Walking along the path in the woods outside the villa with Hermione holding her arm, Lynn subconsciously observed her surroundings, her free right hand tense at all times.
Prepared to deal with any potential emergencies, her gaze swept across the area around the path.
Lynn automatically analyzed the state of the path; the surrounding branches showed signs of being recently trimmed, just as the villa's owner had said.
He had specifically helped clear this path, and there was very conspicuous snake repellent near the grass on the ground.
Senior Penelopa walked at the very front, while Harry and Ron were at the back; they had subconsciously left the safest position in the middle for Hermione and Lynn.
Even if they vaguely understood in their hearts that the strongest among them was actually Lynn.
Walking slowly through the woods, Lynn couldn't walk fast at all because she had eaten too much just now; she could only shuffle forward step by step.
Hermione held her arm to support her, and Harry, Ron, and Senior Penelopa weren't in a hurry either, just walking along at a leisurely pace.
Lynn looked silently at Senior Penelopa, who was deliberately keeping a low speed in front, then looked back at Harry and Ron, who could only walk in small, slow steps, and spoke in a flat tone.
"Hermione, you guys can go ahead. I'll follow behind you."
She couldn't cause trouble for others because of herself; Hermione and the others could walk faster, and she would do her best to keep up.
They shouldn't have to accommodate her.
Hermione tightened her grip on Lynn's arm and shook her head. "Don't say such silly things. We came out to walk with you in the first place. How could we leave you behind while the four of us go ahead?"
"That's right," Senior Penelopa turned around, walking backward leisurely, and reached out to rub Lynn's head. "Walking slowly is nice; you won't get tired, and you can enjoy the scenery here."
"It's also beneficial for your health," Hermione added from the side. Although her parents were both dentists, she still knew the basic medical fact that vigorous exercise after a meal is bad for the stomach.
Hermione knew that much, at least. As for Harry and Ron behind the three of them, they didn't speak at all.
The two boys had spotted a somewhat strange bug on the ground by the road and were huddled together, looking at it curiously.
Senior Penelopa and Hermione glanced at each other, both seeing a hint of helplessness in the other's gaze.
Sigh... Boys, the things they like to play with are just a bit unique.
However, because they were walking slowly enough, they didn't need to specifically stop to wait for Harry and the others; they just kept moving forward.
Sure enough, in less than two minutes, Harry and Ron, having seen enough, caught up.
Walking with light steps on the forest path, for some reason, the scene Lynn had previously seen in the mirror of erised suddenly appeared in her mind.
Her and Hermione walking together in the mountains... that scene and this scene were so similar.
She calmly turned her head to glance at Hermione. After confirming that the two scenes were indeed very similar, Lynn withdrew her gaze, her heart without the slightest ripple.
The summer vacation spent by the seven children together was undoubtedly happy, and a summer vacation where the seven children lived in a place by themselves without any adults in charge was undoubtedly even happier!
It had been nearly a week since the seven of them gathered at the villa, and everyone had become accustomed to life there.
They spent a very short time each day doing homework, and the rest of the time was spent eating snacks and watching television.
When it was their turn, they would just do some cleaning and cook a meal.
It was worth mentioning that among the seven children, there really wasn't a single one who was a novice at housework; everyone had good self-care abilities.
This made Harry unable to resist harshly complaining in front of everyone about his cousin Dudley Dursley, who still lived like a "baby" and couldn't do anything.
To this, Ron's evaluation was blunt: "How high can your expectations be for a pig?"
Harry deeply agreed; indeed, for a pig, being able to eat and drink was enough.
The three girls' evaluations were more refined; they simply stated that Dudley Dursley was being spoiled like this now.
If he didn't change in the future, he would have plenty of hardships to face when he grew up.
Lynn listened quietly on the side without offering an opinion. Based on what Harry said...
She didn't quite understand why Dudley Dursley hadn't been destroyed yet.
However, the next moment she reached a conclusion. Yes, it must be because Dudley Dursley's parents—Harry's uncle and aunt—were part of the elite class, so Dudley Dursley could be exempt from this "system."
Speaking of this system, Lynn turned her head and looked indifferently out the window.
The Enforcement Agents still hadn't come; there was no sign of them on the ground or in the sky.
This third week was already almost over; were they still not coming?
Thinking rapidly, Lynn soon sorted out the most likely answer.
This year, the students' resistance was quite fierce, so the Enforcement Agents had encountered some obstacles during the destruction process, causing a delay.
Of course, there was another possibility, and the most ideal one.
All of them had passed Hermione's exams, and none of the seven of them needed to be destroyed, so of course, no Enforcement Agents would come to the door.
But soon, the peace of villa life was broken.
Just after waking up on Saturday morning, Lynn, who had already finished making and eating breakfast, turned her head to see an exhausted-looking Harry.
The dark circles under his eyes were unusually heavy. She turned her head back to check the time.
It was six-thirty in the morning. At this time, besides her and Harry, everyone else was still asleep.
Under normal circumstances, even Harry shouldn't be up at this time.
After all, even when it was his and Ron's turn to prepare meals, they would wait until eight in the morning to get up.
One reason was that it was too early to wake up, and the other was that if they made breakfast too early, it would get cold; by the time the others woke up to eat, they would be facing cold fried eggs and cold bacon.
That taste... but Lynn didn't have such concerns.
Considering she woke up early herself, she usually made porridge in the morning. By the time everyone woke up, the temperature in the pot would be just right.
Standing up and walking over to Harry, Lynn confirmed that his complexion and mental state clearly looked like he hadn't slept well.
"Harry, good morning."
"Hmm? Yawn..." Hearing the voice, Harry looked at Lynn next to him and covered his mouth while yawning.
"Good morning, Lynn."
"You didn't sleep well last night," Lynn stated the fact expressionlessly.
"Yeah," Harry's expression flickered strangely as he nodded in admission.
Looking at Harry's expression, Lynn instinctively analyzed that something had happened.
Her gaze swept over Harry from head to toe, but she didn't find any wounds or signs of injury.
It wasn't Enforcement Agents, so Harry probably just had a nightmare, Lynn concluded in her mind.
She then went into the kitchen and served Harry a bowl of steaming Shrimp Porridge.
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