My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 391, Chapter 388: The Ultimate Simp

"That's right, it's just an ordinary mouse, but we can disguise it as Scabbers to lure Blake out."

Harry and the others all looked completely bewildered.

Why would Blake be interested in the spotted mouse?

Lynn shrugged.

"I don't know about that, but judging from his attack on Ron yesterday, he was more eager to get rid of this rat than he was to get rid of you, Harry."

"These things are irrelevant for now. If we can capture Blake, I can get him to answer whatever you want to ask him. The key is whether you dare to take the risk."

Harry blinked and whispered, "Didn't you say you could guarantee my safety?"

"I can guarantee your safety in this kind of situation, but what isn't risky? What if I'm not careful and Black suddenly uses a killing curse on you?"

"What are the chances of that happening?" Harry asked through gritted teeth.

Lynn held up one finger to him.

"There's a 10% chance, or a 10% probability, that Blake will kill you right in front of me."

Lynn was half scaring Harry, and half telling the truth.

Black did have the intention of going out and hurting Harry, but the chance was less than 1 percent.

He said that just to see how deep Harry's hatred for Black really was.

As Lynn expected, Harry readily agreed.

"I'm willing to take the risk. If it's just this way I can avenge my parents and capture Blake myself, I'm willing to do it!"

Lynn turned to look at Ron.

"So what about you, Ron? If you want to lure Blake out, you'll need to be on the front page of the paper."

Ron showed no fear whatsoever; in fact, he seemed quite excited after listening to Lynn's explanation.

"What level of newspaper is it?"

"Of course, it can only be the Daily Prophet."

"I'd be more than happy to help!" Ron said without hesitation.

Anyway, he's just getting publicity in the newspapers; he's not needed to fight Blake.

After finalizing everything, Lynn immediately stood up from his chair.

"Alright, you'd better get ready today, the Daily Prophet's interview will begin this afternoon."

He pointed his wand at the mouse on the table that had turned back to its original form, and the next second it turned back into its spotted form.

"Don't forget to spend some time getting to know this mouse; we'll need to take pictures of you then."

After giving his instructions, Lynn hummed a little tune and left the auditorium with a smile.

He had barely left the Great Hall when Hermione caught up with him from behind.

She looked at Lynn with suspicion: "This isn't like you. You're not the kind of person who would let your friends take such risks."

Lin Enchong winked at her.

"Trust me, Hermione. Don't ask any questions. Just do as I say. I guarantee this won't be a bad thing for Harry, and they'll be in no danger whatsoever."

Hermione wrinkled her nose.

"Your expression clearly indicates you're plotting something bad."

Lynn spread her hands innocently and said, "It seems you have a deep misunderstanding about me. I think there should never be a lack of trust between us."

Hermione's ears turned slightly red. She hummed twice, didn't ask any more questions, and turned to go find Harry and the others.

After dealing with Hermione, Lynn went straight to the owl room and used his owl to write a letter to Rita Skit, a reporter for the Daily Prophet, asking her to bring a cameraman to Hogwarts that day because he had a news story to give her.

He then went specifically to the treasure trove whose entrance was located beneath the lawn outside Hogwarts.

This was Lynn's first time in this place.

The secret passage was actually damaged by the basilisk during the battle with it and Fontana last year.

He then moved into the university hospital, where Dumbledore personally repaired it.

After leaving the school hospital, he was busy with Tom's affairs and didn't feel like visiting the treasure trove where the basilisk was hiding.

He walked along the secret passage beneath the lawn for about an hour until he arrived at the legendary treasure trove of fairies.

It was completely empty inside; any original treasures, if any, had been taken away by the fairies.

Lynn looked at the surrounding stone walls and could clearly see several deep claw marks. These were obviously made unconsciously by the werewolf when he was in extreme pain during his transformation.

Ian is a werewolf, and although his werewolf form is quite unique, he cannot suppress the pain even when he transforms on a full moon night.

Lupin is clearly just an ordinary werewolf.

Even the wolfsbane potion specially brewed for him by Snape could not alleviate his pain; it could only help him retain his sanity when he became a werewolf and prevent him from rushing out to hurt people.

After surveying the site, Lynn left the treasure trove with great satisfaction.

The place is very large, making it suitable for performing some melodramatic and tragic plays.

With the actors and locations all arranged, all that's left is for him, the director, to arrange the scenes.

Black had already chosen the Firebolt, the latest flying broomstick released in the wizarding world, as Harry's Christmas present.

It must be said that these pure-blood families are indeed wealthy, and there is no such thing as breaking a law that would strip you of all your economic property.

So even though Black is currently living on the streets, he can still use a large sum of money to buy Harry a flying broomstick, equivalent to the top-tier limited edition supercar-level flying broomstick that Muggles released this year, as a Christmas gift.

He doesn't need to worry about Blake for now; he just needs to "accidentally" see a copy of the Daily Prophet later.

In the afternoon, Lynn specially hosted a dinner for Rita Skeeter, the newly appointed deputy editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet and a renowned journalist who had traveled from afar.

"We heard you have a big scoop to share with us. Is it about Dumbledore's dirty laundry? Don't worry, we will absolutely fulfill our duty as journalists and expose the disgraceful behavior of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to the world. This school only needs your leadership!"

Upon meeting, Skeeter immediately revealed her sycophantic nature.

Don't blame her for having no bottom line. Last time, it was because she flattered him so well that, supposedly, the newspaper's new investment tycoon specifically praised her for her strong professional skills and said she was a very capable journalist.

Based on just that one sentence, it's practically certain that she will be the next editor-in-chief after the current one retires.

The secret to her promotion is already so obvious; if Skeeter still can't grasp it, she might as well just find a Dementor, kiss it, and commit suicide.

(End of this chapter)