For the Ravenclaws, this history of magic class was clearly different from any they had experienced before. They managed to stay awake for the entire class, maintaining their willpower and fully participating throughout.

As they walked out of the history of magic classroom, many of the Ravenclaws felt a bit dizzy. However, their hearts were undeniably filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Entering the Great Hall with everyone, Lin Yue sat in her usual spot. The second-year Ravenclaws naturally gathered around her. However, they tacitly avoided sitting in the two spots directly next to her and one more to the side, as everyone agreed that these three spots belonged to Qiu Zhang, Marietta, and Penelope.

With her head down, Lin Yue leisurely ate her dinner while continuously recalling every word Professor Binns had said in class. She extracted the key points from his words and firmly committed them to memory.

The Ravenclaws "diligently" helped Lin Yue by bringing her different dishes from various spots on the long table. This made it even easier for Lin Yue to reinforce her knowledge while eating, as she didn’t have to lift her head at all; she just needed to reach out with her knife and fork to grab the dishes closest to her.

Just as Lin Yue was halfway through her meal, Qiu Zhang and the others finally arrived at the Great Hall.

Qiu Zhang and Marietta naturally sat down on either side of Lin Yue, while Penelope took a seat next to Qiu Zhang.

As soon as they sat down, Qiu Zhang couldn't help but start venting. "Honestly, I don't know what we were thinking." Qiu Zhang reached for a piece of steak, skipping the cutting steps entirely, and took a fierce bite. "It's clearly Lockhart's class, we even took the day off, so why are we still going to this class!"

Marietta, sitting on the other side of Lin Yue, shared the same frustration. "I think we both got a bit dazed and didn't realize that the afternoon class was Lockhart's." She lowered her head and took a big bite of her vegetable salad, trying to suppress the nausea caused by Lockhart being too "greasy."

"What did he do this time?" Penelope turned to her two younger classmates, unable to help but frown.

Since Lockhart's first class went horribly wrong, hasn't he been making everyone act out the scenes from his book during class?

What ridiculous idea has popped up now?

Upon hearing this, Cho Chang shot a fierce glare at Lockhart, who was sitting at the teacher's desk. "He spent an entire class telling us what wizards should do with their powerful abilities and how to avoid misusing them."

"Yes, according to him, just like he does."

Marietta nodded in agreement, her face pale.

"Merlin's beard," Penelope exclaimed in disbelief, "how can someone who clearly isn't a dud act even more like one?"

"Hah," Marietta scoffed, "what if he has some hidden talent that he just doesn't show?"

"Although the likelihood of that is almost zero." She said this while poking the vegetable salad on her plate with her fork.

Qiu Zhang nodded in agreement, swallowing the steak in his mouth. "The most important thing is that, based on what he said, combined with Lin Yue's actions yesterday, it's really hard not to feel like he was targeting Lin Yue."

"Targeting Lin Yue?" Penelope almost laughed in anger. "What is he targeting her for? For saying she shouldn't stand up for her own school and her friends?"

"Targeting her for saying she should be a coward? I think most people in the magical world have lost their backbone like that!"

"The idols they like are all such useless, spineless people; how tough can they really be?"

Lin Yue, who was pulled out of her studying state by her full name being called, mechanically chimed in. "According to the analysis, Lockhart's various behaviors and his fame align extremely well with the packaging and star-making plans in the Muggle world."

"This method can deceive a lot of people, including those who are different from him."

"Alright," Penelope pursed her lips and gently brushed Lin Yue's hair, "I was being hasty."

Qiu Zhang and Marietta also smiled as they helped Lin Yue tuck the hair that had fallen in front of her face behind her ears, making it easier for her to eat.

" Idol created like this really aren't worth chasing," Qiu Zhang said with a smile as he withdrew his hand. "It's better to chase Lin Yue; at least our Lin Yue's abilities are real, and her fame has been built up little by little through her own strength."

Lin Yue sincerely shook her head at Qiu Zhang's words, her voice showing no fluctuation. "I don't have any abilities. If you want to chase real Idols, it should be Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and the like; they are the true masters of magic."

With a helpless sigh, Penelope moved her stew from her side to Lin Yue's.

"You really are good at downplaying and belittling yourself."

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Lin Yue blinked and reached for some stew with her knife and fork, responding in a mechanical and rigid tone.

"Criticizing myself more, reflecting on myself, and denying myself helps me to avoid arrogance and impatience, accurately understand myself, and promote my continuous progress."

Marietta chewed on her vegetable salad and quietly spoke up, "I think the person who first expressed this idea probably didn't intend for others to endlessly belittle and suppress themselves."

"Give yourself more recognition; you deserve it," Qiu Zhang nodded, reaching over to swap the stew in front of Lin Yue for a fish dish she hadn't eaten yet.

"Mm." Lin Yue replied expressionlessly and continued eating.

After finishing dinner, Qiu Zhang and the others took Lin Yue to wait at the entrance of the auditorium for Hermione.

Principal Dumbledore mentioned last night that he wanted Lin Yue to come to his office, and they could go along with her.

So, they planned to gather everyone before taking Lin Yue together.

After a few minutes, Hermione finally walked out of the auditorium with Harry and Ron.

At that moment, she was lightly tapping the shoulders of the two boys with the parchment in her hand.

Harry and Ron shrank their necks, neither daring to voice a protest.

"I can't believe that in just one night, you two have pushed the homework due tomorrow to now!"

Hermione paused for a moment and tapped her fingers, causing Harry and Ron to instinctively lower their heads even further.

Catching a glimpse of Lin Yue and the others waiting not far away, Hermione cleared her throat to regain her composure and present herself as elegantly as possible.

"Ahem, I need to step out for a bit. When I return to the common room tonight, if your homework isn't finished, you two are in big trouble."

"Do you understand? In big trouble! I absolutely will not lend you my homework to copy."

After saying these two sentences in a low, fierce voice, Hermione turned and walked towards Lin Yue and the others, her expression instantly transforming into a bright, sunny smile.

Harry and Ron visibly relaxed as they watched Hermione's back.

"Thank Merlin, thank Lin Yue, only she can interrupt Hermione's anger."

Ron looked up at the ceiling, seemingly trying to convey his gratitude to Merlin.

Lowering his head again, he glanced at Harry and made a face, "But I think Hermione will end up letting us copy her work after all."

"You know, as long as we compliment her a bit and sincerely admit our mistake."

Harry chuckled, "Yeah, but before that, we’re definitely going to get a good scolding from her."

Ron fell silent for a moment, and two seconds later he spoke up obediently, "We can finish our homework first and then ask her to check it, right?"

"Yeah." Harry nodded vigorously, and the two boys immediately turned around and quickly ran towards the Gryffindor Tower.

They didn't know how long Hermione would be gone, so it was better to hurry back and finish their homework.

At the very least, they needed to complete it before Hermione returned.

Meanwhile, Lin Yue and her group had already walked down several flights of stairs and arrived in front of the stone beast at the entrance to the headmaster's office.

Holding Lin Yue's hand, Hermione looked at the stone beast in front of her, curiously wondering if it could move, and if it could, whether it could serve as a weapon.

" Cockroach Clusters."

Marietta spoke the password to the stone beast, and for a moment, Penelope, Cho Chang, and Hermione couldn't help but turn their gazes toward her.

"Are you sure you didn't misremember the password, Marietta?" Cho Chang thought to herself, feeling that the term she had just heard was quite enough.

Just as Penelope was about to speak, she heard a rumbling sound. Turning her head, she saw that the stone beast had indeed moved aside, revealing a spiral staircase behind it.

"Uh, it seems Marietta really didn't misremember," she said somewhat awkwardly.

"Truly, it's Dumbledore... his tastes are so, um, unique."

Cho Chang tried to find the most polite way to express her thoughts.

As a young witch from a Muggle family, Hermione, while holding Lin Yue's hand and following Penelope and the others up the spiral staircase, asked with curiosity, "What exactly is a Cockroach Cluster? Why is it called that?"

The three young witches from wizarding families all looked a bit pale.

Lin Yue, being led by Hermione, instinctively answered, "It's a type of magical candy in the wizarding world, chocolate-flavored, and it looks and moves just like real cockroaches. Because they are quite small, wizards usually buy them in bulk, stacking them up, which is why they are called Cockroach Clusters."

"Oh, that's really..." Hermione wrinkled her nose, finding it hard to accept.

"Respect personal preferences," Cho Chang shook her head, expressing her understanding of Dumbledore's fondness for Cockroach Clusters.

The spiral staircase slowly came to a stop, and a wooden door appeared before the five young witches.

Penelope took a deep breath; it was her first time in the principal's office, and she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. She stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

"Principal Dumbledore, we brought Lin Yue with us."

The wooden door creaked open, and Dumbledore's warm and cheerful voice came from inside.

"Come in, children."

Penelope walked in first, with Hermione holding Lin Yue's hand in the middle, and Autumn and Marietta bringing up the rear. The five of them entered the principal's office together.

Dumbledore smiled and gestured for them to sit on the sofa.

Everyone took their seats, and the next moment, five cups of black tea appeared in front of them.

Lin Yue looked at the suddenly appeared black tea and politely nodded to Professor Dumbledore to thank him.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore."

Saying this, she picked up the black tea and took a ceremonial sip, instantly overwhelmed by an unbearable sweetness on her tongue.

Without showing any change in her expression, she set down the teacup, still maintaining her courteous demeanor.

"The black tea is very good, thank you, Professor Dumbledore."

Professor Dumbledore, somewhat pleased, stroked his beard; it was rare, finally someone shared his taste.

Beside her, Hermione and the others, who also took a polite sip of the black tea, forced themselves to swallow what was in their mouths and looked at Lin Yue with a somewhat speechless expression.

The fact that she could drink such tea without changing her expression and even compliment it made it clear how deeply Lin Yue had been affected by her damn parents.

"Professor Dumbledore, may I ask why you called me here?"

Lin Yue stared at Professor Dumbledore without blinking, waiting for him to speak.

"Indeed," Professor Dumbledore paused for a moment, "I know that what I am about to say may be quite impolite, but as a headmaster and also as an elder, please forgive me for what I must say."

Lin Yue nodded, "Professor Dumbledore, please go ahead."

Professor Dumbledore is a teacher, and whatever he says is for the sake of the students, so there is no distinction between politeness and impoliteness.

"Lin Yue, you are a smart child, one of the smartest I have ever seen. Just yesterday, you were able to deduce the truth of the matter based solely on the information in the book."

"Your intelligence is beyond doubt. I know you do not have that intention, but I still want to remind you, and also ask you, not to trust or rely on those dark magic practices that could lead you astray."

"If it's just for the sake of knowledge, then that's another matter."

Principal Dumbledore smiled as he spoke, his blue eyes filled with the concern of an elder for a younger one, a teacher for a student.

Lin Yue's wisdom and abilities were undoubtedly above Tom's, and even above his own and that of his old friends from back in the day.

It was precisely for this reason that he wanted to remind Lin Yue, to warn her not to make the mistakes that those before her had made.

Some things, once done, will leave you with no way to turn back; some things, once done, will leave you regretting for a lifetime.

Lin Yue nodded stiffly, "I will not trust or rely on dark magic."

Dark magic is a violation of regulations; she could not rely on these forbidden spells, nor could she use them against anyone.

Principal Dumbledore looked at Lin Yue's expressionless face, feeling a mix of bitterness and comfort in his heart.

This child is stronger than him, than them all... He had heard from Minerva that she had not yet fully regained her emotions, but even when she does, this child will likely still be a gentle one.

His gaze shifted to Hermione, who was holding Lin Yue's hand, and Dumbledore lowered his head with a subtle smile.

It's good; the new generation of children is better than they were.

It was also because of them that he changed his perspective and decided to speak openly with Lin Yue, just as he had done earlier.

Perhaps this way, it would be easier to avoid situations like Tom's.

After closing his eyes for a moment, when Dumbledore raised his head again, he had returned to the reliable elder he was known to be.

"Miss Lin Yue, if you were to analyze it, how do you think the Basilisk is able to move around in Hogwarts?"