My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 200, Section 197: Never, ever run out of money! (Long Chapter)

Harry is the main character at the Weasleys' house today. Lynn had lunch at the Burrow at noon and then said goodbye.

Before leaving, George and Fred quietly put their arms around his shoulders and pulled him to a corner.

"We heard that Professor Dumbledore invited that star wizard Gilderoy Lockhart to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts this year?" George asked.

Lynn blinked: "Didn't you see the textbook list for Hogwarts this year? The textbook for Defense Against the Dark Arts is Mr. Lockhart's autobiography. Even if he's not the professor himself, he must be a huge fan of his."

George and Fred exchanged a glance.

"We think he's a show-off," Fred said.

"That's right, Mom actually idolizes this kind of guy," George added.

Lynn didn't seem to care much: "That's normal. Lockhart is the idol of all the witches in the wizarding world, including Hermione."

"So, aren't you going to do anything, Lynn?" the twins said in unison, looking at him.

Lynn looked at the two of them, puzzled, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"We want to teach him a lesson," Fred said viciously.

George continued, "Right at school, in front of everyone, embarrass him."

The twins were clearly provoked by Mrs. Weasley's eagerness for Lockhart, and although they had never met him, they had already included this con man in their list of prank targets.

"But I don't play pranks," Lynn said, shrugging.

"You don't need to do it yourself, we have our own plans," Fred whispered to Lynn.

"But we're only embarrassing him at school, where Mom can't see it. I heard you mention at school that your family has a camera?"

Lynn nodded, understanding what he meant.

"You mean I should bring my camera with me when school starts this semester, take pictures of Lockhart making a fool of himself while you're pranking him, and then show the pictures to your mothers?"

"That's right, that's it!" George excitedly patted Lynn on the shoulder.

Lynn thought about it and felt there was nothing wrong with it. Actually, he also disliked Lockhart; the guy was too good at pretending.

"Okay, see you when school starts."

He said goodbye to the twins and the Weasleys, declined Mrs. Weasley's offer to stay, and then left the Burrow.

Following the direction he had previously inquired about from the twins, Lynn transformed into a crow and flew northwest.

After flying about five or six miles, he found a red-roofed house that George and Fred had described to him.

The Diggory houses look much more formal than the Weasley houses.

This is a beautiful two-story house, with a garden enclosed by a fence around the outside.

Lynn landed in front of the garden and transformed back into human form, then knocked on the Diggory's door.

Soon, the sound of slippers slid on the floor came from inside, and Cedric, dressed in his pajamas, opened the door.

"good afternoon."

Lynn greeted him from outside the door and then walked into his house without any hesitation.

Cedric stared at him in astonishment, instinctively stepping aside to let him in.

Looking at the clean and tidy floor, Lynn did not rush in.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and find a pair of slippers for the guest."

Cedric finally snapped out of his shock and said with delight.

"Why are you here?"

"I helped Professor Dumbledore send Harry to the Weasleys. I heard your house is nearby, so I came here specifically to see if the young master Diggory, who's always so bored staring at slugs, has turned into a slug now."

"Your concerns are valid; I dreamt yesterday that I turned into a slug."

"That's disgusting! And are you really going to just stand at the door talking to me without offering to get me a pair of slippers?"

Cedric then snapped out of his daze and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet for Lynn.

"Who's here?" a woman's voice came from the Diggory's kitchen.

Lynn was changing his shoes when Cedric called out, "It's Lynn's mother, he's here as a guest."

Mrs. Diggory was tall and thin, and looked to be in her early thirties, not very old. She was wearing an apron and carrying a wand as she walked out of the kitchen, seemingly having just been cleaning it.

"It's Lynn. Cedric talks about you all the time at home. I'm sorry, your arrival is so sudden, I wasn't prepared."

"It's alright, madam. I was being presumptuous and didn't tell Cedric beforehand."

Mrs. Diggory was very welcoming to Lynn. Cedric was an only child, unlike the Weasleys who had many siblings. He was indeed quite bored at home alone during the summer vacation with no entertainment.

Lynn followed Cedric to visit his own room.

Like Harry Potter and Ron, he was a huge Quidditch fan, and the walls of his room were covered with Quidditch team posters that Lynn didn't recognize.

The room was carpeted, and there was a large desk against the wall by the window, covered with various books and several potted magical plants that posed no danger. On the windowsill was a transparent breeding box containing a slug.

In addition, Lynn noticed a portrait of an old wizard in Cedric's house, which looked quite out of place with the other Quidditch posters.

"Who is this? Is he also your idol?"

Cedric was coming in from the kitchen with dessert when he saw the portrait Lynn was pointing to and explained it to him.

"This is Edridge Diggory, my ancestor, and a source of pride for our family. He served as Minister for Magic of England from 1733 to 1747, and died in his office from draconian smallpox."

This was the first time Lynn had heard Cedric talk about his family history, and he never expected that his family had even served as Minister of Magic for a term.

"Is the Diggory family also a pure-blood family?"

“No,” Cedric shook his head and said, “We are mixed-race. Before someone compiled a list of pure-blood wizarding families in Britain in 1930, our family was no longer pure-blooded. There are only 28 pure-blooded families in all of Britain now; most of the others are mixed-race.”

There are indeed very few pure-blood wizards left in the magical world, but these few pure-blood wizards occupy more than 80 percent of the wealth and power in the entire magical world, and the distribution of social resources also follows a pyramid model.

"By the way, Lynn." Cedric suddenly took a newspaper out of his desk drawer. It wasn't a magical newspaper, but the famous Times of Muggle.

"Did you know? Ian has inherited the title of Duke!"

Lynn took the newspaper from Cedric. The front page reported on the succession of the new Duke Argyll, who was only 13 years old, and there was also a full-body photo of Ian.

There seemed to be quite a few people at the enthronement ceremony, but he still stared at the camera with a cold expression, looking like he had a stoic face.

Lynn wasn't surprised by Ian's succession, as it was expected. What surprised Lynn was that Cedric was even more well-informed than him, and that someone in the wizarding world was even subscribing to The Times!

"You're overthinking it. I didn't subscribe to this newspaper." Before Lynn could even speak, Cedric had already seen what Lynn wanted to ask from his eyes, and explained.

"Because I was so bored at home recently, I wrote you and Ian a letter every day, but neither of you replied. So I kept writing every day. Then a couple of days ago, Ian replied to me with this newspaper in his letter. He told me that he was very busy lately and didn't have time to write back to me. He asked me not to send owls to his house anymore. His butler and bodyguards almost shot down the mail owls several times, thinking they were animal bombs. For the sake of my pet, let's talk about it when school starts."

Lynn laughed so hard she collapsed onto the carpet.

"So how many letters did you write to him?"

"Fifteen letters, I suppose."

"Now I finally know how boring you are," Lynn said, looking at him sympathetically. "You wrote me fifteen letters, Ian fifteen letters, and you've already sent out thirty letters in less than a month of vacation. Where did you get those two owls?"

“I borrowed my mother’s.” Cedric set out the afternoon tea that Mrs. Diggory had prepared on the table. “And you haven’t even mentioned yourself yet. Where have you been for the past ten days? Even the owls couldn’t find you.”

I took a trip to the Soviet Union.

They casually killed their Auror Director and even demolished their country.

Lynn thought the last sentence to himself, but didn't say it out loud.

The recent situation in Sugok has also been reported in the Daily Prophet of the British magical community, so Cedric naturally knew what had happened there recently.

"Su Country isn't very peaceful," he said, frowning. "I heard my dad say yesterday that the Su Country Magic Committee no longer exists; they've disbanded, and the name Su Country will cease to exist."

"Yes, things are certainly not peaceful."

Lynn picked up a piece of pastry made by Mrs. Diggory, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and then gulped it down with the black tea in his cup.

Cedric squinted at him: "You can't eat afternoon tea like this."

"This is the greatest compliment to your mother's cooking skills." Lynn, completely lacking in manners, picked up another scones and asked while eating.

"The food is really delicious. Can I take some home with me?"

"You really don't consider yourself a guest."

"Your house is my house, and besides, you even got to taste the delicious meal I cooked for you at Hogwarts." Lynn glanced at Ian on the newspaper and clicked his tongue. "Ian's family is quite wealthy now. Next time we have the chance, we should go to his house and try to get some good stuff. There's bound to be plenty of good stuff there."

"You sound just like a bandit."

……

Lynn spent an afternoon at the Diggory's house and returned home laden with two boxes of Mrs. Diggory's homemade desserts.

However, when he got home, he only had one box left of his spoils.

Umaru, taking it for granted, demanded a reward, claiming she had completely mastered the multiplication tables, and took one of the boxes of sweets.

Lynn had completed his task of bringing Harry from the Dursleys to the Weasleys. As for the second task Dumbledore had given him, to visit Lockhart's family, he had plenty of time and wasn't in a hurry to go, since he would be going to Lan Kingdom again in a couple of days.

The Ministry of Magic of Lan Kingdom has been established for almost a week now, and Yelena estimates that she will soon be able to temporarily escape her busy schedule and go with him to Gringotts, Switzerland to handle the transfer of the vault.

During the remaining days, Lynn did not stay idle at home. In addition to teaching Umaru some basic knowledge, he also continued to provide Tom with character education.

In addition, Hermione came to his house every day, ostensibly to do summer homework together.

But actually, Lynn didn't have any summer homework at all, because he had excellent grades in all subjects in his final exams, and Dumbledore had given him extra tasks, so Lynn didn't have any homework this summer.

He ruthlessly exposed Hermione's hypocrisy—pretending to do homework together at his house but actually just freeloading—which infuriated the girl, who then asked him to tutor her with her summer homework instead.

Lynn has been staying home these past few days taking care of her three children's studies. It's been a bit uneventful, but not too boring.

Seven days after returning to England from Lan, Lynn visited Yelena's home in Lan as promised.

Compared to before, Yelena had become much thinner in just one week. This morning, she seemed to have deliberately canceled her business with the Ministry of Magic and was waiting for Lynn at home.

"If you're still busy, I can wait a bit longer," Lynn said, looking at Yelena, who, although she looked thinner, had a much better spirit than before.

"It's alright." She shook her head. "The Ministry of Magic is running smoothly now, and I have much less free time than I did a few days ago. Besides, now that I know you are Alice's son, the Lungard family business can no longer be in my hands."

"Industry?" Lynn noticed the word Yelena used. "So, what my parents left behind wasn't just a simple vault of gold?"

"Pure property is just inanimate objects; only industries that can continuously generate money are truly valuable."

Yelena suddenly apologized to him, saying, "Because your mother promised me before she passed away that she would support my business in the Soviet Union, after the Lungard family's property was transferred to my hands, I used a portion of the money. However, I only used the profits from one of the businesses over the past ten years. I didn't touch the assets in the treasury."

Lynn didn't care about the matter: "It's okay, my mother agreed to give it to you. Besides, you didn't know I existed before, so even if you spend all the money, I won't say anything."

"It's more than you can spend."

"What?" Suddenly, Lynn didn't hear her words clearly.

Yelena repeated herself earnestly, "Your family has more money than you can spend."

Lynn looked at her, completely bewildered: "What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says."

For now, I'll update one long chapter of 4000 words every day. I plan to start increasing the updates after the New Year, initially two chapters of 400 words each, but the specific increase will depend on the actual situation. (^3^)╱~~

(End of this chapter)