The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Milton's eyes were red-rimmed. He silently shook his head and mechanically stuffed food into his mouth.

Scott frowned, knowing something must have happened.

It's worth noting that Milton hasn't shown this sentimental side in a long time.

After lunch, Scott suggested, "How about we go for a walk by the Black Lake?"

Milton nodded.

The two left the auditorium and slowly walked to the empty Black Lake.

Milton remained silent throughout the journey.

Scott crouched down, picked up a few stones, and started skipping them across the water.

He didn't ask Milton directly.

He knew that Milton would say it if he wanted to.

If you don't want to talk about it, just keep him company and help him relax.

Milton stood quietly on the shore, watching Scott skip stones.

After a while, he sat down on a rock nearby.

“I received a letter; Dad is getting married,” he said softly.

"Uh……"

Scott was stunned by the skipping motion.

this problem……

He really didn't know what to say.

“Before this, I always unconsciously made excuses for him. I thought maybe my father had just lost himself for a moment.”

Milton said self-deprecatingly.

“I fantasize that after he comes to his senses, he will find his mother and our family can be like before.”

Scott sighed silently and sat down on another rock.

It's a question that no one can really say anything about.

Even Milton couldn't stop his father from remarrying.

And to be honest, Scott had a feeling that "this is finally happening" about this.

Milton said softly, "I've always wondered what Dad was feeling when he insisted on marrying Mom against Grandpa's wishes. Even when our family was being ostracized at Grandpa's house, he still swore he would never regret it..."

His voice choked up as he said this.

"It's so disappointing!" he cried. "He couldn't even stick to the choice he had fought so hard for!"

Scott reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

At this point, saying these things is just a way to vent my emotions.

“Look on the bright side, Milton,” Scott could only say from a different angle. “At least your mother has escaped the vortex of being unable to control her own destiny and has gained her freedom.”

Milton nodded vigorously. "Thank goodness she's gone. I hope she never comes back, and I hope she can achieve the dreams she had when she was young..."

Scott withdrew his hand and asked Milton, "Do you know who Mr. Grevis's new wife is?"

“I know,” Milton said. “I told you. They’ve been together for a while now, a pure-blooded widow, people call her Mrs. Zabini.”

"what?"

Scott's eyes widened, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground.

Chapter 199 Bait, Medea's Web

"Mrs. Zabini?"

Scott stared at Milton in shock.

He never imagined that Mr. Grevis would be involved with the famous "Black Widow" of the British magical world.

"This lady's reputation..." he asked hesitantly, "even I, a Muggle-born person, have heard of her great fame. You... don't you know?"

"I know about those bad rumors."

Milton's voice was a little hoarse.

"It is said that the lady has been a widow six times, and each of her deceased husbands left her a large inheritance."

and so……

Scott looked at him.

Shouldn't you be worried about your father's life right now?

Milton looked somewhat disheartened. "What's the use of knowing? My grandfather must know those things, and so does my father... but they wouldn't care."

Scott said helplessly, "To put it bluntly, are they risking their lives just to marry a 'true pureblood'?"

“My grandfather probably only saw the benefits of marrying into a pure-blood family, not to mention that the lady had amazing wealth and connections.”

Milton suddenly gave a sarcastic laugh.

"As for my father... he's completely lost his mind. He's convinced he's special, and he thinks he's won that woman's true love!"

Scott really wanted to ask Mr. Grevis where his mysterious confidence came from.

But he also knew that no one could persuade Mr. Grevis at this point.

A man who's already infatuated will never admit that he can't control that woman.

But Scott still felt that something was off about it.

“There’s something else I don’t understand,” he asked Milton hesitantly. “Could it be that your family is actually quite wealthy?”

Milton shook his head.

He certainly understood what Scott meant.

"To be honest, I don't understand why that woman chose to marry my father. She comes from a pure-blood family and has a huge fortune."

He gave another sarcastic laugh.

"But this is also the source of my father's confidence."

Because Mr. Grevis knew he had nothing that the other party could possibly want?

This angle is quite surprising.

Scott thought.

He asked softly, "What are you going to do? And if I remember correctly, that lady's son is a sophomore in Slytherin..."

It's so embarrassing just thinking about it...

Scott felt embarrassed for Milton.

Milton remained silent for a long time, and finally just shook his head blankly.

"I have no idea……"

He took a deep breath, tilted his head back, and stared blankly at the sky.

"Right now, there's nothing I can do, and I have no reason to stop them from getting married."

Scott knew Milton was right.

As a son, he had no reason to stop his father from remarrying.

It couldn't be stopped either.

In this matter, Scott was also unable to offer Milton any effective assistance.

All he could do was be a listener to him pour out his troubles.

wrong.

Scott suddenly thought of something and his gaze shifted.

Maybe I really can help.

But he wasn't sure about the matter, so he didn't say anything for the time being.

Neither of them spoke after that; they just sat quietly for a while.

After a long silence, Milton finally spoke again.

"Thank you, Scott."

He forced a smile.

"Thank you for listening to me... I feel much better."

“No need to thank me,” Scott said. “I didn’t do anything, I just wanted to keep you company.”

“That’s enough.” Milton waved his hand. “You can go now. I remember you’re supposed to go to Professor Babling’s every Sunday afternoon.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Scott asked.

“I’m sure,” Milton said, looking at him.

Scott then nodded.

He thought for a moment and then said, "Milton, you are only three years away from adulthood."

Upon hearing this, Milton laughed genuinely.

“I understand,” he said. “I had a feeling I would leave that family, and this is just a little earlier than expected.”

Seeing that he was finally in a better mood, Scott left with peace of mind.

In the afternoon, Scott went straight back to his dormitory after leaving the ancient runes classroom.

Scott's roommates weren't home at the moment, so he closed the dorm room door and took out the cardboard box Medea had sent him, placing it on the table.

In his view, there was always something strange about Mrs. Zabini and Mr. Grevis.

He could send Rimbaud to investigate the matter, but Rimbaud could only use methods like surveillance and eavesdropping to find clues.