The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

He knew Rimbaud's astonishing flying speed.

After all, Rimbaud was his creation.

“Then you can go back now,” he instructed the raven. “I will begin testing this special door key in 20 minutes.”

"no problem!"

Rimbaud excitedly agreed.

It immediately flapped its wings and soared into the sky, squawking a few times.

The cries of other crows immediately echoed through the forbidden forest.

At that moment, Rimbaud changed from stillness to movement, flashing through the air like a dark shadow and disappearing in an instant.

The other crows quickly took flight and followed behind Rimbaud.

However, their flight speed was far slower than Rimbaud's.

Soon, Rimbaud had disappeared without a trace.

Scott stood up, removed the spells he had cast around him, and turned to walk into the Forbidden Forest.

He needs to find a secluded place to use the door key.

Having orchestrated Travers's death, he could now confidently venture into the forest without fear of being ambushed by the Yaxley family.

As is customary for pure-blood families, they would not take the huge risk of attacking students near Hogwarts unless they could obtain clear benefits in return.

Scott walked on, deeper and deeper into the area.

The tall trees in the forbidden forest blocked out the sunlight, making the surrounding environment increasingly dark.

After a while, Scott used his magical perception to cover the surrounding area and stopped.

He just needs a place where he won't be seen; there's no need to go too deep.

Scott took out his pocket watch and checked the time. Twenty minutes later, he immediately channeled his magic into the snake necklace wrapped around his wrist.

In an instant, Scott felt dizzy and the blurry scenery rapidly receded into the distance.

He felt as if a hook had caught his navel, pulling him across a great distance in a very short time.

This is a hundred times more thrilling than roller coasters and bungee jumping!

Scott thought to himself with a bittersweet smile.

However, before he could even react, he was thrown heavily to the ground and landed in a thick pile of rotten leaves.

Scott felt weak all over and couldn't muster any strength.

"You really came, Scott!"

Rimbaud’s excited voice came from above his head.

"Are you ok?"

Scott slowly got up and spat a few times.

He then took out his wand and used a spell to clean his robes before beginning to observe his surroundings.

"Rimbaud..."

He looked up at the ceiling and stared in surprise.

This is a huge oak tree.

It was more majestic than any oak tree Scott had ever seen before.

But that's not what surprised Scott.

What truly surprised him were the crows perched on the branches.

Too much.

Countless black crows crowded together, filling all the branches of the tree.

Countless pairs of eyes looked down at Scott, making his scalp tingle for a moment.

"Are you alright, Scott?"

Standing on the branch closest to Scott, Rimbaud, whose plumage stood out beautifully against the backdrop of the other crows, tilted his head.

"I'm very good."

Scott snapped out of his daze.

Is this your territory?

He turned around.

He found himself surrounded by tall oak trees, which, while not as imposing as the one he had first seen, were still quite impressive.

These oak trees are covered with countless bird nests.

Chapter 227 Visiting Rimbaud's Territory

"How about it? Pretty spectacular, right?"

Rimbaud asked Scott triumphantly.

“I didn’t expect…” Scott said, “your tribe has grown so large.”

He then looked at the crows that were perched quietly on the branches, serving as a backdrop.

"Of course!"

Hearing Scott say that, Rimbaud became even more smug.

“It’s not just the crows in the forbidden forest,” it said. “I’ve also brought back many companions from other places.”

When it said this, all the other crows raised their heads in perfect unison.

The scene was quite spectacular.

Scott thought.

Just then, Rimbaud flapped his wings and cawed.

In an instant, all the crows that had been perched on the giant oak tree took flight, scattering like a thick black cloud.

Because there were so many of them, the sound of their flapping wings mingled together, almost deafening.

Scott couldn't help but feel relieved that the crows had been tamed by Rimbaud and none of them made a sound.

Otherwise, his ears would suffer even more.

Once all the crows had dispersed and returned to their nests, Rimbaud flew down from the branch and landed on the ground in front of Scott.

Like a child eager to show off and share, it excitedly said, "Come on, I'll show you my nest!"

"it is good."

Scott nodded curiously, pointing his wand at Rimbaud.

"Zoom in quickly!"

The light of the spell enveloped Rimbaud, and its body rapidly expanded, becoming enormous in the blink of an eye.

Scott put away his wand and climbed onto its back.

"Let's go!"

Rimbaud spread his wings, powerfully flapping the air, and took off.

Its flight was not fast and was very smooth; Scott, sitting on its back, hardly felt any turbulence.

"I searched for several days in the Forbidden Forest before I finally found this wonderful place!"

Rimbaud spiraled upwards around the enormous oak tree, seemingly wanting Scott to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

"This used to be the territory of a group of fairies, but I drove them away with the crows!" Rimbaud continued recounting his "great achievements."

Soon, it flew out of the area covered by trees and arrived above the forbidden forest.

Scott looked down and saw a huge nest built in the canopy of an oak tree.

If Rimbaud had been of his original size, this nest could have held dozens of them.

The nest is also decorated with countless sparkly things in a rather aesthetically pleasing way.

"They've gone down!"

Rimbaud flapped his wings and slowly descended, landing in the nest.

Scott jumped off his back.

He found the nest to be very solidly built, and even with the enormous Rimbaud and himself inside, there was no sign of it collapsing.

He looked around.

The edge of the nest was about shoulder height, and countless glittering decorations were sparkling.

Galleons, Silver Sickles, Bronze Nats, Muggle coins, jewelry, gems, crystal balls, broken glass, broken porcelain, plastic flowers, Muggle toys...

It can be described as a wide variety.

"Where did you find so much stuff?" Scott asked curiously.

Rimbaud said smugly, "I didn't go looking for them on purpose; the crows brought them back to me as gifts."

Scott gave it a thumbs up.

He then walked to the edge of the nest.

Standing atop the enormous oak tree, he could look down upon the boundless forest.

He looked back in the direction of Hogwarts and found that he could no longer see the magnificent castle.

This place is now far outside the jurisdiction of Hogwarts.

Strictly speaking, this area can no longer be called a forbidden forest.

The Forbidden Forest is only a small part of this vast forest.

Sunlight shines, the wind sweeps by, and the green waves of the forest surge like the sea.