The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott didn't worry about that for the time being, and quickly walked out of the dungeon and turned towards the entrance of the classical music club.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the music coming from inside.

Scott casually pushed open the door and went inside.

"Excuse me."

He asked a girl who was flipping through sheet music not far from the door.

Is Milton here?

“Sorry, he’s not here.” The girl glanced at him, then lowered her head and replied, “Milton practiced all day today and didn’t come in the evening.”

"Thank you."

Scott smiled at her in a friendly manner, and without waiting for her to see whether she saw it or not, he turned and walked out the door.

After closing the door behind him, he straightened his clothes and then walked toward the staircase leading to the ground.

As he passed the Potions classroom, Snape was walking towards him from the stairwell.

"Mr. Trollope."

Upon seeing him, Snape slithered over like a viper, speaking in his usual affected tone.

"Why are you here?" he asked with ill intent. "It's Sunday, and I don't think you need to be here for Potions class."

"Good evening, Professor Snape."

Scott turned his head and answered politely.

“I went to the classical music club to look for Milton, but he wasn’t there.”

"Humph."

Snape's gaze swept over him several times.

"I'll go and find out."

Chapter 160 The Merlin Order's Residence

Scott watched as Snape walked past him and strode quickly toward the classical music club.

He smiled, looked away, turned and stepped onto the stairs, leaving the basement.

Once on the ground, Scott looked at the brightly lit castle and felt a little more relaxed.

He walked briskly toward the Ravenclaw Tower.

Valentine's Day is not over yet, and the castle's corridors and gardens are filled with couples on dates.

Laughter could be heard intermittently carried on the evening breeze.

Someone had captured a group of shimmering fairies and let them flutter around the big trees in the courtyard, making the night at Hogwarts even more magical.

A daring couple is kissing under a tree.

"Attention, all students."

Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire castle.

"Attention, all students."

The noisy scene around Scott suddenly quieted down, and the students involuntarily stopped what they were doing and looked up at Professor McGonagall's office.

Professor McGonagall was standing in front of the open window, her wand pressed against her throat.

"Please have all the class deans immediately organize all students to return to their respective common rooms. Your respective deans will be there to take attendance in 20 minutes."

"what happened?"

What's going on?

Today is Valentine's Day!

Scott heard the couples around him complaining loudly.

“Repeat it.”

Then, Professor McGonagall repeated her command.

Despite their complaints, the students, intimidated by the professor's authority, obediently made their way slowly to their respective common lounges.

Scott quickened his pace, weaving through the crowd, and soon arrived at the foot of the Ravenclaw Tower.

"You're back."

Jacob emerged from the shadows on one side of the tower’s main entrance.

Scott nodded.

Jacob, being sensible, didn't ask any further questions and went straight up the spiral staircase of the tower.

Scott smiled as he watched him walk away, then followed him.

When they returned to the common room, some students had already gathered there.

"Scott."

Milton sat by the window and waved to Scott.

Scott nodded to Jacob and sat down next to Milton.

“I just went to the Classical Club to look for you,” he said calmly.

"Looking for me?" Milton looked at him with some surprise.

“I’m a little curious,” Scott said with a smile. “I’d like to know how your practice is going.”

Milton shook his head.

"Although they all say my playing level hasn't declined, but..."

He paused, then shook his head again.

"I know that although my technique has not deteriorated, my understanding of music and expression of emotions have become much more stiff."

Scott glanced at him twice, then laughed. "Looks like you've really accepted it. That puts my mind at ease."

"Oh, thank you."

Milton said, somewhat moved.

"You are welcome."

Scott said without a hint of guilt.

He wanted to show concern for Milton's current situation, even though this was just a side effect.

However, he didn't know whether Milton's change was good or bad.

Milton is no longer as sensitive as he used to be.

Although living together reduced some of the pressure on these roommates, they were still finding it somewhat difficult to adjust.

Soon, all the Ravenclaw students returned to the common room one after another.

Before Professor Flitwick arrived, several prefects had already begun to count the number of students.

"I have no idea what happened! Something serious must have occurred!"

Eddie excitedly pushed his way through the crowd and squeezed between Scott and Milton to sit down.

Scott frowned, feeling like his butt was stuck.

At this moment, Roger also walked over with an unhappy expression and leaned back on the armrest of the sofa.

"what happened?"

Scott glanced at him.

"We're about to kiss!"

Roger said through gritted teeth.

"No way?" Eddie looked up in surprise. "You and Kacini haven't kissed yet?"

Roger's expression changed, and he fell silent.

"Hehehehe..." Eddie let out a strange laugh. "Kachini is probably the girl you've dated the longest, right? Has playboy Davis finally met his true love?"

“No, maybe that’s precisely why they’ve been dating for so long,” Milton said incisively.

"you……"

Roger stared at Milton in shock.

"I feel like Milton is getting more and more sarcastic..."

"Really?" Milton gave an innocent look.

“I think so,” Scott said with a smile.

He felt that Milton was becoming more and more uninhibited.

He used to only grumble in his heart or show it in his eyes, but now he's started to say it directly.

"Professor Flitwick!"

Just then, someone shouted, letting everyone know that Professor Flitwick had arrived.

Professor Flitwick walked through the crowd in the common room to the stairs next to the Ravenclaw statue. He climbed several steps before turning to look at everyone.

"Prefects!" His gaze swept over several prefects in the crowd. "Are all our students here?"

“Everyone is back, Professor Flitwick!” the seventh-year prefectural headman answered loudly.

"well."

Professor Flitwick nodded repeatedly, then looked at everyone.

"First of all, I apologize to all the boys and girls who had dates today; your Valentine's Day is over!"

He spoke loudly in a shrill voice.

His words elicited groans from the students, especially the older ones.