When Lynn woke up, his face was facing the sun.

The sky outside was very good, the sun was shining, and the temperature was just right.

The sun is a little dazzling.

He squinted, avoiding the dazzling light, and looking to the side, he saw a little girl with chestnut hair lying on the bedside sleeping.

The sunlight hit her white face, and people couldn't help feeling that youth was infinitely good.

Lynn stretched out his hand subconsciously, trying to pinch her delicate face.

Then Hermione was awakened by Lynn's behavior.

She dazedly opened Lynn's messing hand, and then raised her head to look at him in confusion, without regaining her senses for a while.

Lynn nodded at her with a smile.

"You woke up, congratulations, the operation was a success."

Hermione was taken aback and touched herself in a panic.

"What surgery?"

Then she realized that Lynn was teasing her again.

She was angrily trying to punch Lynn in the chest, but as soon as she lifted her hand, she remembered that he was still a patient, so she could only put the fist down again.

She blinked and looked at Lynn, as if watching his face.

"How are you feeling now? Do you want me to call Madam Pomfrey?"

Lynn sat up on the bed and made Hermione put a pillow behind her back against the head of the bed, and he stretched.

"It feels okay, no need to call Madam Pomfrey."

He looked at the rich variety of fruits on the bedside, pinched a grape from it and threw it into his mouth.

"How many days have I slept?"

Hermione took an apple and helped him peel it.

"After sleeping for 5 days, Madam Pomfrey didn't let us come in to visit you at first. She said that you were badly injured and needed to rest. Then I came here every day and asked her to let me come in to see you. Yesterday she seemed I was annoyed by me, and I felt that your body almost improved, so I let me in and guard."

Hermione was not proficient in peeling the peel. Lynn watched her peel off the large pieces of pulp along with the skin. The corners of her eyes twitched, and then he took the poor one that had shrunk twice. Apple.

"Crack."

He took a bite. The apple was crispy and sweet, and he knew it was picked from the apple tree that Hagrid had planted.

As soon as Lynn swallowed a bite of the apple into his stomach, he realized something was wrong.

He stared at Hermione.

"Why are you here?"

Hermione looked at him strangely, wondering if he had a brain injury, Madam Pomfrey didn't notice.

"Didn't I just say? Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let me in at first..."

"No, no!" Lynn interrupted her and sat up from the bed. "I mean, you know how I got hurt?"

Hermione gave him a blank look.

"Not only I know, the whole school knows about you Professor Lockhart, but I should be the one who guessed it first."

"The whole school knows it!" Lynn repeated Hermione's words in shock.

He desperately remembered what he had said to Dumbledore before he fell asleep.

Lin En clearly remembered that he had clearly hinted that Old Deng had the head, and that the vest might be exposed after he passed out, and asked him to help him keep the vest.

But what is the situation now?

Hermione told Lynn the scene of the day exactly.

After Lynn fell asleep, the deformation effect on his body disappeared. Although his face was covered by a lot of blood, the students still recognized Lynn's face.

Professor McGonagall asked Dumbledore with a shocked face what was going on. Dumbledore directly admitted in front of all the teachers and students of Hogwarts that "Professor Lockhart" was pretending to be Lynn.

The real Lockhart was actually a liar. At that time, Hogwarts could not find a suitable professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. In desperation, he could only ask Lynn to top the tank. "Yeah" is actually Lynn's cousin posing.

The professors and students at Hogwarts were all stunned by the news. None of them thought that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who had taught them for almost a semester was actually just a third-year student!

But then, the little wizards quickly accepted the matter excitedly.

Gryffindor’s students thought it was fun and cool; Slytherin thought Lynn was his own, and he saved the entire Hogwarts by himself, which is the pride of Slytherin; Lavin Crow’s students were pleasantly surprised to find that their favorite professor was the same age as them, so that it would be easier to start in the future; while Hufflepuff’s students ate melons every day and said that the melons are really fragrant.

In general, all the little wizards, without exception, are full of gratitude and admiration for Lynn.

After all, the prestige he built in Hogwarts this semester is real. In the end, he defeated the basilisk and saved Hogwarts under the witness of everyone, so no one had any complaints against Lynn at the age of fourteen. At that time, he raised something wrong with being a professor at Hogwarts.

Even in these days when Lynn was in a coma, countless little wizards gathered in front of the school hospital every day, begging Madam Pomfrey to let them go in and visit their defense against the Dark Arts professor.

But so far, only Hermione has been allowed.

Because if Madam Pomfrey didn't let her in, she really planned to stay in the school hospital.

Lynn listened to Hermione's narration with a dazed expression.

He didn't understand why Dumbledore didn't help him hide his identity, and even stripped off his vest so thoroughly.

Before he could think it through, Lynn remembered what Hermione had just said.

"Wait, you said you were the first to guess my identity? When did you guess it?"

Hermione looked at him slyly and reminded.

"Do you still remember the little burial who went to your office and called you and left immediately on Christmas Day?"

"That's you? But how did you become a burial?" Before Hermione could explain to him, Lynn had already guessed the answer by himself.

"You and Harry before and they asked me for the approval note for the "Powerful Potion" in the restricted book area~lightnovelpub.net~ and the compound decoction became a small buried to test me."

Lynn understood the cause and effect, and Hermione, who looked up and down, praised her.

"I really didn't see it, the little girl is very clever."

Hermione grabbed his arm.

"Don't forget the promise you said at the time. If I discover your secret, I will reward me."

Lynn looked at her blankly.

"Have I ever said this?"

Hermione looked angry at him like this, and squeezed the flesh on his arm with her fingers.

"Do you want to admit it!"

"No, no, I'm joking, how can I not admit what I said before, let go, let go, I'm still a patient..."