My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 235, Section 232: Hermione's (fake) daily routine of educating children

Hermione's appearance undoubtedly provided Lynn with an opportunity to travel openly and legitimately at Hogwarts.

Although the girl herself harbored great resentment towards Lynn's behavior, she eventually agreed to let him go out and parade around in her likeness, while she hid in the House of Requirement to help him find relevant information about the period when the goblins occupied Hogsmeade.

But Hermione also made a three-point agreement with Lynn.

"We have to switch back tonight. You're not allowed to use my identity to enter the girls' dormitory, the girls' restroom, or have any intimate contact with other girls!"

"I'm not a pervert, how could I do such a thing?" Lin En said righteously, as if he wasn't the one who had been in the women's restroom for several days.

And so, the first thing Lynn did after becoming Hermione was to send Professor Flitwick the book he needed.

After spending so many days in the Room of Requirement, coming out to breathe fresh air made Lynn feel much more relaxed. He hadn't forgotten the task Hermione had asked him to do next.

First, he went to the Great Hall to meet Harry and Ron at the long table in Gryffindor, then went to the library to help them finish their Charms homework, and finally went to do what he needed to do.

When he arrived at the Great Hall, Harry and Ron were eating grilled sausages with long faces, and Lynn plopped down next to them.

"Where did you go, Hermione? We realized you were missing when we got to the Great Hall," Ron asked.

Lynn rolled her eyes: "You all ran away, so Professor Flitwick had to ask me, a girl, to go to the library to help him borrow some books."

Harry scratched his head. "Sorry, Ron and I were worried about what kind of punishment Professor McGonagall would give us for what happened at the beginning of the school year, so we didn't notice you."

Lynn was skillfully cutting the steak on his plate. Although he hadn't gone hungry these past two days in the House of Requirement, he was getting tired of eating bread and biscuits every day. Since he was finally able to see meat this year, he was determined to eat his fill.

"By the way, how do you drive that flying car? Do you need to hold the steering wheel and press the accelerator yourself?" Lynn was quite interested in this. If Arthur Weasley were born a Muggle, he could definitely be an inventor. Riding a flying broomstick to get around in the wizarding world is too monotonous. The idea of ​​a flying car is quite good.

Under normal circumstances, it can be disguised as an ordinary car and drive on Muggle streets, but when needed, it can fly into the sky. With further modifications, it might even become a three-way vehicle for land, water, and air transportation.

"My dad modified the car to have autopilot capabilities; it only needs human control during takeoff and descent," Ron explained simply, then looked at him in surprise. "Why are you asking this? Didn't you always criticize us for being so reckless back then?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow: "Yes, I'm glad you still remember this, Ron. Since you brought it up, I have to say a few more words to you two."

Harry and Ron immediately interrupted him with long faces.

"What are you doing, Ron? Hermione finally didn't lecture us about this today, and you brought it up again!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please stop, Hermione. Mom has already sent a scathing letter scolding us, and Professor McGonagall will punish us too. You don't need to give us a third punishment."

Lynn is actually too busy eating meat right now; if it weren't for wanting to maintain Hermione's persona, she wouldn't have time to nag them.

He's not Umaru; impersonating him for just a few days would ruin his persona.

As Lynn pondered this, he glanced at the Ravenclaw table, where Umaru, dressed as him, was feasting. Even if Ian and Cedric were blind, they could tell something was wrong with them.

"Have you finished eating? If you have, we're going to the library to do our Charms class homework."

Lynn was the last to arrive, but she finished eating the fastest of the three.

Ron and Harry sipped their pumpkin juice slowly, and Ron suggested to him, "Why don't we just go back to the common room today? We can do our Charms homework tomorrow, since we don't have class tomorrow morning anyway."

Lynn certainly wouldn't agree. This was a task Hermione had specifically assigned him to "babysit." If he let these two brats get away with it, who knew how much Hermione would nag him?

"It's only 6 o'clock, what are you doing back in the lounge so early?"

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, their faces lighting up with eagerness. "We heard that Fried and George got their hands on some really cool stuff. They're talking about it in a mysterious way. We want to go check it out."

"Stop dreaming. Playing around will ruin your future. What kind of life will you have when you grow up if you play like this every day?" Lynn grabbed one of them by the back of his collar and dragged them out of the auditorium. "I have other things to do tonight. I can help you with your homework, but instead of being grateful, you actually tried to run away."

Second-year homework was as easy for Lynn as a high school student preparing for the college entrance exam doing second-grade math problems. He spent two hours finishing the Charms class paper before letting Harry and Ron, who looked exhausted, go.

Looking at the time, Lynn shook his head reluctantly, "It's almost eight o'clock. I was thinking of helping you guys with your Defense Against the Dark Arts homework too."

Harry and Ron shuddered and were so frightened they almost knelt down before Lynn.

"Have some mercy, Hermione. Professor Lockhart has assigned so much homework that we won't be able to finish it until the library closes. Then curfew will start, and you certainly don't want to break the school rules, do you?" Ron looked at him pitifully, and surprisingly, he said something like "I don't want to break the school rules."

Harry quickly chimed in, "That's right. We already got a scolding from the professors at the start of the semester. We can't afford to get caught by Filch for breaking school rules. Besides, didn't you say you have your own things to do?"

Lynn still had business to attend to with Ms. Gray, so he couldn't linger here any longer and decided to let them go for the night.

Harry and Ron felt like they had been granted a pardon, and forgetting to find out what he might be doing outside so late, they fled the library as if they were escaping.

Lynn also left the library and began searching for Mrs. Grey.

Ghosts have no restrictions on their activities at Hogwarts, so it's not easy to deliberately look for them. Lynn can only ask other ghosts for information.

"Sir Nicholas? Have you seen Lady Grey?"

Nick, whose head was nearly extinguished by the ghost of Gryffindor, was overjoyed to hear Lynn call out to him.

"I am pleased with Miss Granger. I like that title. As for Ms. Grey, I don't know where she is, but you can ask the fat monk. I saw them discussing something this afternoon."

(End of this chapter)