The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“Oh, yes.” Scott didn’t know how to answer.

“That’s not fun, Mother!” Mrs. Grey said, somewhat agitated. “The Dark Lord is an evil dark wizard who has brought immense suffering to many wizards!”

"Oh? What did he do?" Ravenclaw asked curiously.

"he……"

Ms. Grey began to recount Voldemort's evil and the terrible things he had done.

Scott kept observing Ravenclaw's expression and found that she still found it amusing.

"Advocating for the supremacy of purebloods?"

Ravenclaw raised an eyebrow with an ambiguous expression.

“I have never believed that young wizards born into pure-blood families are exceptionally talented. A wizard’s wisdom has nothing to do with his birth, and even Salazar would not think so.”

Ms. Grey continued to recount some of the things she knew about Voldemort's deeds.

No one interrupted her until she recounted Voldemort's defeat at the hands of a baby...

Scott glanced at his pocket watch; an hour had passed.

“Interesting.” Ravenclaw’s eyes lit up. “The child’s mother used blood magic.”

“Riddle is not dead.”

Scott added further explanation.

"He created Horcruxes, and the notebook that appeared at school last semester was one of his Horcruxes. Dumbledore destroyed the notebook, which is why Medea awoke."

“I see, it’s the same thing,” Ravenclaw exclaimed in amazement. “Riddle is a descendant of Medea!”

“This is not the time to discuss these things,” Ms. Gray said anxiously. “If Riddle really did steal the crown, we might never get it back!”

Scott tried to ignore her hour-long rambling and said, "As long as he didn't destroy the tiara, there's still a chance to get it back."

“Where can I find him?” Ms. Gray asked in despair. “I shouldn’t have told him… I was deceived by Riddle…”

She suddenly turned and drifted towards the door.

"I need to go to Albania; I must check if the crown is still there!"

"Helena!" Ravenclaw called to her, "Come back!"

“Mother…” Mrs. Grey covered her face with her hands, “It’s all my fault.”

“Do you know why I entrusted this child with the task of finding the crown?” Ravenclaw asked her.

Ms. Grey sobbed, “That’s my mother’s treasure. It can’t just be left out like this. Maybe it should stay at Ravenclaw.”

“No, the crown is not important,” Ravenclaw disagreed. “What matters is you, my daughter.”

"Mother?"

Ms. Grey looked up at Ravenclaw with a puzzled expression.

Ravenclaw turned to Scott, "You know what I'm thinking, kid?"

“I think…” Scott glanced at Ms. Gray, “you want your daughter to open her heart and get rid of her obsession.”

“You’re absolutely right,” Ravenclaw said with a smile.

"Mother……"

Mrs. Grey looked at the Ravenclaw in the painting with a sorrowful expression.

At this moment, Scott spoke up, "Ms. Ravenclaw, I accept this commission."

"You accepted?"

Ravenclaw looked at Scott in surprise.

"Do you know how difficult this is? If the crown hadn't been left in Albania, you can imagine how difficult it would have been to find it."

"I know."

Scott nodded.

“It is indeed difficult, but it is nothing compared to the knowledge I can gain from you.”

“As expected of Ravenclaw children.” Ravenclaw smiled again. “Of course, I always find a way to get my children in my house moving.”

Scott smiled without saying a word.

“It’s probably impossible to get the crown back now,” Mrs. Grey sighed sadly. “Let it go, Mother, don’t make things difficult for Scott.”

No, I'm not in a difficult position!

I can!

I can retrieve the crown within half an hour right now!

Scott's inner voice screamed.

Ravenclaw looked at Scott upon hearing this, "What do you think?"

"I will work hard."

Scott assured him.

“However…” he said hesitantly, “I still don’t know what a crown looks like.”

“You’ve seen it,” Ms. Grey said. “The statue of Mother in the Ravenclaw common room wears that crown.”

"I understand."

Scott nodded, then looked at Ravenclaw.

"I wonder if you have any time limit for this commission."

"Of course not, child. Although my time is running out, the portrait I leave behind will keep its promise."

"Ravenclaw said kindly."

"However, if you find it after graduation, unless you can become a professor at the university..."

Scott immediately understood her unspoken meaning: "...otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to get back in here."

Ravenclaw nodded.

Scott then left the Room of Requirement.

Instead of immediately searching for the crown, he began to consider whether it would be more appropriate to wait a few days until he found Ravenclaw's crown and delivered it to her.

Oh, and I also need to think about what I'll say when the time comes.

Chapter 154 Valentine's Day, A Letter, A Funeral

Emerging from the Room of Requirement, Scott, walking through the castle, sensed that the atmosphere at Hogwarts that day was somewhat strange.

He only learned the answer from Eddie when he arrived at the auditorium for breakfast.

"Tomorrow is Valentine's Day." Eddie looked at him in surprise. "You didn't know?"

"So much has happened lately..."

Scott offered an explanation, glancing around as he did so.

Valentine's Day...

No wonder there are more boys and girls chatting and laughing together now, and there's a romantic atmosphere in the air...

"Oh."

Roger scoffed at Scott's words.

"Seriously..."

He said this while munching on his bread.

"I'm quite worried about the three of you."

He glanced at Scott, then at Eddie, and then at Milton, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

"None of you three have ever been in a relationship before, have you?"

He deliberately feigned surprise.

"I am asexual."

Milton used a phrase he had learned from Scott to shut Roger up.

"I think so too."

Roger nodded in agreement and looked at Scott and Eddie again.

"I only like money."

Eddie patted the backpack on the stool next to him and smiled smugly.

"I'm planning to make a fortune on Valentine's Day."

"...You haven't grown up yet."

Roger labeled him as immature and looked at Scott again.

"..."

Scott ate his meal slowly and deliberately, ignoring his gaze.

“I understand,” Roger said, “You only like studying.”

"Do not."

Scott put down his knife and fork, took out a handkerchief, and demurely wiped his mouth.

"Learning is just a way to acquire knowledge; what I love is knowledge itself."

Roger looked like he was choking.

"You look so irritating right now." His lips twitched.

Eddie and Milton both nodded in agreement.

"Ok."