"No problem, Professor McGonagall," Lin Yue said expressionlessly as she nodded.

"First, I need to explain that I come from another world."

Lin Yue mechanically began her explanation in order, and upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall was momentarily stunned. Hermione, who was holding Lin Yue, also turned to look at her in surprise.

Cho's mouth fell open, Marietta was dumbfounded, Penelope's brow twitched violently, and Madam Pomfrey's face was filled with confusion.

"What does 'another world' mean?" Hermione asked the question that everyone present wanted to ask.

"It means another world, not the one you currently know," Lin Yue explained in a serious tone.

"Then why did you come to this world?" Hermione tightened her grip on Lin Yue's arm slightly, her voice trembling. She had a feeling that the answer to this question would be difficult for her to bear.

"Because I died in that world, I was destroyed."

Lin Yue's voice was flat and emotionless, as if she were talking about something completely unrelated to herself, rather than the life-and-death situation she had once faced.

"But... but you're alive now, aren't you? You're living well, right?"

Penelope looked at Lin Yue in disbelief. She was so vibrant, so clearly alive—how could it be?

"Because the world's consciousness helped me."

Lin Yue spoke the truth without any reservations. The little witches were all puzzled by the term "world consciousness" and looked towards Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall, with a pale face, offered her speculation, "It should refer to the consciousness generated by our world."

Hearing that her student had once died, her current pale complexion was already a good reaction.

The little witches nodded, not dwelling on it any further. Normally, they would be filled with curiosity about such a strange existence as world consciousness.

But now, in their eyes, nothing and no one was more important than Lin Yue.

As everyone seemed to have no more doubts about her coming from another world, Lin Yue continued to speak.

"In our world, except for elite families, the quality of life and social status of every family is tied to the academic performance of the children in that family."

"The resources that a family can access are determined by the children's academic performance."

Resources allocated based on children's academic performance. Hermione furrowed her brow tightly.

"Does this mean that... your grades determine your parents' quality of life, and how much money they can earn?"

Turning to Lin Yue, Hermione posed her question with almost a tone of certainty.

According to Lin Yue, this is the only reasonable speculation.

"Yes." Indeed, Lin Yue nodded without hesitation.

"Damn it!" Hermione cursed fiercely.

She had previously thought that Lin Yue's parents were raising her, but it turned out that Lin Yue was the one taking care of her parents!

"A distorted world!" Professor McGonagall's chest heaved violently, resembling an angry lioness. "How dare they demand that their children support them at an age when they should be carefree and focused on their studies!" Lin Yue fell silent for a moment, not quite understanding the emotions expressed by Professor McGonagall and Hermione. To her, it seemed very normal; rules were just like that.

In fact, it wasn't just Hermione and Professor McGonagall; the faces of the other three young witches present, as well as Madam Pomfrey's, darkened as well.

"Go on, Lin Yue," Hermione said, taking a deep breath to calm herself before speaking in a steady voice.

"According to the regulations, each student's performance is evaluated at the end of each academic year through a year-end assessment. Based on the results of this assessment, students are ranked, and resource allocation for the next year is determined."

"And every year, the bottom third of the students will be eliminated."

"Eliminated means dead?" Cho Chang's voice was cold, her eyes now glinting with a chilling intensity.

"Yes," Lin Yue confirmed again.

Bang! The glass cup on Cho Chang's bedside table and the glass cup on Marietta's bedside table shattered simultaneously.

Madam Pomfrey was equally upset, but she still comforted the four little witches, except for Lin Yue.

“Girls, calm down, don’t let your magic go out of control.”

“We’ll do our best, Madam Pomfrey,” Marietta nodded in agreement, but there was no sign of her calming down on her face at all.

“But Lin Yue, why were you destroyed? With your level of effort, your memory, and your logical thinking ability, you shouldn’t be in that last third.”

Penelope clasped her hands under her chin, her gaze heavily fixed on Lin Yue.

"No," Lin Yue quickly shook her head, "I'm a dumb child, I'm an idiot, I'm a pig brain..."

"Stop! Stop! You're not!!" Hermione swiftly covered Lin Yue's mouth with her hand.

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Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with brutality; the usually kind little lion thought for the first time about killing someone.

She recalled the brain scans Lin Yue had undergone in the hospital, where the doctors concluded that her emotional and sleep centers were like they had just developed.

And they were being subconsciously restrained by her.

Slowly releasing her hand, Hermione's voice was hoarse and low, "They tampered with your brain, didn't they? They really tampered with your brain!"

The last part of her sentence was almost a shout.

Lin Yue blinked, her brain quickly processed the situation, but she couldn't figure out why Hermione's voice had suddenly gotten louder.

"Yes, I underwent brain surgery, and the emotional center and sleep center were removed to ensure that I wouldn't need excessive sleep and to enhance my rational thinking ability."

"I want to kill them I must kill them!"

Hermione shouted angrily, her hair moving as if there were no wind. Next to her, the equally furious Cho Chang listened to Hermione's words, feeling an overwhelming sense of agreement in their hearts.

Lin Yue's parents deserved to die, absolutely deserved to die.

"How could they even be worthy of being parents?!" Professor McGonagall breathed heavily, struggling to contain herself even in front of her students.

She had also been in contact with the Muggle world and certainly knew what surgery was. And listening to Hermione, how could they possibly tamper with their own child's brain? How could they do such a thing?

"They don't even deserve to be human! Animals wouldn't treat their own children like this; they are simply worse than beasts!"

In the end, she couldn't help but curse out loud.

Madam Pomfrey closed her eyes for a moment, exuding an intimidating aura.

She opened her eyes and looked at Lin Yue, "But Miss Lin Yue's brain is fine, right? If there were any issues, I would have detected them earlier."

It was impossible for her to miss two pieces and not notice; Madam Pomfrey considered herself to be quite professional.

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey," Hermione bit her lip and forcefully uttered a few words, "Lin Yue's emotional center and memory center have both reappeared, but they are as fragile as a newborn, and she is suppressing them herself."

When Hermione spoke, everyone's expressions improved a little bit; at least Lin Yue's mind was intact now. The rest they could take their time with.

"So, after completing that damned, unreasonable surgery, your parents set a rule for you to sleep only one hour a day, eat for a few minutes, and spend the rest of the time studying, right?"

Hermione had now completely connected all of Lin Yue's previous habits. No wonder Lin Yue only needed to sleep for an hour each day; no wonder she always said she didn't feel tired and didn't dream. Without a sleep center, how could she feel tired?

"Yes," Lin Yue nodded in agreement, "Without a sleep center, I won't be affected by drowsiness during my studies, so as long as I can maintain my body with one hour of sleep each day, that's enough."

"Merlin above..." Professor McGonagall covered her face with her hands and struggled to ask a question. "Miss Lin Yue, at the beginning of last year, did you read the extra materials we professors left you by only sleeping one hour a day?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall bury her face in her hands, Lin Yue opened her mouth and thought for a moment before speaking. "Yes, but Professor McGonagall, you don't need to worry about it. Studying is my responsibility as a student, and even without the extra reading assignments from the professors, my study time wouldn't change."

"Indeed," Professor McGonagall managed a difficult smile, "Madam Pince has told us about the frequency and quantity of books you borrow; it's quite astonishing."

"So, after this surgery, did your grades improve?"

Cho Chang brought the topic back to the main line and continued to inquire about Lin Yue's experiences.

"Well, after that, I became the top student in the whole school."

"Then how did you end up being in the bottom third? I mean, you were first!"

Marietta sniffed and looked at Lin Yue, who was in Hermione's arms across from her.

"Because in the final year-end assessment I went through, I dropped from first place to the bottom third."

"Why?" Penelope looked at Lin Yue in confusion. If it was because Lin Yue had become complacent or careless, she wouldn’t believe that.

Not to mention, after undergoing that kind of surgery, Lin Yue absolutely no longer had the ability to let herself become complacent or careless.

Lin Yue nodded and explained calmly, "It's not that I'm being careless or not serious; it's because I had diarrhea both before and during the exam, so I wasn't able to complete the paper successfully."

"Diarrhea?" Madam Pomfrey raised her eyebrows, then recalled the gastrointestinal issues she had previously diagnosed in Lin Yue.

Given that situation, having diarrhea seemed normal.

"Based on my observations and analysis, my parents have a new child, and according to their attitude, the probability that this child is a natural genius is about eighty percent."

"So what?" Cho Chang, having grown up in a happy family, found it hard to grasp the underlying currents hidden behind this analysis.

"So, according to the calculation, abandoning me to avoid the discovery of my abnormalities and instead raising a new genius child is the better choice."

Hermione listened to Lin Yue's words and suddenly had a very bad, extremely bad guess in her heart. She hoped that the truth of the matter was not as she imagined; if it were, everything would be too cruel and unfair for Lin Yue.

"Through the year-end assessment, they could achieve their goal of getting rid of me. On the morning of the year-end assessment, after I had prepared breakfast, they put three times the normal amount of laxatives into it."

Lin Yue, who often needed to take painkillers and was quite knowledgeable in various areas, could not possibly fail to notice the abnormality in her breakfast. She had already figured out the truth by the time she took her first bite. However... this was her parents' choice, and she should listen to her parents; they always had her best interests at heart.

So she finished her breakfast without any hesitation and went to take part in a year-end assessment that she absolutely could not pass.

"These two! Beasts!"

"I really can't believe that someone could be so shameless. No, they are not even human!"

Angry curses echoed in the room as Hermione cursed fiercely, tightening her grip on Lin Yue's arm, ensuring that she was still safe in her embrace.

Taking off her glasses and wizard hat, Professor McGonagall looked at Lin Yue with red eyes.

"After that, you were... destroyed?"

"Yes." Lin Yue nodded indifferently, her expression unchanged.

"I really don't understand, why would they force children like you to this extent?"

Professor McGonagall stared intently at Lin Yue. In her view, every child should be nurtured to grow. As long as they can grow into a person of good character, that is what matters. As for whether their grades are good or their future achievements are high, she believed that these are completely less important than the child themselves.

"Because we are the future, and we need to be responsible for the future." Lin Yue spoke without hesitation, clearly having memorized these words firmly.

"There are many problems in the world: severe resource shortages, global warming, and increasing disputes caused by resource scarcity everywhere."

"If these problems cannot be solved, or if we cannot protect our own place from surviving the resource disputes, we will be the sinners of the future, the useless people of the future."

"We will be the ones abandoned by the times. If we cannot promote our own progress, then all the disasters that happen in the future and the resulting consequences will be our fault."

"Because if we strive to improve ourselves, perhaps we can find a way to avoid these consequences. We..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Lin Yue was gently pulled into Professor McGonagall's embrace along with Hermione.

"That's all nonsense," the witch's slightly aged yet powerful voice said decisively, "it's all about shirking responsibility."

Professor Maige released his hands and squatted down to look Lin Yue in the eye. She cupped Lin Yue's face, her gaze incredibly gentle.

"Listen, child, you are still young, not yet adults. No matter what storms may arise in the outside world, we adults are here to face them."

"As children, your job is to grow up healthy and happy, and then to learn knowledge."

"Do you understand? Health and happiness come first. You must ensure that you grow up well before you learn knowledge. Otherwise, if you are not well, you may not even be able to live to grow up. What use is knowledge then?"

"Growing up healthy and happy must come before learning knowledge; neither can be neglected. But if someone tries to reverse this order, using the potential disasters and disputes of the future as an excuse to push you to study at all costs, that is shirking responsibility."

"Because the problems that exist now should be solved by the adults of today, not passed on as pressure to the next generation."

Professor McGonagall stood up, her straight back seeming to support a whole sky.

"When you grow up, it will be the same principle; the problems that arise will be for you to solve."

"But we are the sun at eight or nine o'clock."

Lin Yue instinctively responded, thinking they should recklessly soar into the sky, burning themselves to illuminate the world.

"I like this description, the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of vitality," Professor McGonagall gently nodded, glancing at the five young wizards present, "just like you, in the prime of your youth."

"But the sun at eight or nine o'clock is precisely the time to gradually climb higher in the sky. Otherwise, should we abandon the blazing noon sun and demand that the newly risen morning sun illuminate the world?"

"That would be the incompetence of us adults," Professor McGonagall pointed to herself and then to Madam Pomfrey, "No matter what you have heard or learned before, from now on, Miss Lin Yue, I hope you won't be in a hurry. Take your time to learn knowledge under the premise of growing up healthily and happily and give us adults a chance to prove that we are not cowards who shirk responsibility."