My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 334, Section 331: I'm real!

Ian ate his bread expressionlessly.

"My father arranged the marriage before he passed away. The other party is also a noblewoman in the British Muggle community. You don't follow Muggle news, so you couldn't possibly know her."

Lynn and Cedric exchanged a glance.

"So, do you like her?" Cedric asked.

"We only met once, during our engagement, so how could there be any liking or disliking?"

"If you have no feelings for her, why did you agree to this marriage?"

Ian said calmly, "Because the condition my father made before he died that I could continue attending Hogwarts was this: he didn't want me to marry some random wild woman into the Campbell family. Of course, keeping her outside the family, like he did, was fine."

Regardless of the time, country, or type of noble family, marriage alliances were an indispensable means of maintaining vested interests.

Lynn and Cedric didn't try to persuade Ian to disregard his father's orders or pursue his own freedom. Since he was already engaged, it meant he was willing to fulfill the promise he made to his father on the spot.

Besides, there aren't that many passionate love stories in this world. Even in today's developed and free society, there are still a lot of nerdy guys who fantasize about the government providing them with wives.

Approaching his thirties, he had never even held a girl's hand, yet he had the audacity to say, "I haven't met the person I like yet."

Pooh!

How can you know what it feels like to like someone if you haven't even tried?

Ultimately, he just didn't dare to pursue girls and date, so he could only rely on his family to help him get married through blind dates.

Feelings don't develop overnight. As Ian and his fiancée spent more time together and got used to each other, their relationship was just as good as those so-called love at first sight.

The first day of school was quite uneventful.

No, it can't be described as bland.

Hagrid finally became the professor of the Magical Creatures Protection class this year, but his first class did not go smoothly. Malfoy's improper handling resulted in an attack by a hippogriff, leaving him with a long gash on his arm.

When he was taken to the school hospital, he kept shouting things like "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Even Lynn, who was in the classroom taking a transformation class, could hear him.

Hagrid followed them into the school hospital dejectedly. Although Malfoy's injury did have its own reasons, he really shouldn't have let the students come into contact with such a dangerous magical creature as a hippogriff in the first class of their third year.

Hagrid's troubles have only just begun; the real trouble is yet to come. Even though Malfoy's father was ousted from the Hogwarts Board of Governors because of what happened last semester, he never gives up interfering in anything at Hogwarts, especially since it involves his most beloved son.

Besides, Hermione was also complaining to Lynn about the Divination class while eating dinner.

"It's a course that's completely illogical and based entirely on guesswork. I really regret taking it; it's a complete waste of my time!"

Lynn shrugged and handed her a jar of jam.

"Didn't you apply for a time converter from Professor McGonagall? You have more time than you can use, so don't worry about wasting it."

Hermione stared wide-eyed at Lynn in disbelief.

"Professor McGonagall told me not to tell anyone! How did you know?"

Lynn blinked: "I thought with your intelligence, you would have noticed the problem when my identity was exposed at the end of last semester."

"What problem did you find?" Hermione looked at him blankly.

"Use your clever little brain to recall the first few days of last semester when we hid in the Room of Requirement and I used your identity to move around Hogwarts."

Following Lynn's words, Hermione recalled for a few minutes with her eyes wide open, and finally realized that something was wrong.

"Back then, I noticed that the little girl impersonating you was behaving strangely, and I realized it wasn't the real you. Later, when you and I were in the Room of Requirement, the little girl impersonated you and attended classes normally, but Professor Lockhart was actually you. At that time, you were still teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts classes to your students every day as usual. That means there were two real Lynn at Hogwarts at that time!"

She looked at Lynn excitedly.

"Did you use a time converter?"

So much time has passed that Lynn had no reason to deny it: "That's right, back then I discovered that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened, and then I went to Professor Dumbledore to borrow the Time-Turner and went back two weeks to the present. The person you met was me two weeks in the future."

"But Professor McGonagall told me that the Time-Turner can't travel more than 5 hours into the past. How were you able to use it to go back two weeks?"

"For safety reasons, the Time-Turners given to students have had their functions restricted by the Ministry of Magic. This thing is not a very useful alchemical tool; it is very dangerous. Even with its functions restricted, I still advise you to be cautious when using it. If something goes wrong, there will be two, three, or even more Hermiones in this world."

Upon hearing Lynn's warning, Hermione imagined herself standing in front of Lynn and telling him, "I am real! I am the real one!"—a terrifying scene—before quickly shaking her head to banish the image from her mind.

"No, I won't let that happen!"

Lynn had no idea what bizarre things Hermione was thinking; he simply reminded her one last time, "Just be careful not to overdo it."

The student council voting also ended before dinner tonight, and the names of the top ten vote-getters from each of the four colleges all appeared on the previously empty blackboard.

Most of those chosen were former prefects, since they had the most contact with the young wizards. As long as they didn't do anything to anger the crowd, everyone would vote for them.

Percy got his wish and made the list, his name appearing on the blackboard along with his Ravenclaw prefect's girlfriend.

Cedric was also on Hufflepuff's list, and even Ian was surprisingly on it.

Although he doesn't talk much and often has a poker face, everyone who spends time with him knows that he's actually very easy to get along with.

When the list was announced, Lynn was not in the Great Hall with the students looking at the final list, but was in the castle with Dumbledore choosing an office for the student council.

"Meeting rooms, the chairman's office, department offices, and a archives room—these are all necessary, and ideally, these rooms should be together. Is there any area in the castle that meets these requirements?"

(End of this chapter)