turned to look at Fox, who was perched on his shoulder, and instinctively wanted to stroke its bright red feathers.

But Fox seemed to have anticipated his intentions, glaring at him with his golden eyes, and Lynn had no choice but to awkwardly lower his hand.

"Stay with me in the sky, but don't get too close. Don't let anyone else find you. I'll call for you when I need your help."

The phoenix understood Lynn's words, flapped its wings, and disappeared into the night.

Lynn glanced at the letter in his hand again, then put it back into the envelope. He tapped it lightly with his wand, and the envelope and the letter burst into flames, burning until they were completely consumed.

He knew, of course, that Yelena was hiding something from him, but their relationship had evolved from one of mutual exploitation to one of ordinary friendship.

Lynn was already using the other person as bait, so it wasn't wrong for others to keep things from him.

Moreover, what she was hiding was most likely related to some internal struggles within the Soviet Union, which had nothing to do with him, so Lynn had no interest in it.

The biggest help Dumbledore's letter provided to Lynn was sending Fawkes over, which undoubtedly boosted Lynn's confidence, allowing him to come and go as he pleased in the Soviet Union.

Moreover, the letter itself is also very important.

This shows that Old Deng didn't intend to harm him by sending him to the Soviet Union. After sensing that he might be in danger, he immediately sent Fox to cover for him. The goodwill contained in this made Lynn very happy.

This is why he went to great lengths to capture Voldemort in his second year; if you want others to treat you with kindness, you must first show kindness yourself.

Silent all night.

The next morning, when Lynn woke up on the sofa, Ruslan had already left with the film rolls he had taken, Yelena was in the kitchen helping to prepare breakfast, and Anrina was sitting at the table, waving her fork and swinging her legs while waiting.

Lynn yawned, washed her face, and then sat down next to the little girl with her messy hair.

Anrina held her fork and tilted her head to look at him, while Lynn stared at her with wide eyes.

"How old are you this year?" Lynn asked casually.

Anrina grinned, revealing a missing front tooth that made her speech slurred, and held up five fingers as she spoke.

"Six years old!"

"Your number is five, not six," Lynn pointed out her mistake.

Anrina looked at her palm: "But I only have five fingers, I can't extend six."

Lynn pried her fingers apart and pressed down the middle three fingers, leaving only her thumb and little finger.

"This represents six."

Anrina held up her hand in confusion: "But only two fingers are sticking out, it should be two."

"When the index and middle fingers are extended together, it represents two, and these two fingers together represent six."

Yelena came out of the kitchen carrying fried eggs and sausages, and rolled her eyes at Lynn and Anrina for their interaction.

"Don't teach kids nonsense. When did the gesture for making a phone call become a sign of six?"

Lynn shrugged, watching Yelena teach Anrina that if she wanted to represent six with her hands, she could use both palms, and he secretly complained to himself.

What a foolish woman.

"Now that we have the documents, how do we get on those Muggle-like flying vehicles you mentioned?" Yelena asked Lynn, taking a sip of milk.

"That's called an airplane. It's very simple. As long as you have money and identification, you can buy a ticket at the airport. But I'm a little worried about something else."

Lynn, with a sausage skewered on a fork, frowned slightly. "Do you think if the Aurors from the Soviet Union found out you were on a Muggle plane, they might go to any lengths to capture you, regardless of the lives of other Muggles, and do something drastic in the sky?"

Upon hearing Lynn's words, Yelena's expression immediately turned sour.

"They wouldn't be that crazy."

Anyone could hear the lack of confidence in Yelena's tone. Her behavior made Lynn suspicious. He had only mentioned this question casually when it came to mind. Normally, even the government of the magical world would not do such a thing just to arrest someone.

But judging from Yelena's current behavior, she seems to think that the Aurors of the Soviet Union are really capable of doing it.

Lynn hesitated for a moment before asking, "By the way, I remember when Ivanov arrested you, he said you were some kind of opposition leader? So, you hold a very important position in your organization?"

Yelena pursed her lips and looked up at Lynn.

"Are we friends, Hubert?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow: "I guess so. I was just asking casually. If it involves your privacy, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

She gritted her teeth and finally decided to tell Lynn what had happened.

"My father was also a shaman of the Chur tribe, but he married the daughter of a Slo noble family, who is my mother."

Relying on my mother's family's influence in the magical world of Su, his career in the committee progressed smoothly. He even became one of the seven committee members who actually held power when he was in his thirties. However, he never forgot his identity and the tragic situation of the Chur tribe wizards since ancient times. So after the committee gained some power, he began to actively work on various policies for racial equality in the magical world of Su.

Initially, his plan went very smoothly. The committee did not obstruct his proposal and resolution due to external pressure. He even used tactics to win the support of nearly half of the committee members. Finally, the committee voted and decided to carry out the reform.

At that time, all the Chur wizards worshipped him as a hero. No one wanted to be treated unfairly, and no one wanted their child to be discriminated against while attending the magic academy. Everyone believed that the future would be bright because the reforms had begun, and the committee wouldn't be so shameless as to back out.

But all those Sloan committee members who expressed support for my father deceived him. They only wanted to make empty promises to alleviate the increasingly acute ethnic conflicts in the country. In reality, they had no intention of improving the lives of the Chur shamans. Only a very small number of minority shamans would benefit from the reforms.

Even so, the rights and benefits originally promised to them were repeatedly delayed, with no intention of fulfilling them at all.

My father was furious. He stormed into the committee and questioned the members in front of them, asking if they wanted to make the sorcerers of other ethnic groups slaves to the Sloths forever.

Then he was arrested and imprisoned in a Siberian wizarding prison, where he died of depression two years ago, and the Soviet magical community has become what it is today.

I've postponed the bonus chapter for the helmsman until tomorrow. (Runs away, covering face)

(End of this chapter)