The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

This would take a lot of time and there's no guarantee of success.

Now, however, a better and more convenient option is presented to him.

Scott opened the cardboard box, took out the small fireplace from inside, and placed it on the table.

At that moment, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and he vaguely understood something.

Why would Medea reveal her intelligence network to him and grant him the right to use it?

This is probably an exceptionally tempting bait.

Once Scott starts using Medea's intelligence network, it's easy for him to become dependent on it.

The consequence of developing a dependency is that one cannot help but use it repeatedly.

As the frequency of use increases, Scott's tasks and personal information will inevitably be exposed to Medea.

In this way, he will become more and more entangled in the web she has woven, and in the end he will be unable to escape her control.

Thinking about all this, Scott's hand, which was opening the Floo Powder jar, suddenly paused, and he hesitated.

Simply asking Mrs. Zabini why she chose to marry Mr. Grevis would not reveal Scott's true intentions.

But Scott still hesitated.

He was worried that Medea's intelligence network was too useful.

If he hasn't tried it, he can resist using it. But if he's tasted the sweetness, he can't be sure if he can resist the temptation in the future.

After thinking for a long time, Scott put the lid back on the Floo Powder jar.

He put the small fireplace back into the cardboard box and then stuffed the box back into the deformed lizard skin bag.

After that, he hurriedly left the dormitory, went downstairs, and quickly walked to the edge of the forbidden forest.

Then he whistled loudly.

Not long after, Rimbaud flew out of the Forbidden Forest.

Since the new Rimbaud gained intelligence, it no longer wanted to stay by Scott's side all the time or live in the dormitory.

He chooses to live in the forbidden forest when he has free time.

Scott let Rimbaud rest on his arm and gently stroked its wings.

After that, he gave some more instructions and released his raven companions.

Hopefully, Rimbaud can find some useful clues.

Scott looked up as the ravens flew away.

After that day, Milton appeared to have largely returned to his original state.

At the same time, he also made some changes.

He reduced his piano practice time and began to devote more time to learning and practicing magic, clearly intending to improve his strength.

He did not mention Mr. Grevis's remarriage again.

Scott, of course, did not bring it up again.

Everything will have to wait until Rimbaud returns.

Chapter 200: Surprising, and Even More Surprising

In the morning, a flock of owls flew over the students' heads, dropping letters and packages on the tables, causing a commotion.

Scott skillfully used a book to shield himself from the feathers that fell from his head, then calmly resumed his meal.

At that moment, Neville suddenly walked up behind him.

Good morning, Scott.

He greeted us shyly, his voice very soft.

Good morning, Navei.

Scott turned around.

I thought you would become more confident.

He glanced at the boy with the round face.

“I…” Neville said somewhat helplessly, “I will try my best.”

Scott laughed. "Relax, I was just joking."

Neville nodded, but his eyes revealed determination.

Scott immediately sensed that the boy had changed. "Did you come to see me because of something, Neville?"

“I told my grandmother about it, and she was very grateful to you. This is the thank-you gift she sent.”

Neville handed the leather bag he had been holding to Scott.

“You must accept it, Scott.”

“A thank-you gift?” Scott was somewhat surprised. “You’ve already paid, Neville.”

“That’s for the fortune telling,” Neville said, extending the leather bag forward. “You should accept this as a token of your gratitude.”

"Ok."

Scott didn't stand on ceremony any longer and took the leather bag from his hand.

"Please thank Mrs. Longbottom for me, Neville."

Neville smiled shyly again and happily returned to the Gryffindor table.

Eddie, sitting next to Scott, immediately leaned over to look at the leather bag in his hand.

"A thank-you gift? What is it?"

Scott tossed the leather bag in his hand, producing a crisp, pleasant clinking sound.

Eddie's eyes widened. "Oh! I heard that, it's Galleons!"

"Quick, let's see how many there are!" he said impatiently.

Scott opened the leather bag and glanced inside. "It looks like... there are about 20 of them."

“Oh, Mrs. Longbottom is really generous.” Eddie looked enviously at the leather bag in Scott’s hand.

Scott flipped his hand and stuffed the leather bag containing Galleons into the deformed lizard skin bag at his waist.

"By the way, have you decided what kind of business you want to do?" he asked Eddie.

Eddie looked away from Scott's waist.

He whispered, "My suggestion is that we can smuggle some goods from Hogsmeade Village to sell at the school, since the twins know some secret passages."

He paused.

"But the twins thought they could use that money to buy materials and develop more popular joke props."

At this point, he glanced back defiantly.

"Haven't decided yet?"

Scott was not surprised by this.

Eddie prefers to act alone, while the twins are used to working together, making it not so easy for them to reach a consensus.

But Scott wasn't in a hurry.

"No need to rush, talk to me after you've reached a consensus," he said.

"What? You're not going to make a decision?" Eddie asked in surprise. "You've contributed the most money."

"No."

Scott shook his head decisively.

“I don’t know anything about doing business,” he emphasized again. “So I’m just a shareholder; you are the operators.”

He was determined to be a hands-off manager from the very beginning!

After finishing his meal, Scott wiped his mouth, stood up, and patted Eddie on the shoulder.

"Keep it up, Eddie, I'm waiting for your good news."

After saying that, Scott took his books and went to class.

Rimbaud, whom he had sent out to investigate Madam Zabini, returned to Hogwarts at noon that day.

After lunch, Scott ventured alone into the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

After using a spell to block out sound, he received a surprising answer from Rimbaud.

Madame Zabini also had a small fireplace.

This means that the witch was also one of those who were won over by Medea.

"I heard her talking to the toy fireplace!"

Rimbaud said with a hint of pride.

"Originally, the witch only wanted Mr. Grevis to be her lover for a period of time."

Rimbaud continued.

"Her decision to marry Mr. Grevis was based on Medea's suggestion."

"What?" Scott exclaimed in surprise.

There was definitely something fishy about this.

It's really not that Scott looked down on Milton's father, Mr. Grevis.

Various rumors about Lady Zabini suggest that she was a very shrewd pure-blood witch.

In the discerning eyes of pure-blood wizards, Mr. Grevis, born into a newly emerging wizarding family, was merely an ordinary employee of the Ministry of Magic, and was truly not worthy of Mrs. Zabini, even though she had been a widow six times.

Scott believed there were only two reasons why the witch would choose to marry Mr. Grevis: either it was for profit or it was out of true love.

But it was clear that the Grevis family had nothing of value that Mrs. Zabini coveted.