The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

The moment the girl met his gaze, a fleeting look of panic crossed her round eyes.

"Of course... Hello, Scott."

She greeted them and then lowered her head.

Seeing the girl's smooth, straight hair, a rarity among Englishmen, Scott suddenly remembered something.

The night he received Medea's gift, he ran out of that secret room and saw the girl at a classical music club.

He asked her if Milton was there.

“I remember now, Savannah, you are a member of the classical music club, we’ve spoken before.”

Scott walked over and sat down opposite Savannah, with a large desk between them.

"Yes."

Savannah glanced at Scott, and as their eyes met, she quickly lowered her gaze as if burned.

This girl is weird.

Am I that scary?

Scott was slightly taken aback.

Perhaps because he had encountered an extraordinary little girl like Travers before, Scott now dared not take these first-graders too lightly.

He quickly and carefully sensed Savannah's magic.

Huh?

Scott's astonishment deepened.

This girl has a rather peculiar kind of magic.

Savannah's magic does not possess the hidden bloodthirsty malice that Travers's magic does.

What's peculiar about this girl is that her magic is exceptionally pure, and...

Scott thought about it and felt that her magic was completely different from that of ordinary wizards; it was more like the magic possessed by those magical plants.

Of course, the magic of wizards is fundamentally different from the magic contained in animals and plants.

Generally speaking, wizards, as human beings, have the most complex thoughts and emotions, and therefore the most diverse magic.

Among animals, the magical power of magical creatures with human-like intelligence is similar to that of wizards, while the magical power of other animals is purer.

Plants, which typically lack thought, possess the purest and most natural magic.

These are conclusions Scott reached through his magical perception.

But the girl in front of him was quite surprising; the purity of her magic was already very close to that of plants.

This is usually impossible.

How could a human possess such pure magic? Even a child who has just experienced a magical outburst could not.

This is really...

Scott looked at Savannah with some surprise.

He had never paid special attention to students he didn't know, which is why he hadn't noticed this unusual girl.

The girl was clearly uneasy under his gaze, and she lowered her head further and further.

Scott looked away and asked in a gentle voice, "Is there anything you need me to do for divination, Savannah?"

"Yes."

Savannah kept her head down as she took out an antique-style necklace from her pocket and placed it on the table.

"This is?"

Scott looked down and saw that it was a string of animal teeth and wooden beads strung together with leather cord.

"I want to know if its original owner is still alive."

Savannah raised her head, no longer avoiding Scott's gaze.

"We don't need to track his whereabouts, we just need to know if he's still alive."

"This……"

Scott looked at her with some embarrassment.

“You haven’t taken a course on arithmetic divination yet, so you may not know, Savannah, that you can’t use arithmetic divination with just this necklace.”

“I know,” Savannah said. “I asked Eddie, and he said that arithmetic divination requires as much known information as possible.”

“That’s it.” Scott nodded.

"So I'm ready."

Savannah then took out a piece of parchment folded into a square from her pocket and placed it on the table.

Then, she glanced back at Eddie and the Weasley twins who were watching the two of them.

"Excuse me," she said somewhat awkwardly, "Could you please leave for a moment, gentlemen?"

"No problem, we'll be out right away!"

"I absolutely won't bother you!"

"Protect your privacy!"

The three boys immediately agreed, turned around and walked out of the classroom, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.

Savannah then said to Scott, "Please open it; all the known conditions needed for arithmetic divination are inside."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again.

Scott unfolded the parchment in his hand, and a photograph fell out.

This is a photo of two people.

The photo shows a boy who looks about fifteen or sixteen years old embracing a girl who looks only six or seven.

They had the same hair color and similar facial features, and both of them were smiling happily.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, with the wild-looking necklace hanging around his neck from the table.

This combination is somewhat incongruous, yet it blends perfectly with the boy's inherent temperament.

“This is my brother, Aaron Dougherty.”

Savannah's voice rang out.

"I wrote down all the details about him on parchment."

Chapter 197 Let's Do Business

Scott looked down at the unfolded parchment in his hand.

Aaron Dougherty, born March 25, 1972, is an Aries.

Disappeared in May 1989...

Scott spent a long time reading through the parchment that recorded Aaron Dougherty's brief life before his disappearance.

He looked at Savannah again.

As her surname suggests, the girl comes from a wizarding family in Northern Ireland.

Moreover, this family seems to be somewhat special.

Although the girl did not write down this special feature in detail, Scott still saw some clues by considering the information on the parchment and the special nature of the girl's magic.

“Didn’t your brother attend Hogwarts?” Scott asked the girl softly.

Savannah nodded. "Yes, there's no tradition of my family sending our children to Hogwarts. I'm the first."

"Do you practice homeschooling?" Scott asked again.

The girl glanced at him and nodded again.

But Scott noticed the slight hesitation she felt before nodding.

But he didn't ask any more questions.

"I'll give it a try, although I'm not very confident."

He took out a new parchment from the deformed lizard skin pouch at his waist, and then took out his fountain pen.

He set aside the parchment the girl had given him and extracted keywords from it to write down the known conditions.

The arithmetic divination ended quickly.

Scott's final result was a number [3].

"Something's strange."

He closed his eyes and sensed for a while before looking at Savannah again.

“My conclusion is that your brother is still alive,” he said, frowning.

Savannah's face immediately lit up with joy, but when she saw Scott's expression, she asked with some apprehension, "Is there something strange?"

"Aaron's body, consciousness, and spirit are not unified."

Scott hesitated for a while before beginning his explanation.

"How should I put it, [3] this number tells me that Aaron's body is asleep, his consciousness is in a state between dreaming and waking, but his mind is very active."

He had been thinking about this for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, and he almost concluded that his arithmetic divination had gone wrong.

But seeing the look of understanding on Savannah's face after hearing the explanation, Scott immediately realized that his divination was probably correct.

It seems that Savannah wasn't telling him the truth; she must know something about Aaron's situation.

But this was ultimately their private matter, and Scott had no intention of delving into it further.

He's just someone who gets paid to do things.

"Thank you, Scott."

Savannah took two Galleons out of her pocket and placed them on the table, then tidied up her belongings on the table.