The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Then, the hem of his robe fluttered up, and his wand pressed against Neville's chest once more.

“You’ve truly grown up, you should be blooming… but you can’t bloom, you only have green leaves… all the other rue are laughing at you… you’re different from them…”

Neville looked dejected.

Then, his robes began to move.

Scott continued, “You’ve grown up a bit more, but you find yourself living in a greenhouse flowerpot…”

Neville shifted uncomfortably.

"Life in a greenhouse is so safe. You are protected by layers of protection and don't have to be exposed to the wind and rain from the outside world."

Scott said in an exclamatory tone.

“But you don’t want that… This isn’t the real world. You think hiding in a place like this might be the reason you can’t bloom; you want to be in nature’s sunshine and rain…”

Neville's face showed a hint of anxiety again.

"What can we do?"

Scott continued speaking.

"Then let's grow up... keep growing up..."

Neville made a struggling motion.

"Grow up, keep growing up."

Scott said softly.

"As time passed, you grew bigger and bigger, taller than anyone else... You became more and more different from the rue around you... Just then, the greenhouse owner arrived..."

Scott suddenly changed his tone.

"How come there's an oak sapling here?" he asked, feigning confusion.

"Only then do you realize that you are not a rue tree, but an oak tree!"

Scott said in an amazed tone.

"You are a tall oak tree, how can you grow in a low greenhouse, how can you take root in a small flowerpot?"

His voice grew louder and louder.

"An oak tree should grow in the forest, rooted in the earth. If you want to become a towering tree, you must break free from this cage!"

The tip of Scott's wand glowed with magical light, and his and Neville's clothes and hair moved without wind.

"Grow, oak, let your towering trunk and extensive root system break free from the constraints of greenhouses and flowerpots, and let the sunlight and raindrops come into close contact with you!"

The light at the tip of Scott's wand grew brighter and brighter, and Neville struggled even more fiercely.

"Did you hear that? The sound of a flowerpot cracking! Did you hear that? The sound of greenhouse glass shattering! You must become a tall oak tree, standing firm even in the fiercest winds!"

"what……"

Neville suddenly opened his mouth and howled unconsciously.

Then, the desks and chairs in the entire classroom began to float up slowly, and the curtains fluttered and swayed against the glass windows.

"This...this is..."

Scott heard Harry's shocked voice.

"...Is it a magical surge?"

Ron's voice was also filled with disbelief.

At that moment, Scott put away his wand, and the hem of his robe fell to the ground.

He took a step back, his gaze fixed intently on Neville, who was also floating up.

“This isn’t a real magical upheaval,” he said. “It’s just that Neville’s magical fluctuations have become more active than ever before, causing a phenomenon that resembles a magical upheaval.”

You did it!

Luna walked up to Scott and said happily.

"The oak tree took root in his heart, grew taller and taller, and drove away that magical creature that spread fear!"

Scott nodded.

"That's good." He said happily, "It seems the result is really good."

Luna said regretfully, "It's a pity that the magical creature died after leaving his heart."

“Yeah,” Scott casually agreed.

"That's amazing!" Eddie rushed up to Scott. "How did you do that, Scott?!"

“I’ll explain later,” Scott said, still looking at Neville.

"Oh, is Neville going to become a genius now?"

Fred looked at Neville with curiosity in his eyes.

"Give me one too, Scott!"

George shouted.

"I also want!"

Fred quickly raised his hand.

Scott glanced at them and shrugged helplessly. "I can't do that. Your minds are already wide open and full of uncontrollable wandering balls!"

Just then, Neville suddenly opened his eyes.

"what!"

He was somewhat panicked and fell to the ground along with the desks and chairs in the classroom, making a loud noise.

"Oh no!" Fred exclaimed. "The professor might be drawn here now!"

"Let's move first."

Scott looked down at Neville, who was sitting on the floor.

"How are you feeling, Neville?" he asked. "Are you alright?"

“I…I’m fine.” Neville quickly got up. “I don’t know why, but I feel great.”

“Let’s go, let’s leave before the professor arrives.” Scott led the way toward the classroom door.

"Oh, right."

He turned to look at Hermione, who was frozen in place.

"Sorry." He then waved his wand, "Spell Stop!"

Hermione's petrification curse was immediately lifted.

She glared at Scott with red eyes, her lips trembling with anger.

"Come on!"

At that moment, the twins had already opened the classroom door and slipped out.

Scott didn't have time to say much, and he called Neville and Luna to leave the classroom together.

Chapter 181 There's definitely something fishy about this.

A group of people ran quickly out of the classroom and, led by the Weasley twins, ran all the way to the outside of the castle, to the lawn near the Quidditch pitch.

Scott turned to Neville, wanting him to try casting a spell, but found him panting heavily.

It seems we'll have to wait until he rests for a while before we can talk about it.

Scott turned and walked up to Hermione.

Although the girl looked unwell and had red eyes, she still ran over.

“I’m sorry, Hermione,” Scott said. “I apologize for the inconvenience, considering how complicated it would have been to explain in that situation.”

To be honest, his apology wasn't very sincere; it was just an attempt to give this overly proud girl a way out.

"I know!"

Hermione looked incredibly aggrieved.

"I was the one who wronged you first."

She said in a muffled voice.

Scott couldn't help but chuckle at her act of suppressing her anger and forcing herself to be reasonable.

He glanced at Harry and Ron, who were smirking and trying to suppress their laughter, and then held back his own.

"It's good that you're not angry," Scott said deliberately. "To be honest, it's rare to find a girl as reasonable as you."

He could tell that Hermione was actually quite angry.

But she just endured it.

Hermione's expression became even stranger after he said that.

It seems that his suppressed anger has increased again.

“Of course.” Hermione took a deep breath.

She forced a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"I just hope you won't do this again next time. As long as you explain what you want to do, do you think I won't listen? I'm very reasonable!"

The girl couldn't help but retort to Scott.

I don’t think so.

Scott thought.

You're quite the tiger, Miss Granger.

Of course, on the surface he still smiled and agreed, "Yes, it was my fault. I will definitely pay attention next time. Please forgive me this time."

"I never blamed you," Hermione said, feigning magnanimity.