Please Teach Me, Senior

Hearing Irina's words, Ron froze. Only then did he realize what he had said.

Yeah. If it hadn't been for that Slytherin senior, he might have lost two friends forever. Yet he had been hostile toward him simply because he was from Slytherin.

Smack!

Ron gave himself a hard slap across the face.

"Irina, I'm sorry, I..."

Ron certainly had plenty of flaws, but he was fundamentally a kind person. Naturally, he did not want to repay kindness with hostility.

Irina carried Hermione toward the school hospital on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, with Harry and Ron following behind.

Madam Pomfrey carefully examined Hermione's injuries. That damned Troll had tremendous strength; several of Hermione's ribs had been broken, and there were signs that her spine had been fractured as well.

If this had not been a magical world, where magic could heal most physical injuries, Hermione would probably have died here.

"Poor child. Her injuries are severe. If her condition hadn't been sustained by the effects of a potion, she likely wouldn't have made it this far. Although I've treated her with magic, she still needs to remain in the hospital for a few days for observation."

Madam Pomfrey cast Healing Magic on Hermione before speaking to Irina and the others.

Irina was somewhat downcast. She nodded gently, did not disturb Hermione's rest, and left the school hospital.

Meanwhile, Linley returned to the Slytherin common room by another corridor. He had heard Harry and the others approaching shortly after killing the Troll, so he had not remained at the scene. Instead, he used the Disillusionment Charm to leave beforehand.

The common room was packed at the moment. Even the little snakes who normally prided themselves on their nobility could no longer remain calm, making the Slytherin common room exceptionally noisy.

Since the feast had barely begun before Quirrell interrupted it, the little snakes were all eating the food that had been brought in.

Linley did not join them. Only after returning to his dormitory did he lift the Disillusionment Charm.

The Malfoy trio was still eating in the common room, and the dormitory was empty.

With a wave of his hand, Linley removed the dozens of metal blocks pressed against his clothes and stored them in his canvas bag.

These metal blocks had been Nicolas Flamel's farewell gift to him. Linley had named them Alchemy Floating Cannons. They could independently draw magic from the air to charge themselves, then fire highly destructive magical beams at enemies according to Linley's will.

The combat principles of these Alchemy Floating Cannons were similar to the portable Alchemy Formation Professor Green had used against Cassirachi last Halloween. However, the Alchemy Formations on the cannons used specialized alchemical constructs as their medium. Though their power was inferior to Professor Green's portable Alchemy Formation, they consumed almost none of Linley's magic.

After all, aside from spending a small amount of magic to control them in battle, Linley did not need to expend any additional magic at all.

Could she really be a transmigrator?!

Linley frowned deeply. Though he had not arrived immediately, it was clear that this Troll incident was completely different from what he knew.

In the original story, Hermione had not been injured, nor had Harry and Ron gone to seek help from the professors.

If all these changes were the butterfly effect caused by a transmigrator, that would make sense. But Linley could not determine whether that butterfly effect had been brought about by the silver-haired girl or by himself.

Although Linley was certain that he had barely interfered with the plot's development, the mere possibility of this existing was enough that the meticulous Linley could not ignore it.

It seemed he would have to test her more.

With that in mind, Linley removed his armaments.

The next day.

Irina woke up very early. Without even eating breakfast, she ran to the school hospital to visit Hermione.

With the aid of Healing Magic, Hermione was recovering well. Smiling, she told Irina that she would be fully recovered and discharged in another two days.

This restored Irina's usual cheerfulness. Humming a tune, she went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Just as she sat down at the Gryffindor table and picked up a piece of bread to eat, she spotted Linley dining at the Slytherin table.

The moment she saw that familiar black-haired boy, her eyes lit up. She stood, intending to greet him.

But at that moment, the black-haired boy seemed to look over at her as well. Irina saw him give her a mysterious smile, raise a finger to his lips, and make a "shh" gesture.

The black-haired boy gently shook his head and made another hand signal.

Irina seemed to understand what he meant. She suppressed her emotions and sat back down to continue her breakfast.

After breakfast ended, Irina went to the lawn outside the castle, where the black-haired boy was already waiting for her.

"Senior, thank you!"

Irina spoke with gratitude.

Linley shook his head slightly and asked, "How are the injuries of the girl who was with you?"

He meant Hermione. Since he had not interacted with her during this school year, he did not directly say Hermione's name.

Irina was briefly stunned before answering in a clear voice, "Hermione is recovering very well. And it's all thanks to the healing potion you gave us, Senior. Madam Pomfrey said that if your healing potion hadn't sustained Hermione's condition, she might not have made it to the school hospital..."

That healing potion was exceptionally effective, several times better than the healing potions available in Diagon Alley. This made Irina feel that Linley's background must be anything but ordinary.

"That's good. You should be more careful for the rest of this school year. Hogwarts doesn't seem very peaceful this year..."

Linley said meaningfully.

Irina nodded vigorously. "Mm-hm, thank you, Senior! Oh, right, my name is Irina Lowell. You can just call me Irina, Senior!"

Linley nodded slightly. "Lynn Roll."

This senior is actually from the Roll Family?!

Irina was somewhat surprised, but when she remembered that Lynn was from Slytherin House, she found it understandable.

Though he was from a Pureblood Family, he was unexpectedly kind!

Irina thought to herself.

Irina looked at Lynn's left hand and asked curiously, "By the way, Senior Rory, I saw you fling fire from your left hand when you dealt with the Troll yesterday... Was that Wandless Magic?!"

Irina's eyes sparkled. After all, the goal she was currently working toward was Wandless Magic for the Glacier Spell. Perhaps this senior could give her some advice!

Linley nodded.

Irina hurriedly said, "Senior Rory, to be honest, I've been trying to perform the Glacier Spell with Wandless Magic, but I keep failing and can't find the knack. It may be presumptuous, but I hope you won't hesitate to teach me!"