Under Hermione's supervision and Mrs. Granger's encouragement, Lin Yue slowed down and calmly finished her first dinner after arriving at the Granger household.

After dinner, as soon as the Granger couple and Hermione set down their knives and forks, Lin Yue quickly stood up from her seat, skillfully gathered the plates and cutlery from the table, and stepped towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Hermione hurriedly stood up and smiled sweetly at her mother, "We can wash the dishes."

After saying that, she rushed into the kitchen to take over the task of drying the dishes and putting them away in the cupboard.

The Granger couple exchanged a glance, unable to suppress their smiles; both girls were such considerate children.

They quietly walked to the kitchen door and peeked inside. In the kitchen, Lin Yue was washing the dishes under the faucet at incredible speed.

Each plate in her hands was sparkling clean in less than twenty seconds, and Hermione, standing nearby with a dry cloth, struggled to keep up with Lin Yue's pace as she wiped the plates that Lin Yue handed over.

This dishwashing session was remarkably fast; in less than five minutes, Lin Yue and Hermione had already cooperatively washed all the dishes and put them back in the cupboard.

After finishing the dishes, Lin Yue did not pause for a moment. Her mind was constantly reciting the knowledge from her herbology class as she quickly walked up to Hermione's room on the second floor.

She opened her trunk, pulled out some parchment, a quill, and ink, and looked at Hermione's desk.

This is Hermione's desk, and she still needs to study; I can't let my presence affect others.

These thoughts instinctively popped into Lin Yue's mind: I cannot let my presence affect others; this is a basic virtue that needs to be upheld.

Turning around with the parchment, quill, and ink in hand, Lin Yue quickly walked back down the stairs.

Hermione and the Granger couple, who were standing at the foot of the stairs looking up in confusion, had different expressions when they saw Lin Yue coming down with these items.

Hermione's face was indeed filled with sighs and heartache, while the Granger couple's faces were full of disbelief and pity.

Sitting at the dining table with the item in hand, Lin Yue spread out the parchment and began writing her Transfiguration assignment. As she wrote, her mind continuously generated subsequent content without any pause, like the smoothest typewriter, one word after another, one line after another, with knowledge constantly being retrieved from Lin Yue's mind and written down on the paper.

Mr. Granger couldn't help but want to say something, but Hermione tugged at his sleeve and shook her head.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Granger looked down at Hermione, momentarily taken aback. To him, it seemed unusual for a child to start doing homework on the very first day of vacation.

Isn't the purpose of a break to relax and let the children have some fun? Homework should just take a little time out of their playtime during the break to ensure they don't forget everything they've learned.

So he wanted to suggest to Lin Yue that at least she should take a break for tonight; it wouldn't be too much to rest a little on the first night back home for summer vacation.

Hermione sighed helplessly, "Lin Yue has already started writing, so let's let her finish this paper before we suggest she take a break."

"Otherwise, interrupting her train of thought now might make it even harder for her to write later."

Mr. Granger paused for a moment, realizing that his daughter was right. He shook his head and, along with Mrs. Granger, sat down on the sofa with Hermione.

Since Lin Yue was writing her paper, the three of them couldn't watch TV, so they decided to chat instead. Having not seen their daughter/parents for an entire semester, they all had a lot to say to each other, and the family of three began to talk together.

Mrs. Granger sat in the middle, with Hermione on her right and Mr. Granger on her left. Hermione began to animatedly recount various amusing stories from her semester to her parents.

Of course, it was a censored version; for instance, when she mentioned seeing the dragon hatch, she only described the wonderful scene she witnessed, completely omitting the part where she almost got caught by a professor afterward, and even more so, the incident where Harry, who followed her into the Forbidden Forest for detention, encountered Quirrell possessed by Voldemort.

Listening to their daughter’s descriptions, the Grangers truly felt the magic and wonder of a magical school. However, no one knows their child better than a mother. From the words and phrases Hermione used, Mrs. Granger could still sense her daughter's concealment.

Not to mention, when Hermione spoke about the dragon egg, a flicker of fear and regret flashed in her eyes, which did not escape her mother’s notice. The child had grown up; she wanted to handle things on her own without worrying them. Mrs. Granger pressed her lips together and reached out to stroke Hermione's head.

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Hermione looked up at her mother, who then spoke to her with a face full of affection. “Hermione has grown up,” Mrs. Granger gently brushed her hair, “You know to share good news and not worries, but remember, we will always be a family. If you encounter any difficulties, we will face them together. Although your father and I may not know much about the magical world or be able to help with what happens there, if you ever feel unhappy or in danger, just come home. Home will always be a safe place.”

“Yes, your mum and I will always be waiting for you at home. If there are any bad people or bad things, Dad will help you chase them away!” Mr. Granger chimed in cheerfully, waving his fist as he spoke.

However, his smile did not reach his eyes; deep inside, he was filled with guilt and worry, causing his heart to ache. It was all his fault… As Hermione's father, he should have been the one to provide her with a haven, shielding her from the storms until the day she could spread her wings and face the wind and rain on her own.

Yet now, he could only stand in place, watching his daughter walk further and further into the unknown, facing all the storms he knew nothing about.

Hermione bit her lip tightly, reaching out to hug her mom and dad, and only after burying her face in Mrs. Granger's embrace did she secretly redden her eyes.

Wasn't she afraid when facing the troll? Wasn't she afraid when confronting the hooded figure in the Forbidden Forest? Wasn't she afraid when facing the various trials and unknown dangers in the restricted area on the fourth floor?

How could she not be? She was just an eleven-year-old child; no matter how smart she was, it didn't change that fact.

When she encountered those things, she also wanted to call for her mom and dad, to shrink into their arms seeking protection. But she knew she couldn't. Her parents were ignorant and powerless regarding everything in the magical world.

It wasn't them protecting her; it was she who had to grow up quickly, to become that big tree that could shield her parents from the storms of the magical world. This had been determined the moment her name appeared on the Hogwarts acceptance list.

Reflecting on the experiences of the past year, she had faced various dangers, but the real threats had all been blocked by Lin Yue.

When she was still as tender as a sapling, she had already grown into a towering tree, shielding the sky above her head.

No... not just herself; Harry and Ron, and perhaps even more little wizards, had probably already been gathered under her branches.

So she had to work even harder to study, to become a towering tree that could stand alongside Lin Yue, shielding her parents while also providing support to the person next to her.

So that she wouldn't have to push herself so hard, and could enjoy life instead of being chased by it.

Gently stroking Hermione's back, the Granger family fell into a long silence.

Sitting at the dining table writing her paper, Lin Yue had long since put down her quill. When Hermione shared her amusing stories from Hogwarts, she inevitably mentioned Lin Yue's name, after all, Lin Yue had been so involved in Hermione's school life.

So the moment Hermione mentioned her full name, Lin Yue had already disengaged from her studying.

Although Hermione deliberately lowered her voice for fear of disturbing Lin Yue, it was clear she hadn't anticipated that Lin Yue's hearing was so good.

Even though she tried to speak softly, Lin Yue still heard her.

Listening to the conversation between Hermione and the Granger couple, Lin Yue's mind was constantly at work.

Hermione didn't want her mum and dad to worry after learning about what happened to her at Hogwarts, so she concealed some things. Lin Yue, who had quickly understood what worry really felt like, concluded why Hermione didn't tell the truth.

It seemed that Hermione's concealment wasn't very effective, as her aunt and uncle still noticed that she had encountered some dangers at Hogwarts, which made them worry about her. After hearing what the Grangers said later, Lin Yue continued to analyze the situation.

So why did they worry about each other and speculate on each other's thoughts, leading them to decide to hide things from one another? Lin Yue felt no confusion in her mind; she was simply engaging in further analytical thinking as a matter of procedure.

However, just like a computer stuck due to a programming glitch, Lin Yue's thoughts were stuck at this point and couldn't progress. Her brain throbbed again and again because... they were family.

These seven words emerged intermittently from the depths of Lin Yue's mind, as if they had been violently disrupted by something before. Family... Lin Yue quickly searched her mind for the definition of family and then continued to push her thoughts forward.

So, the Granger couple worried about Hermione's safety because they were her family, her parents.

Hermione didn't want her parents, the Grangers, to worry about her because she was their family, their daughter. But why worry? Lin Yue's thoughts reached a point where she made another mistake.

Do family members worry about each other? Do parents worry about their children? But she had never seen the parents she had encountered before worry about their children being taken away by executioners. Only a few parents would shed a few tears, but after analysis, she couldn't determine whether those tears were for their impending relocation to a slum or for their children.

Just like her own parents, her memory was completely accurate; she remembered their extremely relaxed expressions when they watched her being taken away by executioners. If Lin Yue could understand all emotions, she would know that the extremely relaxed expressions on their faces were called relief and joy.

However, although Lin Yue couldn't figure out why the Grangers, as parents, would worry about their daughter, or why Hermione, as a daughter, would not want her parents to worry about her, she understood that the feeling of worry was unpleasant; it made the heart ache and the mind feel chaotic.

Images of the Grangers' kind and friendly expressions when they first saw her flashed in her mind, along with the memory of Mrs. Granger encouraging her to savor her dinner slowly. She thought of the little moments spent with Hermione and didn't want the Grangers, Hermione's parents, to experience the feeling of worry.

Even more so, she didn't want anything to happen to Hermione that would cause the Grangers to feel worried. Perhaps it was due to that tiny bit of "selfishness" deep within her mind that Lin Yue had yet to recognize.

Lin Yue made the simplest yet most unscientific inequality in her mind. Hermione's safety, combined with the Granger couple's concern for her, is greater than her own safety, which is accompanied by no one worrying about her.

Choosing the better option, it is already obvious which is more worthwhile: Hermione's safety or Lin Yue's own safety. Hermione's safety should take priority over her own. Lin Yue's expression remained unchanged, and she coldly confirmed the result of the inequality in her heart.

Although she had been doing this all along, Lin Yue's thoughts became completely clear at this moment. She didn't know why this inequality didn't appear in her mind when facing others, but since it had appeared now and yielded a result, Lin Yue would seriously follow the optimal solution to ensure Hermione's safety in both the magical and Muggle worlds.

Lowering her head, she picked up the quill again, preparing to start writing her thesis. For some reason, the sound of the Granger couple's breathing as they embraced Hermione seemed particularly pronounced in Lin Yue's ears. Normally, she could quickly enter a state of study regardless of how noisy it was around her, but at this moment, she found it difficult to concentrate due to those breathing sounds.

Imagining the scene of Hermione embracing the Granger couple and recalling their conversations, Lin Yue felt a sudden tightness in her nose, and her eyes began to heat up. Blinking her vacant eyes, two tears fell onto the parchment. This part of the paper was still unwritten, so the thesis didn't need to be rewritten, and it wouldn't delay her subsequent study time or slow down her learning efficiency.

Lin Yue emotionlessly made a judgment, raised her hand without any fluctuation in her mood to wipe the corners of her eyes, and once her vision cleared, she first used her sleeve to wipe away the two tears on the parchment. She then immersed herself back into her study state, smoothly continuing to complete her Transfiguration thesis.

Once Hermione suppressed the warmth in her eyes and felt that her eyelids were no longer red, she finally released her hold on the Granger couple and lifted her head from Mrs. Granger's embrace. "I’m going to see if Lin Yue has finished her thesis," Hermione said with a bright smile at her parents before turning and walking down from the sofa to the dining table to check on Lin Yue.

Lin Yue had just finished her thesis on transformation magic and was in the process of rolling up the long piece of parchment.

Seeing that Lin Yue had completed her paper, Hermione quickly stepped forward to help her tidy up and started talking to her, hoping to prevent her from finishing this roll of parchment and then continuing to write papers for other subjects.

"Lin Yue, why are you doing your homework at the dining table? The lighting here is poor, and it can hurt your eyes. Why not write upstairs?"

She had wanted to ask this earlier, but just like she would with her father, she was afraid of interrupting Lin Yue's train of thought, so she held off until now, when Lin Yue had finished her thesis, to finally voice her concern.