The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

But right now, the most important thing is Neville's situation.

“Neville is certainly not an Obscurial,” Scott said. “He did not suppress his magic.”

At this point, he looked at Neville.

"On the contrary, your family has always wanted your magic to be more powerful, hasn't they?"

Neville nodded with lingering fear. "My family went crazy trying to get me to awaken my magic."

"Then what are you talking about?" Ron asked Scott and Luna, puzzled.

I'm talking about the subconscious.

Scott said it directly.

“Part of Neville’s subconscious believes that magic is something that can hurt others, perhaps because of his past experiences, or because he is too kind, and he unconsciously resists magic.”

“That’s not what you were saying to Luna, Scott,” Fred and George said, grinning as they joined in.

Scott turned and glanced at Luna.

The girl's gaze was unfocused, as if she were lost in thought.

"That's Luna's version of events."

Scott didn't shy away from Luna's presence.

"Luna can see some of other people's emotions. If you are upset, she will think that a magical creature called a harassing fly has invaded your mind."

"A harassing fly?" Fred leaned closer to Luna. "Luna, do I have one in my head?"

Luna glanced at him.

"No."

She said one thing, then turned to Scott seriously and said, "The harassing horsefly is real."

“I didn’t say it doesn’t exist,” Scott said with a smile. “Even though I can’t see it, I don’t readily deny things that I can’t verify.”

He lowered his voice at this point, "But now we need to say something that they can accept."

He winked at Luna and continued to the others, "Maybe it's just a romantic notion, maybe it's real, but in any case, the world Luna sees is different from the world we see."

Hearing him say that, Hermione, who had been itching to do something, quieted down again.

Scott, noticing this, secretly breathed a sigh of relief; he didn't want to argue about this topic with this girl who was so particular about things.

“I know!” Luna suddenly pointed at Neville and shouted, “He needs to open the door so the seed can sprout and grow!”

"what?"

Neville opened his mouth wide again, looking completely bewildered.

The others also looked puzzled.

Scott was somewhat helpless; Luna's style would indeed make others see her as a crazy girl.

But she simply observes the world from a different perspective than others.

And Scott understood what she was saying.

“That’s right, that’s what I was thinking too,” he agreed.

He observed for a while and found the reactions of others quite interesting.

The twins and Eddie watched as if they were watching an interesting play; they didn't speak easily, but were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Harry and Ron were just as bewildered as Neville, but they didn't seem to dare to voice their opinions rashly.

Only Hermione's eyes were practically overflowing with distrust, and she looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

At this moment, Scott stood up.

“Let’s give it a try, Neville.”

He gestured for Neville to stand up as well.

"Okay... okay."

Neville, like a pitiful little bullied child, reluctantly stood up.

Next, Scott took out his wand and touched the tip of the wand to Neville's heart.

"No! What are you doing?"

Hermione seemed to have reached her limit and took a step forward to rush forward.

"and many more!"

The twins quickly stopped her.

"Get out of the way!"

Hermione quickly pulled out her wand and pointed it at them.

"I understand, you're just bullying Neville!"

She stared wide-eyed and said with certainty.

“No, Hermione,” Neville said weakly. “I’m fine.”

“Don’t be afraid, Neville!” Hermione said righteously, “We will help you!”

She turned to look at Harry and Ron.

"Harry! Ron! You agree, right!"

"what?"

Harry and Ron exchanged glances, seemingly still out of the loop, and simply nodded mechanically.

"Seriously! I can't believe it!"

Hermione looked at Scott with displeasure.

"I never expected you to do something like this, Scott!"

"All of them will be petrified."

Scott casually twirled his wand, and a beam of light instantly struck Hermione.

Hermione froze instantly, her eyes wide open.

"Let's have some quiet time, Hermione."

Scott said.

"I won't hurt Neville, you just need to watch."

Chapter 182 A Phenomenon Similar to a Magical Outburst

Scott's sudden action seemed to startle everyone else.

Neville, in particular, stared wide-eyed at Scott in horror.

Hermione!

Harry and Ron were also dumbfounded.

“You’re really something, Scott,” Fred said with a grin. “You’re in big trouble now.”

“Our Little McGregor won’t let you get away with this!” George said gleefully.

"Alright, everyone, quiet down."

Scott turned and smiled at them, and the group immediately shut up.

He nodded in satisfaction and tapped Neville's chest with his wand.

"Calm down, Navei."

His tone softened.

"Trust me, and follow my instructions."

Neville looked up at Scott, and as if he understood something, his eyes slowly calmed down.

“Close your eyes,” Scott said softly.

Neville obediently closed his eyes.

Scott asked gently, "You really like plants, don't you, Neville?"

"Mmm," Neville responded softly.

“So, what’s your favorite plant?” Scott asked again.

Neville thought for a moment before answering, "Rubus."

“Rust?” Scott said with admiration. “It can dispel many toxins and is a very useful herb.”

Neville couldn't help but smile.

"Empty your mind, Naveen."

Scott gently waved his wand.

Imagine you are a rue seed, buried in pitch-black soil.

A faint magical glow enveloped Neville, and his expression gradually changed as Scott spoke.

He kept his eyes closed, but his brows were furrowed.

At the same time, his body was curled up, as if he were being oppressed by something.

"Slowly, you sprouted...you struggled to break through the soil..."

Scott then continued speaking in a leading tone.

"You're growing up every day..."

Neville's expression changed accordingly.

"Under the moonlight, the dew on your leaves reflects a silvery light..."

Scott consciously intensified the fluctuations of his magic.