To care about a normal greeting? Besides, Lynn wasn't her partner yet.
Hermione blushed slightly at the thought and turned to hear what this Hufflepuff Little Badger wanted to say to Lynn.
Lynn turned around and looked at the Hufflepuff girl with a calm gaze. "Good morning, Miss Morwenna."
"Good morning, Senior Lynn. You know me?" Morwenna pointed to herself in surprise, not expecting Lynn to remember her name.
"Of course," Lynn said emotionlessly, nodding. "You attended the Study Group before."
"As your temporary teacher, remembering all of your names is a basic courtesy I should uphold."
Morwenna felt a warmth in her heart. "Senior Lynn! You're really suited to be a Professor!"
"Thank you, but my knowledge reserve is still lacking. May I ask why you are looking for me?"
"Yes," Morwenna said, pursing her lips as she handed the letter to Lynn. "My mom and dad are both workers responsible for producing Magic Radios. They both received letters from you yesterday, Senior Lynn."
"They've heard me mention you before, so they wanted me to help ask—is the salary and benefits you mentioned real?"
"Can you really provide such a salary and employee benefits?"
Morwenna looked at Lynn anxiously. If Senior Lynn was serious, then with the salary and benefits she mentioned, her family's life could at least improve significantly.
Her mom and dad could also change into brand-new wizard robes. Merlin knew how much her heart ached seeing her parents' wizard robes with several patches.
She had been saving her pocket money for a long time to buy new wizard robes for her parents.
Then this morning, she received a letter from them. When she saw the salary and benefits Senior Lynn could offer them, she was truly excited for quite a while.
"Of course it's real," Lynn nodded without any change in expression. "Lying is incorrect. Unless absolutely necessary, I would not do such a thing."
"Wow! This is really... thank you so much, Senior Lynn!"
Morwenna shouted excitedly and nodded earnestly to Lynn in thanks.
After two seconds, she spoke again with a worried look, "But Senior Lynn, if you do this... won't you lose money?"
She wanted her parents to get better pay, but at the same time, she didn't want her kind and gentle senior to lose money.
"No," Lynn shook her head mechanically. "According to calculations, excluding the cost of raw materials, venue costs, and labor costs—which is the salary I pay to workers like your parents—I can still make a net profit of one Sickle for every Magic Radio."
"Compared to the Pure-blood families who make a net profit of one Galleon, perhaps I am indeed losing out. But for a more balanced future overall, I believe earning one Sickle is the best choice."
"This is the most scientific and sustainable option among all alternatives. Please help me tell your parents that the salary and benefits I offered are all real, and I sincerely hope they can come to work for me."
"Okay, Senior Lynn! I'll go write a letter to my mom and dad right now!"
Clutching the letter, Morwenna turned and ran out of the Great Hall without even stopping for breakfast.
Seeing this, Lynn paused slightly, pulled out her wand expressionlessly, and gave it a wave toward the Hufflepuff Table.
A dinner knife transformed into a lunch box, and several meat pies and vegetable rolls jumped in automatically under Lynn's direction.
Making the lunch box fly into the arms of a nearby boy, Lynn looked at him with a dull gaze. "Please bring this to Miss Morwenna, Mr. Callis."
"Okay, Senior Lynn, I'll definitely deliver it."
Callis gave Lynn a sincere smile and nodded vigorously.
Turning back, Lynn had just picked up her knife and fork when Maranhao and Hermione each pinched one of her cheeks.
"Staying unmoved in the face of such huge profits—as expected of you."
Hermione said with a smile, while proudly raising her eyebrows.
Lynn allowed the two to pinch her cheeks and nodded, her voice flat. "Yes, as expected of me."
Then she quickly added, "However, this is indeed the optimal choice. It can effectively avoid an excessive wealth gap and limit everyone's greed, including mine."
"To prevent repeating the mistakes of my original world."
"Do you really have greed?"
Marietta also leaned over and poked Lynn's nose twice. "It feels like you have none at all."
Lynn blinked stiffly. "Indeed, not yet. I do not have desires for things other than learning... perhaps."
"Oh, 'perhaps'?" Maranhao looked at her craftily. "That means you think you might develop a desire for something."
"Or maybe for someone," Marietta chimed in knowingly, glancing at Hermione as she spoke. "Right?"
The expression on Lynn's face remained unmoved as she lowered her head to focus on eating.
Hermione, on the other hand, who had been glanced at, turned to look at Lynn and pursed her lips, suppressing her pounding heart as she took a large gulp of pumpkin juice.
As it turned out, the benefits Lynn offered were indeed excellent. Almost all the Wizarding World workers who received her letters accepted her job invitation.
Facing the pile of positive replies he had received, the owner of the Owl Post Office marveled inwardly before handing all the replies to the woman who came to collect the mail.
The woman smiled, tucked away the mountain of letters, and walked out of the Owl Post Office.
The warm summer breeze blew against her cheeks. Senior Platt, who had just graduated last year, chuckled.
Now, almost all the Wizards in the manufacturing link had been won over by them.
The physical manufacturing industry of the Wizarding World—from design and R&D to production and manufacturing, and then to downstream sales—was now in their hands.
One could say the entire chain was under control. Working for Junior Lin Yue was truly a pleasure.
She could hardly wait to see what Junior Lin Yue would turn the British Wizarding World—no, the whole world—into.
But perhaps they would need to wait a few more years. Platt took out her Wizard hat and put it on. At the very least, they had to wait until Miss Granger entered the Ministry of Magic so they could coordinate properly and take things further.
That would be when everything truly began.
Back at Hogwarts, Lynn sat in the History of Magic classroom taking notes seriously, point after point of knowledge being swiftly written into her notebook.
The Ravenclaw Little Eagles sitting around her were mostly asleep. Anyway, they had Lynn's notes, so they could afford to sleep a little.
While reviewing the knowledge points of History of Magic in her mind, Lynn recorded them in her notebook. She recalled each point according to the timeline, and every time she thought of one, the next point Professor Binns lectured on was inevitably that one.
Without a single error, the entire History of Magic textbook for this school year was in her head.
In a place where she couldn't see, outside the History of Magic classroom, a thin, large black dog ran past quickly.
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