My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 203. 200. I Bought Hogwarts! (Long Chapter)

"I recommend a wand with a yew wood shaft; it would suit the people of your family."

Grigorovich recommended a wooden shelf to Lynn, where wands with yew wood shafts were displayed.

Lynn walked over and examined each wand on the wooden frame one by one. Strangely, unlike what Gregorovich had said, although the compatibility between these wands and him was not low, the highest compatibility was only 89%, which was not as high as the compatibility of his first wand.

However, Lynn did not plan to continue looking. He did not have much need for a wand. With the badge, his fingers were the best tool for casting spells. Choosing a new wand was just a way to avoid being noticed in normal times.

"Yew wood paired with Dragon Heartstrings is very volatile, but also very powerful," Gregovich exclaimed, looking at the wand in Lynn's hand.

"I don't believe Ollivander's theory about wands choosing wizards." He looked at Lynn seriously.

"Many wizards boast about how powerful their wands are, but they often overlook the fact that what truly makes a wand powerful is the wizard himself. Great wizards make great wands, not the other way around."

"I'll remember that," Lynn nodded and said.

After recognizing the person and getting a free magic wand, Yelena and Lynn didn't stay long. They got up, said goodbye to Gregorovich, and left Germany through the fireplace in his shop.

"Where are we going now?"

"Go to your parents' old house in Switzerland. Old John lived nearby, and your parents' graves are there too."

On the outskirts of an ordinary Muggle village in Switzerland, Yelena and Lynn arrived at a manor.

"This is your parents' old home, and they eventually died here."

The manor looks somewhat desolate and dilapidated, but one can still see the former glory of Lungard from the building.

"As for who killed your parents, I only know of one person, Ivanov." Yelena knew less about the inside story than Lynn did.

"Your mother is half Sukuri. She also worked for the Sukuri Magic Council. After marrying your father, she quit her job in Sukuri and moved here with her husband."

Lynn touched the somewhat mottled walls outside the manor, but didn't really feel anything.

"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Yelena asked.

"No, thank you." Lynn shook his head. "I did get some information from Ivanov. Their murders weren't just the work of the Soviet Magic Committee. Whether we see this old house or not doesn't really matter."

Yelena's expression froze.

"Who else is there besides them?"

"I don't think it's a good thing to tell you this."

She said, somewhat annoyed, "I'm at least a Minister of Magic now."

Lynn looked her up and down: "That's not enough. Besides, the Ministry of Magic, where you are the minister, needs to rely on others to protect its own country's armed forces. Don't blame me for being blunt, but Lan is now a weak country that needs to depend on other powerful countries."

Although Lynn's words were hurtful, Yelena knew he was absolutely right. Lan was indeed a weak country that couldn't even guarantee its own safety. Her position as Minister of Magic sounded impressive, but in reality, she was no better than a Director of the British Ministry of Magic.

Yelena took a deep breath and looked at Lynn.

"Sometimes I often suspect that the image you used to use to deceive me was the real you, and the childlike image you have now is just a facade."

Lynn shrugged, not denying it.

"You can go to England and look up the person I impersonated before. You'll only find out that he was a Death Eater who died in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts."

He turned and headed toward the old John's house that Yelena had pointed out to him earlier; it was less than a mile away.

Yelena gritted her teeth as she watched Lynn's retreating figure.

"So, between Hubert and Lynn, which one are you?"

"What are you doing? Hubert and Lynn are just different names. I am who I am," Lynn said without turning her head.

Yelena clenched her fists angrily, then quickly followed behind him.

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In less than ten minutes, they arrived at an ordinary house. Compared to the manor where Lynn's parents had lived, this place was like a villa compared to a rural tile-roofed house.

"John Davis is the one who swore a blood oath to the Lungard family. He was also a wizard, but because your great-grandfather once saved his life, he later used an ancient spell to swear an oath with his own blood that he would never betray the Lungard family for the rest of his life. That's how he became your family's butler at that time."

He's been handling most of your family's businesses outside the home, for decades. Even though your parents are dead, and Lungard is essentially childless, he hasn't broken his vow; every year he still deposits large sums of money from those magical companies into Gringotts.

In front of old John's residence, Yelena and Lynn gave a brief introduction to this loyal old butler.

But Lynn had a question: "With so many companies, can he manage to manage them all by himself?"

"He's certainly not alone; Old John has a team dedicated to this."

A professional team, no problem.

"If I hadn't shown up, or if my parents and I had been killed back then, would that huge mountain of gold in the vault have been left unused?" Lynn asked.

Yelena didn't hide anything and said frankly, "If it weren't for you, I would have used that money to build the newly established Ministry of Magic in Lan Kingdom."

Lynn clicked his tongue and said, "So now all this money is going to benefit me. Don't you hate me to death?"

Yelena rolled her eyes.

"These things were never mine to begin with. Besides, if I really hated you, would I have taken you around for so long?"

As they spoke, they knocked on Old John's door, but no one answered.

"Normally, he's not home," Yelena said, shrugging.

"So what do we do now?"

"You'll have to come back another time. Let's go to your parents' graves first, including your grandfather and great-grandfather."

The cemetery was the public cemetery of this small village. Yelena and Lynn brought three bouquets of flowers there.

As soon as you enter the cemetery, you can see an old man in a black robe standing silently in front of a tombstone.

Yelena exclaimed excitedly, "It seems we don't have to wait until next time to make the trip, Old John is right here."

They approached the old man and first placed the flowers they were carrying in front of the grave.

Old John snapped out of his reverie and turned to look at Yelena and Lynn with surprise.

"Sayik, and this is too."

Old John's pupils contracted sharply when he saw Lynn's face.

"This is, this is..."

Even someone of his age would have tears well up in his eyes the moment he saw Lynn, and he would stammer and be unable to speak.

Yelena spoke for him, saying what he wanted to say.

"He is Elena's son."

Old John finally couldn't hold back his tears any longer. He sniffled his red nose and sobbed like a child.

"I knew it! Lungard didn't die without an heir, and the master wouldn't die with regrets. All these years of managing these businesses have been worthwhile!"

He squatted on the ground, hugged Lynn, and cried as he expressed his joy.

Lynn hesitated for a moment, then patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"Don't you need to verify my identity?"

Old John wiped away his tears, suppressing his excitement. He grabbed Lynn's shoulders with both hands and looked intently at Lynn's face.

"There's no need for any proof of the child. I made a blood oath with the Lungard family. I can sense whether you are a descendant of Lungard or not when I see you. Moreover, I know that Madam was pregnant back then."

Yelena looked at him in surprise.

"Do you know why you never told me?"

Old John shook his head painfully: "The lady and master didn't even leave behind their bodies after they died. I only know that the lady had a child, but I didn't know that they had already given birth to the child when they were killed."

"Why didn't they tell me that back then?"

"They already sensed something was wrong, and they're probably hiding this to leave Lund a way out in the worst-case scenario."

Lynn listened to Old John and Yelena's conversation while turning his head to look at the tombstone.

There were no photos, not even a biography, just two names and the dates of their birth and death. Old John even said that his parents' bodies were never found after their deaths, meaning the grave was still empty.

Lynn was somewhat moved.

Even if you have a mountain of gold, or your family fortune is spread throughout the entire magical world, it's all meaningless if you don't have enough strength.

Look at Grindelwald, who is still imprisoned in Nurmengard. Even though he has nothing now and more than half of the Ministry of Magic hates him, no one dares to provoke him in that prison. That is the infamous reputation he left behind.

Therefore, Lynn was not captivated by the vast fortune in the vault, a fortune he could never spend in ten lifetimes.

As the saying goes, money that isn't spent is just a pile of useless scrap metal; its most fundamental purpose is to use money to acquire something truly useful.

After meeting old John, Lynn and his companions paid their respects at the graves of the Lungards for a while, then laid flowers at the graves of Lynn's grandfather and great-grandfather before finally leaving the cemetery.

They arrived at old John's house.

He lived alone in his house, as if he were unmarried.

Old John poured them some black tea: "I live alone, so I don't have much to offer you. Please forgive me."

Yelena picked up the slightly hot black tea and reported to him.

"I transferred those two vaults in Lungard to Lynn's name before I came here, so I don't have anything from Alice's family anymore."

"That's how it should be."

Lynn took a sip of her black tea: "So, you're saying I can use the money in the vault whenever I want?"

Old John affirmed, "This is your right."

"Alright, since you have experience, can you help me calculate whether the money in the vault is enough to buy the entire Hogwarts?"

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Lynn's words were surprising. Before Old John could answer, Yelena stammered out her question.

Why did you decide to buy Hogwarts?

Lynn leaned back on the sofa and said casually, "It's nothing, I just have so much money I don't know what to do with it. I quite like Hogwarts, so I'm happy to buy it."

That's such an infuriating tone.

Yelena silently complained to herself.

Old John was the most professional. Upon seeing Lynn, he automatically assumed the role of the butler. After recovering from his shock, he earnestly analyzed the situation for Lynn.

"Young master, Hogwarts is not the property of any one person. Even the most renowned headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, cannot be considered the owner of Hogwarts. If we had to assign an owner to this school, it would only be the British Ministry of Magic."

"I know that." Lynn had already figured out Hogwarts' management structure long ago. "Hogwarts' shares are dispersed. The largest shareholder is indeed the British Ministry of Magic, but it also has twelve other smaller shareholders who are directly involved in management."

Yelena squinted at him.

"You've been planning this for a long time, you're obviously up to no good."

"You're prejudiced against me. I want to buy Hogwarts for the good of the school."

Old John was very knowledgeable about the magical world, especially the British side, which he paid close attention to.

"You mean the twelve members of the Hogwarts Board of Governors?"

"Yes, it's them."

Before Lynn even got his hands on the Lungard family's treasury, he already had the idea of ​​buying Hogwarts.

In the original story, Dumbledore was constantly restrained by the Board of Governors and the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts, and was even expelled from the school at one point. This made Lynn wonder whether the results of the educational reforms could be protected if they were to begin later.

So before the reforms officially began, Lynn wanted to eliminate these hidden dangers. He wanted to cut off the hand that could reach out to Hogwarts and threaten it at any time, whether it was the Board of Governors or the Ministry of Magic.

If Lynn had a way to deal with the British Ministry of Magic, why would he put the cart before the horse by reforming Hogwarts?

Because all officials in the British Ministry of Magic are graduates of Hogwarts, in the British magical world, although the Ministry of Magic can manage schools, the most fundamental system is still Hogwarts School of Magic.

Lynn had money before, but it was unrealistic for him to actually buy Hogwarts, given his age and lack of connections in the wizarding world. Even with money, he wouldn't know where to start. But now that Old John is here as his butler, things are different.

He has a professional team under him, and he holds equity representation in half of the companies in the entire wizarding world. Most importantly, he is absolutely loyal to the Lungard family. This makes up for Lynn's shortcomings, and he can stay behind the scenes and let old John buy Hogwarts on his behalf.

"You mean, buy their Hogwarts board seats from these twelve board members?" Old John quickly understood Lynn's meaning, but then he shook his head and said.

"They estimate that no one will sell it; generally, no one would relinquish this kind of power."

"That's easy," Lynn said nonchalantly. "Let's buy these twelve families first."

I think it's good.

(End of this chapter)