My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 433, Section 430: Another Possibility

Lynn had thought many times about what the first thing he would say to Grindelwald when they met.

But Grindelwald was so nonchalant, as if this wasn't their first meeting, but rather something they already knew well, like a grandson who had lived in the city for years suddenly returning to the countryside to see his grandfather. This caught Lynn off guard.

Grindelwald didn't greet Lynn at all; there wasn't much to offer him anyway. The place was completely empty, without even a table to put anything on, and Lynn didn't even have a place to sit.

"There's a stone stool behind you. You can sit there for now. Of course, if you don't find the stone stool as comfortable as a chair, you can use magic to turn it into a chair yourself."

Lynn didn’t care at all that the stone pier was just a stone pier. He sat on it more upright than he had ever been, just as Grindelwald had instructed, like a primary school student preparing to listen to a teacher’s lecture.

Grindelwald couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lynn's expression.

His laughter wasn't as amiable as Dumbledore's; after all, a thin, bald old man couldn't possibly appear prosperous.

"This is our first meeting. I remember the last time I saw you when you were less than a year old. Although we are the two people in the world who are most closely related by blood, it is okay to be casual. But you haven't called me once since we met. This is not the kind of politeness one should show to an elder."

Lynn only then realized what was happening. He hadn't said a word since entering the room, and then he lowered his head and called out,

Uncle Zeng.

"Hehehe, I'm already an ancestor, but you're not wrong in addressing me. Your father calls me Great-Grandfather, your grandfather calls me Uncle, and your great-great-grandfather is my younger brother."

Grindelwald clearly understood their blood relationship and shook his head, saying, "But actually, your great-grandfather had already separated from me back then. He abandoned the Grindelwald surname and changed it to Lungard. When I was young, I thought his behavior was very cowardly, so I always despised the Lungard surname."

Lynn scratched his head: "So that's why you chose Belloc's surname for me in the first place?"

"Yes, but do you know why I named you that?" Grindelwald's smile was somewhat strange and mysterious.

Lynn shook his head; he truly didn't know the meaning of his name.

"Alright, you seem a little nervous right now, and I probably know why you're nervous. But that's exactly why I had Dumbledore call you here. So before we begin our formal conversation, we need to be frank about a few things."

Grindelwald met Lynn's gaze with his still bright eyes, but Lynn didn't quite understand what he meant.

What am I nervous about?

Isn't it just the kind of nervousness an orphan should feel when meeting their nominal relatives for the first time?

"Lynn Bellocch, Lynn Bellocch," Grindelwald repeated Lynn's name twice before suddenly speaking.

"Don't you think the pronunciation sounds a lot like the name Lin Beiluo?"

Lynn looked confused for a moment, but in less than three seconds he realized what was happening.

With a "whoosh," he stood up from the stone bench!

His eyes held an unprecedented sense of bewilderment, confusion, and a hint of fear!

He stared intently at the seemingly harmless old man sitting on the wooden bed with his legs drawn up to his chest, and asked with his lips pursed white.

How did you know that name?

Lin Beiluo is Lin En!

However, this name has nothing to do with him in this world. It was given to him by the director surnamed Lin in his previous life when he was just an ordinary orphan in an orphanage in the Celestial Empire.

There was no special meaning to it; it was just that he was abandoned by his biological parents at the north gate of the orphanage, so the director named him after his own surname, Lin Beiluo.

But even Lynn himself had almost forgotten this name; it had remained hidden in the deepest corner of his memory. Protected by the system's special, closed-off brain, even Dumbledore couldn't glimpse it.

How did Grindelwald know that?

Grindelwald remained all smiles, seemingly amused by Lynn's reaction. Lynn, however, saw no malice in his eyes, as if he were a grandfather with a mischievous grin exposing his grandson's secret stash of snacks.

This shouldn't be his normal reaction.

If he knew he was a time traveler whose soul had taken over the body of his own relative, Grindelwald should have been furious and would have unleashed an Avada Kedavra spell on him to avenge his great-grandson.

"You don't need to worry. Time has taken away too much from me, not just my former ambitions, but also my magic. Unlike Dumbledore, I haven't been able to preserve my magic so well. I don't pose any threat to you now. You also don't need to worry about me reading minds. I don't have such a perverted hobby. It's just that I know a lot of things, so I can roughly guess what you're thinking right now."

Grindelwald said with a smile.

But Lynn did not let her guard down at all.

The fact that he was a transmigrator was his biggest secret in this world, and he had to figure out why Grindelwald knew even this.

Seeing Lynn's expression, Grindelwald did not show any displeasure.

"Being vigilant is a good thing. I'll tell you why I know, but you can sit down now. You don't have to stand. You don't feel tired, but constantly looking up at people is a very tiring thing for an old man whose health is not as good as before."

Lynn and Grindelwald looked at each other. He finally sat down slowly and decided to listen to him finish. At least from the current situation, he didn't seem to have any hostility towards him.

"You've always been prone to making the mistake of trusting too much in your past life's experiences and relying too much on them," Grindelwald said softly, making no attempt to evade the fact that he knew Lynn was a time traveler.

"Just like when you were sent to a Muggle orphanage by Kira, you always thought that your biological parents in this life were also Muggles. Even when you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin House, which was prejudiced against Muggle blood, you did not waver in your belief until Kira exposed himself and you realized that you were a pure-blood."

He seemed to know everything Lynn had been through, unlike a prisoner who hadn't left the prison in decades.

"After you were three years old and had memories of your past life, you subconsciously believed that your soul had stolen the body of a boy named Lynn Bellock. But why didn't you consider another possibility?"

Why couldn't it be that this boy named Lynn Bellock awakened his memories of a past life when he was three years old?

(End of this chapter)