Two boys walked up to Lin Yue, looking around in confusion, but they didn't see Hermione anywhere.

"Lin Yue, where's Hermione?" Harry asked Lin Yue.

Lin Yue replied with a calm expression, "Hermione went back to the dormitory to get something. She asked us to wait for her here."

"Oh, okay." Harry and Ron nodded and obediently waited in place like Lin Yue.

Before long, Hermione came running down the stairs, holding a large book.

"Follow me," she said to the three of them and led them to a nearby empty table.

With a "thud," Hermione placed the large book on the table.

"I borrowed this book for some leisure reading," she explained while quickly flipping through the pages.

Ron stared at the hefty book, enough to knock someone out, in disbelief. "For... leisure?"

Hermione glanced up at him slightly. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, no," Ron quickly waved his hands, indicating he had no objections.

Satisfied, Hermione returned her gaze to the book and finally stopped flipping to one of the pages.

"Nicolas Flamel, right here!"

Harry and Ron were momentarily stunned, then hurried over to take a look.

"Nicolas Flamel, the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone..." Hermione read softly from the book.

"Over six hundred years old!" Harry couldn't help but click his tongue. "No wonder we couldn't find him; a person over six hundred years old can't be considered modern."

In contrast, Ron's attention was elsewhere. "The Philosopher's Stone... that's amazing."

It can turn stone into pure gold and grant immortality. "No wonder Professor Quirrell wanted to steal it; who wouldn't want a Philosopher's Stone?"

Harry and Hermione fell silent for a moment, sharing the same opinion—who wouldn't want a Philosopher's Stone? Only Lin Yue remained silent beside them; her mind was suddenly triggered by something one of the three said, and an idea popped into her head.

Living too long... does it really have any meaning?

Lin Yue shook her head, trying to dismiss the inexplicable thought, and continued to stand quietly in place. However, this did remind Hermione of something. "Lin Yue, you've read this book too, right? I remember you’ve seen it on the shelf in the library."

Seeing Hermione's bright eyes, Lin Yue expressionlessly nodded, "I've read it."

Hermione nodded in understanding, while Ron beside them looked a bit speechless. "Then why didn't you just tell us who he was earlier...?"

Lin Yue turned to Ron, her tone mechanical and serious, "You didn't ask me."

"Okay..." Ron covered his face in exasperation; it was true that none of them thought to directly ask Lin Yue who Nicolas Flamel was.

"So," Harry quietly spoke up, "we can be sure that the thing in the forbidden area on the fourth floor is the Philosopher's Stone."

Hermione nodded in agreement, "Right."

"So what does Professor Quirrell plan to do with it? Turn stone into gold? Or make a potion for immortality?" Ron asked with interest.

"I don't know," Harry shook his head, "but we can't let him succeed."

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"Mm!" Hermione and Ron both nodded vigorously.

As their conversation came to a pause, Lin Yue quietly spoke up. "I'm going back to Ravenclaw to study."

After saying that, she prepared to turn and leave, but Hermione quickly grabbed her with a tight-lipped expression. "Why not study later? Just play here for the morning; everyone will be preparing a lot of delicious food for the celebration, and you can eat something here before going back."

Hearing Hermione's request, Lin Yue nodded indifferently, "Okay."

Hermione smiled happily, pulling Lin Yue out of the corner and heading straight for a table filled with small cakes. As for the large book she had left behind, Harry and Ron would help her take care of it.

When they reached the table, Hermione reached out and picked up a small cake, handing it to Lin Yue. Lin Yue took the small cake, said thank you, and habitually lowered her head, quickly chewing and swallowing the cake. In less than ten seconds, she finished the small cake, which was about the size of her palm.

Seeing Lin Yue eat the cake so quickly made Hermione feel a pang in her heart. She frowned and reached for a tissue to wipe the cake crumbs off the corner of Lin Yue's mouth. "You eat so fast... can you taste the cake?"

Lin Yue let Hermione wipe her mouth and nodded without any particular feeling. "It's sweet."

Hearing Lin Yue's response, Hermione sighed heavily and picked up another type of pastry, offering it to Lin Yue. "Eat slowly. After you finish, I want you to tell me what it's made of, so... you need to savor it, okay?"

At Hermione's request, Lin Yue's mind was filled with thoughts urging her to agree, so she nodded and took the pastry, slowly savoring it bite by bite, feeling a bit awkward.

Seeing Lin Yue finally slow down her eating, Hermione's eyes curved with happiness, her face full of joy. She gently shook her slightly curled hair and smiled at Lin Yue, "So, what do you think? Can you tell what it's made of?"

Lin Yue swallowed the pastry in her mouth, slowly nodded, and replied in a mechanical tone, "It's pumpkin."

"Yes! You're right," Hermione said with a smile, nodding and taking Lin Yue's hand. "Let's go get something else to eat."

"Okay..."

"Hermione... I really don't understand. There are still several weeks until the finals, so why are we in such a hurry to review?" Ron said with a pained expression as he looked at the books in front of him, his voice filled with lament.

Harry, sitting next to him, also looked distressed. Ever since the second Quidditch match ended last weekend, Hermione had been dragging both of them to start reviewing for the finals. No matter how much they emphasized that there were still several weeks until the final exams, Hermione was determined to start reviewing with them right away.

“Ron,” Hermione looked up and glanced at Ron, “what nonsense are you talking about? Of course we need to start reviewing right now.”

“To be honest, I should have started reviewing during Christmas,” Hermione said, nervously tugging at her hair, “What was I thinking back then, not starting to review!”

“Merlin…” Ron closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them, he glanced at Lin Yue, who was sitting next to them, reading extra books. He took a deep breath and leaned closer to Harry.

“If Hermione keeps this up… it feels like she’s going to be as intense as Lin Yue.”

Harry cautiously peeked at Hermione, and after confirming that her attention was not on the two of them, he nodded.

“After all, they both love studying.”

“Right…” Ron’s expression became complicated for a moment, “They both have a true love for studying, but I just can’t bring myself to like it.”

Harry nodded seriously, “Same here.”

Time passed slowly as the two boys struggled through their painful review. When Harry looked up again, he saw a familiar tall figure standing in front of a bookshelf.

Harry rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t mistaken.

He turned and poked Ron’s shoulder, “Look over there, is Hagrid here to read?”

“Hmm, huh?” Ron, who was feeling drowsy from studying, rubbed his face to wake himself up.

Following Harry’s gesture, he looked over and nodded in surprise, “It’s Hagrid.”

“Didn’t expect Hagrid to come borrow books to read?” Harry said, scratching his head in confusion at the scene.

“Looks like it, but I’m curious about what book he’s reading,” Ron said, looking at Hagrid with interest.

After reviewing a section of content, Hermione looked up and saw Harry and Ron looking in another direction. Unable to help but frown, she reminded them, "Harry, Ron, don't get distracted, focus on your studies."

Harry lowered his voice, leaned forward, and whispered, "Look behind us, Hagrid is getting ready to borrow some books."

Hermione blinked and turned to look behind Harry and Ron, at the spot she had unconsciously overlooked. Sure enough, there was Hagrid's tall figure, flipping through the books in his hands.

"Do you know what books are on that shelf?" Ron eagerly asked Hermione.

Hermione's mouth twitched. "Ron... how could I possibly know what every shelf has on it? I don't know."

"Okay." Ron nodded in disappointment.

However... Hermione turned to look at Lin Yue, who was focused on her book and showed no reaction to their conversation. If she asked Lin Yue, she would definitely know. Just as Lin Yue finished the page she was on and was about to turn to the next one, Hermione seized the opportunity to ask her question without interrupting Lin Yue's studying.

"Lin Yue, do you know what kind of books are on that shelf over there?"

Hearing her full name, Lin Yue snapped out of her studying state and looked at the shelf Hermione was pointing to. After quickly scanning it in her mind, she confidently answered, "The books there are all about dragons."

"Dragons?!" Hermione couldn't help but widen her eyes and swallow hard. For some reason, she felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Harry and Ron were shocked by Lin Yue's answer. Why was Hagrid reading a book about dragons?

After thinking hard for a moment, Harry came up with a reason for Hagrid, "Well... Hagrid once told me that he likes dragons, so he might just want to look at books on that topic?" Ron nodded in agreement, and Hermione bit her lip, trying hard to convince herself of this explanation.

Meanwhile, Lin Yue calmly looked at Hagrid, her eyes precisely capturing the color of the book cover and the visible part of the cover design. Her brain quickly filtered through the information, and in less than two seconds, she identified the book with the highest similarity—it was a book about how fire dragons hatch and grow. Once her analysis was complete, Lin Yue calmly withdrew her gaze and returned to her studies. What was happening outside was unimportant; studying was the priority.