The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott made a stop gesture.

Neville awkwardly shut his mouth.

What are you doing?

Just then, a commotion came from outside the classroom.

Are you bullying Neville?

Scott heard Hermione's shrill voice.

"You locked him in the classroom?" Her voice was filled with anger. "I can't believe you did this!"

“Of course not!” Fred cried out, “We were helping him!”

Hermione yelled, "Get out of the way! Neville and Ron are different. You can't treat him like you treat Ron!"

"Hey!"

Ron's disgruntled voice followed.

Hearing this, Scott was both amused and exasperated.

"Come in, everyone."

He raised his voice.

The classroom door opened the next second.

"Navie! Are you alright?!"

Hermione charged in first, her momentum overwhelming.

"Scott?"

She was somewhat taken aback when she saw Scott.

Hello.

Scott smiled at her and the two boys behind her.

“Hermione! Harry! Ron!” Neville jumped up. “I’m fine! You…you’ve misunderstood.”

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

Hermione walked over.

Neville said, "I asked Scott to do some arithmetic for me..."

"Arithmetic divination?"

Hermione's eyes lit up.

Are you performing arithmetic divination?

She looked at Scott with interest, a hint of envy in her eyes.

“I heard about it, Scott. You found the Ravenclaw crown using arithmetic divination. Congratulations! Oh, by the way, I’m planning to take that course next year too.”

She walked closer.

"May I take a look at it?"

However, before she could see the words on the parchment on the table, Scott quickly flipped it over.

"I'm sorry, Hermione."

Scott shook his head.

“This is Neville’s privacy. If you want to see it, you must get his permission.”

Chapter 180 Neville's real problem?

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Hearing Scott's words, Hermione blushed and apologized.

"I didn't expect this..."

She looked somewhat bewildered.

"It's ok."

Neville said good-naturedly.

He glanced at Harry and Ron again.

"Thank you," he said. "You were worried about me too, weren't you?"

Harry smiled. "Ron brought us here. I'm glad you're alright, Neville."

“I heard you were taken away by Fred and George,” Ron said, frowning. “I’m worried they’re up to some kind of trick again.”

"Hey!"

Fred and George immediately glared at him with displeasure.

“If you ask me…” Fred grinned mischievously, “we’ll just tease you, little Roro.”

George nodded seriously, "This is an intimate relationship that only exists between us brothers."

Ron shrank back, but stubbornly said, "I'm not afraid of you!"

At that moment, Scott tapped on the table.

“Now that you all know what happened,” he said, “you can all go out now. Neville and I still have something to talk about.”

“Can’t we take a look?” Ron muttered.

"No."

Harry and Hermione pulled him outside.

But they were also staring curiously at the parchment in Scott's hand.

"It's...it's okay."

At this moment, Neville spoke.

“You can take a look if you want,” he said.

“Neville?” Scott looked at him with some surprise.

Neville, however, asked him in return, "Is it okay, Scott?"

Scott nodded. "If you have no objections."

He rolled up the parchment and handed it to Neville.

"Speaking of which, the arithmetic divination is over," he said. "What follows doesn't involve much privacy, so you can keep this piece of paper for now."

"Thank you."

Neville reached out and took it.

Scott turned and glanced at it.

They discovered that a total of six people were already standing in a row nearby, all looking at them and Neville with curious eyes.

They had even closed the classroom door again.

"..."

Scott was speechless for a moment.

Considering they weren't bothering me, I tried to ignore their stares.

He looked at Neville again.

“You already know the result of the arithmetic divination, Neville,” he asked softly. “But I’ve noticed that you don’t seem to have much confidence in yourself.”

"I……"

Neville squeezed the parchment in his hand.

"I can't do anything right... how can I possibly save them?"

"Indeed, I've heard about it too."

Scott continued to look at him.

"Your memory is poor, and your grades aren't very good either. You always seem to get into trouble, both in your studies and in life..."

Hearing his words, Neville lowered his head further and further.

“You can’t say that!” Hermione suddenly said, somewhat displeased. “Neville’s herbalism grades are excellent!”

“No, I just…” Neville shook his head dejectedly, “but what’s the use?”

Hermione retorted, "Who says it's useless! Since Hogwarts offers a Herbology course, it must be useful!"

"Alright, let's be quiet for a bit. I haven't finished speaking yet." Scott looked at Hermione with a hint of helplessness.

"I……"

Hermione seemed a little unconvinced, but she shut her mouth under his gaze.

Scott looked at Neville again.

"I said those things to tell you that I know your current situation, and that this is the root cause of your lack of confidence."

His tone was indifferent, as if he were chatting casually.

This made Neville relax a little again.

Then Scott said, "But I want to say that everyone... including yourself, Neville, everyone has misjudged you."

Meeting Neville's astonished gaze, he said something that seemed determined to shock.

“Your talent is actually quite good, even better than many people’s.”

"I...I...I..."

Neville's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open.

"how is this possible?"