Some books on the Dark Arts could subtly corrupt one's mind, but she would be careful not to be influenced, Lynn felt certain.
"Very good," Professor Flitwick said, pumping his arm encouragingly. "However, you must also take care—reading must not cut into your recreation or rest time. Otherwise, we Professors might have to consider taking that slip back."
"I will remember that. Thank you, Professor Flitwick."
Lynn nodded without any expression, promising Professor Flitwick with extreme seriousness.
Even if she lost track of time while studying, Hermione would surely drag her out.
Having obtained the Professors' signatures, Lynn went straight back to the Ravenclaw Common Room.
Hermione and the seniors should have finished their practice schedule for the day. As agreed, she needed to go back and spend relaxation time with them.
Returning to the Dormitory, she indeed saw Hermione, Maranhao, Marietta, and Penelope, all showered and sitting in a circle, chatting about something.
At the sound of the door, the four girls turned simultaneously. Seeing it was Lynn, Hermione stood up with a grin and ran over to hug her around the waist.
"The white mist I produced today was even more solid, though it's a pity I still haven't made a corporeal Patronus."
Lynn reflexively mimicked Hermione's action and hugged her back, shaking her head. "No need to rush, Hermione. Your learning speed is already very fast."
"Mhm, I'm not in a rush," Hermione murmured, nuzzling into the crook of Lynn's neck and narrowing her eyes contentedly. "Finished all the books outside the Restricted Section?"
As Hermione asked the question, the gazes of the three seniors fixed on Lynn also grew a few shades brighter.
They had known for a while that Lynn was close to finishing all the books in the Hogwarts Library outside the Restricted Section, and they had all been looking forward to this day.
One must realize that in recent decades, or even the last century, they had never heard of anyone who could finish reading the books in the Hogwarts Library.
If Lynn achieved it, wouldn't she be the first person in nearly a hundred years to do so!
"I have finished reading them."
Lynn stated the fact in a voice devoid of emotion.
"That's amazing!"
Hermione praised. She had long since abandoned the idea she had in first year of competing with Lynn in academics.
She simply couldn't compare; Hermione was absolutely willing to admit that Lynn was better than her at studying.
Besides, she believed they would have plenty of opportunities in the future to have a good comparison in other areas~
"I think perhaps this deserves an internal celebration for us Ravenclaws?"
Maranhao turned to seek the opinion of Penelope, the girl Prefect.
Penelope nodded without hesitation. "Of course, what you said makes perfect sense. I'll get started on the preparations. Once the Christmas break is over and everyone is back, we'll hold this celebration."
Lynn blinked and spoke expressionlessly, "I was just reading books. Holding a celebration for this, isn't it a bit..."
She wasn't quite sure; reading and studying were what she was supposed to do as a student. Should this really be celebrated?
"What nonsense are you talking about," Marietta stood up, walked over, and tapped Lynn's forehead. "You've finished the books in the Hogwarts Library! You're the first person in a century, do you understand? The first!"
"I understand."
Lynn nodded with a faint expression. Marietta sighed helplessly and muttered, "I don't think you do..."
Sure enough, a moment later Lynn added, "But I haven't finished yet. There are still the books in the Restricted Section to read."
"Pfft," Hermione was caught between laughter and tears, grabbing Lynn's cheeks and gently tugging them outward. "Don't worry about those details. When the Christmas break ends, just enjoy the celebration."
"Oh."
Lynn nodded obediently, indicating she understood.
And so, while having dinner that evening, the Little Eagles of Ravenclaw House who had chosen to stay at school all heard about it from Penelope.
The Little Eagles' eyes lit up at the news. Inherently fond of reading and learning, they were full of enthusiasm and congratulated Lynn one after another at the table.
This left Lynn somewhat puzzled. She had clearly just done what she was supposed to do; why was everyone congratulating her so warmly?
Even when she had previously controlled the industrial chain of the entire British Wizarding World, no one had congratulated her.
By the time the Christmas break ended and all the Little Eagles knew the news, the atmosphere in Ravenclaw House suddenly reached a fever pitch.
Everyone was very excited about it. A grand celebration was clearly a must.
But before that, the members of the Ravenclaw Team had to prepare for their match against the Gryffindor House Team.
Swallowing a piece of sausage, Maranhao watched as Harry took back his firebolt from Professor McGonagall.
"It looks like I'll be facing Harry on a firebolt in a bit."
Maranhao wiped her mouth, her movements still elegant and calm, without showing the slightest hint of nervousness.
"Are you confident?" Marietta thoughtfully handed her another napkin.
Maranhao took the napkin with a smile and wiped her hands. "Harry is excellent, but I'm not bad either. I'll do my best."
Lynn picked up her cup and took a sip of pumpkin juice, her eyes slowly drifting toward the area above the Great Hall where the Owls entered and exited.
The things she ordered should be arriving today.
A few minutes later, flocks of Owls approached the Hogwarts Great Hall, flapping their wings.
The sound of flapping wings made all the Young Wizards look up. What was going on this morning? Why were there so many Owls?
Before they could think further, the flocks of Owls cooperated to drag several long, narrow packages into the Great Hall. They reached the Ravenclaw Table as quickly as possible and then released their talons in unison.
Thud! Thud! Thud!... With a series of sounds, a tightly wrapped long package was dropped in front of every member of the Ravenclaw Team.
"What is this? Did you order this, Maranhao?"
Marietta leaned in curiously, eyeing the long package in front of Maranhao.
"I didn't order it... but I think I might know what it is—or rather, what they are."
Maranhao swallowed, looking at the long package in front of her, then at the identical packages in front of the other teammates, and finally shifted her gaze toward Lynn, who was currently feeding the large flock of Owls.
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