That House-elf most likely wasn't sent by the Enforcement Agents.
Its purpose was to warn Harry that Hogwarts was in danger and not to return to school.
It wasn't to inform him that his grades didn't meet the standard and needed to be destroyed, so he didn't need to return to school.
Based on her memory and understanding of the Enforcement Agents, they were backed by a powerful armed force.
Therefore, they had always disdained methods like deception or manipulation, at most gathering intelligence beforehand on whether the target would resist and how.
Then they would directly charge through the door to capture the person; it was useless for any student to try and resist.
Their powerful armed force made them fearless of any student's, or even parent's, resistance.
So, the House-elf Harry spoke of couldn't have been sent by the Enforcement Agents.
"A House-elf," Penelope frowned, looking at Harry thoughtfully as she spoke, "usually only very ancient and wealthy Wizard families possess them."
"Have you offended any classmates with such a background at school?"
Almost without hesitation, Harry, Ron, and Hermione blurted out simultaneously.
"Malfoy!" ×3
Ron nodded with righteous indignation, "It must be Malfoy; he wants to stop Harry from going to school."
Hermione fell silent, looking down in thought, then looked up and shook her head, "We can't be so certain; after all, we can't rule out the possibility that the House-elf was telling the truth."
"But Harry can't actually not go to Hogwarts," Ron spread his hands.
"That's true," Hermione nodded.
Maranhao watched the three juniors from the side with a gentle smile and spoke words of comfort.
"Don't worry too much. With Headmaster Dumbledore and the Professors at school, Harry will definitely be able to continue his education."
"It's just that you'll have to be more careful this school year," Marietta added from the side; she had heard some rumors about the trio and Lynn's adventures at the end of the previous school year.
"Night wandering, adventures—avoid doing them as much as possible."
Harry and the others looked at each other and nodded with some embarrassment.
Lynn listened to the conversation of the other six, her brain working rapidly.
A House-elf warned Harry of danger instead of a Professor, proving that this danger was likely known only to this House-elf, and not to the Professors or Headmaster Dumbledore.
But regarding Hogwarts matters, the Professors and Headmaster Dumbledore should be more aware.
There was only one explanation for this situation: the danger came from the outside, or rather, the origin of the danger was outside.
And this outside source had deep contact with this House-elf, which was how it knew the news.
Deducing further from the living environment of House-elves and information about them, this outside source was most likely, and could only be, its master's household.
Books at Hogwarts mentioned that House-elves cannot reveal their masters' secrets.
That explained why this House-elf only said Hogwarts was in danger and told Harry not to go back, while remaining tight-lipped about what the danger was or where it came from.
In summary, Lynn concluded in her mind that the House-elf's masters must be planning something.
What they were planning to do would cause danger at Hogwarts; the House-elf found out and came to notify Harry and issue a warning.
But as for why the House-elf chose to favor Harry over its masters, Lynn couldn't deduce it without relevant information.
She could only summarize and analyze this far based on the available information, her gaze dull as she looked at the six people present.
Everyone had already started talking about other topics; as before, if no one asked her, she didn't feel the need to speak.
Speaking one's opinion when others hadn't asked for it could easily be seen as showing off and might cause resentment, which was very impolite.
Seeing everyone chatting, Lynn quietly walked toward the kitchen; it was almost lunchtime, and she should start cooking.
Seeing Lynn head to the kitchen, Hermione quickly followed, and Maranhao and Marietta also entered the kitchen in unison.
With the three of them helping, Lynn, who used to partner with Hermione as the main cook, had now become an assistant.
And she was an assistant with the least work, finishing her tasks with fluid movements.
When Lynn turned around again, the remaining work had already been taken over by Hermione and the others.
With nothing left to do, Lynn could only take two steps back and stand quietly by the kitchen door.
Her eyes looked lifelessly at the working trio—Hermione, Maranhao, and Marietta—waiting to step in if any help was needed.
However, before she could watch for long, Penelope, who had been waiting for a while, came up and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Lynn, don't just stand here. Why don't we go watch television? How about it?"
Lynn turned her head stiffly toward Penelope, then looked at the three busy people in the kitchen.
She slowly shook her head, "I'll wait and see if any help is needed."
"There isn't any."
"The three of us are enough."
"That's right, Lynn, go take a break."
Hermione and the others turned and chimed in unison; Lynn opened her mouth in vain, finally just nodded, and followed Penelope to the living room.
The three girls smiled at each other; letting Lynn rest—mission accomplished.
In the living room, Harry and Ron had already tuned the channel to cartoons for Lynn.
They had even opened the packaging of the snacks for her; as soon as Lynn sat on the sofa, a bag of opened cookies was thrust into her hand by Harry.
"Thank you," Lynn thanked them expressionlessly, then mechanically put the cookies into her mouth one by one.
There wasn't a single trace of the happiness, joy, or relaxation one usually has when eating snacks.
Not long after the cartoons started, several Owl cries came from outside the window.
Lynn quickly turned her head, no longer stiff or mechanical, and her right hand swiftly reached for the wand in her robe pocket.
Harry and Ron shuddered at her stress response, but Penelope, sitting next to her and turning her head as well, didn't see this scene.
Instead, seeing the Owl outside the window, she smiled and said loudly, "The school Owls are here; they must be bringing the booklists."
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