SWDnovel Chapter 181 Visiting the Factory
Chapter 181 Visiting the Factory
Chapter 181 Visiting the Factory
The crow flew back silently to the teachers' seat and landed on Lynch's shoulder, as if it had never left.
Amidst cheers, screams, and deafening chatter, no one noticed what had just transpired in the shadows below the stands.
There is only one exception.
Snape sat in a seat not far away, his dark eyes like two deep pools of water. The moment the raven landed on Lynch's shoulder, he glanced at him very quickly.
His gaze was scrutinizing and questioning, but Snape said nothing. He simply pursed his thin lips and turned his gaze back to the chaotic arena, his sallow face still expressionless.
Lynch seemed oblivious to Snape's gaze; his attention was completely back on the court.
At this point, the match entered its most intense phase. Harry seemed to have completely shaken off the shadow of the earlier Blink-Ball incident. He and Draco Malfoy both spotted the Golden Snitch, and the two Nimbus 2001s, like two silver lightning bolts, chased after the Golden Snitch, swooping down towards the ground side by side!
The speed increased, and it got closer and closer to the ground, causing horrified gasps to erupt from the audience.
Fear was already showing on Malfoy's pale face, and his broom began to tremble and slow down.
Harry, however, seemed to disregard life and death. His bright green eyes were fixed on the faint golden light in front of him. He held the broom tightly with a resolute posture until the very last moment before suddenly pulling it up!
The broom handle swept across the grass, kicking up a cloud of grass clippings.
In that split second, Harry suddenly stretched out his arms and the entire stadium fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a deafening cheer that almost shook the sky!
Harry slowly rose up, raising his arm high, and between his fingers, the small ball with fluttering golden wings shimmered in the sunlight!
"Got it! Harry Potter has caught the Golden Snitch! Gryffindor wins!" The commentator Lee Jordan's voice was amplified a thousand times by magic, which also energized the other students.
The Gryffindor stands turned into a sea of red joy, with students excitedly hugging, jumping, and tossing their scarlet scarves into the air.
Meanwhile, Slytherin was filled with deathly silence and dejection.
Lynch sat in the teachers' section of the audience, clapping with a smile.
He watched as Harry was surrounded, lifted up, and tossed into the air by his excited teammates, and saw the radiant, victorious smile spread across his face.
That thrilling dive and precise catch just now truly demonstrated the young Seeker's excellent flying skills, extraordinary courage, and strong mental fortitude.
He nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.
After the match ended, the noisy crowd began to leave.
In the evening, the four long tables in the auditorium were already laden with a sumptuous meal.
The atmosphere at the Gryffindor table was particularly lively, still overflowing with the joy of victory. The students were excitedly discussing the match that had just ended and eagerly planning a celebration party in the common room that evening.
Harry sat among his friends, surrounded by laughter and cheerful conversation, a relaxed and happy smile on his face.
Just then, he subconsciously looked up, his gaze passing through the noisy hall, and met Lin Qi, who was having a meal at the faculty table.
Lynch was also looking towards the Gryffindor table, a familiar, warm smile on his face, and he raised his glass in celebration towards Harry.
Despite being separated by half a hall, the silent approval was clearly conveyed.
The joy of Harry's Quidditch victory over Slytherin, coupled with his Uncle Lynch's timely affirmation, warmed his heart. The gloom that had been building up over the past few days seemed to have been dispelled considerably, and he responded with an even brighter smile.
Soon after, Lynch finished his dinner and calmly got up and left the auditorium.
He did not linger in the castle, but went straight to the Forbidden Forest and returned to the quiet stone house in the night.
Inside the stone house, the papers on the desk remained exactly as they were when he left.
Lin Qi took out an antique-style brass key from a locked drawer on his desk.
He placed the key flat on the table and gently ran his fingertips across its surface.
"Mentos".
A faint light flowed, and the key vibrated slightly, transforming into a door key.
The raven that had been quietly perched on his shoulder landed silently, and a jet-black claw precisely touched the brass key.
The next instant, a sensation of spatial distortion came over me.
The crow had vanished from the stone house and appeared in a completely different place—a remote corner of Lancashire, filled with the faint smell of industrial dust.
In the distance, the outline of a Muggle factory was blurred, while closer at hand stood a gate that had been enchanted with a powerful disguise spell.
The crow landed, and its shape blurred and transformed into the image of a "hanger" wearing a long black trench coat and a bird-beak mask.
Without pausing, Lynch walked straight through the magical disguise and entered the factory.
The instant he passed through the magical barrier, several figures draped in dark cloaks swiftly approached from different directions, their movements agile and well-trained, clearly on high alert. When they recognized the newcomer as the one with the iconic bird-beak mask, they immediately halted their hurried steps.
The leader took a small step forward, pulled down his hood, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, his expression filled with undisguised excitement and deep awe.
He clenched his right fist and gently pressed it against his chest, where he wore a metal badge with his fist pointing to the sky.
"Your Excellency, you've arrived!" His voice was slightly hoarse with excitement.
The sharp bird-beak mask turned towards him, and from beneath the metal came Lynch's altered, hollow voice: "Hmm."
"Thank you for your hard work in maintaining security here."
"It is our duty and honor, Your Excellency!" Captain Thomas of the guard bowed in response, his tone firm.
As he made this gesture, several guards around him also uniformly placed their right fists against their chests and bowed in salute, their movements fluid and synchronized, demonstrating strict discipline.
Since Lynch appeared at the First Order headquarters, the security level of this factory has been raised to the highest level, and the guard team has been replaced with members of the First Order.
The sharp bird-beak mask nodded slightly, and Lin Qi casually waved his hand, his voice coming from beneath the mask:
Each person should perform their own duties; there's no need to follow along.
Thomas understood immediately and bowed again: "Yes, Your Excellency!" He then gestured to his companions, and the group quickly and quietly retreated to their respective guard positions, disappearing as if into the shadows.
Lynch strode into the depths of the factory.
Contrary to the expected silence, the factory was still humming with activity, the air thick with the smell of fresh ink and the heat of busy work. On the assembly line, house-elves in matching grey robes moved swiftly, processing wizard cards with practiced ease.
Lin Qi's sudden appearance immediately caused a slight commotion.