The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“Medea?” Scott clicked his tongue. “She didn’t find out about you, did she?”

"Fortunately, that female demon didn't show up." Rimbaud seemed to still be a little shaken.

Scott breathed a sigh of relief.

"In short, with the intervention of a few green-robed men, the three families divided the spoils and then shook hands and made peace."

Rimbaud began to recount in detail what he knew.

"The last to inherit the Travers name is the Foley boy, who is already engaged to a girl from the Burst family. After that, the Burst and Yaxley families should receive some inheritance."

“I understand,” Scott sighed. “And the Yaxley family will get even more.”

"Perhaps, that's all I know," Rimbaud said.

Scott was inexplicably annoyed.

His revenge against the Yaxley family did not achieve the desired result.

Scott personally eliminated Yaxley's chosen successors, causing them to miss out on Travers's inheritance, and this was the entirety of his revenge.

Although the Yaxley family's losses were considerable, Scott was still unhappy about the so-called "miraculous turn of events" that occurred at the end.

Medea's arrival, in particular, meant that things were becoming increasingly unpredictable.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, temporarily putting the matter aside, and instead inquired about the situation of his other enemies, Carlo and Roll.

“It’s a pity that Carlo and Roll did not choose to return to England for Christmas,” Rimbaud said.

Scott frowned.

He didn't expect things to go wrong on the other side as well.

“Wait for me, my friend,” he said to Rimbaud on the other end of the phone. “We’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’ll be back at Oak Cottage tomorrow.”

Chapter 327 A Gift for Carlo

The day after receiving Rimbaud's call, Scott said goodbye to his parents and relatives and went directly to Raven's Territory using the silver snake necklace key.

He was clearly much more skilled at spatial travel this time.

Although I stumbled a few steps when I landed, at least I wasn't thrown to the ground again.

The crows in the surrounding oak trees cawed loudly as soon as Scott appeared, and soon after, Rimbaud flew down from the largest oak tree.

"Scott, you're here!" it cried happily, landing on Scott's shoulder.

"Let's go up first and then talk about it."

Scott looked up, took out his flying broom, mounted it, and flew straight into the sky.

As he approached, the oak cabin, completely concealed by the Red Faithful Curse, unfolded like a folded sheet of paper, revealing itself to him.

Scott landed on the floor in front of the cabin on his flying broom, leaned the broom against the wooden wall, and then pushed open the door.

Since he hadn't been here for a semester, a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the floor and furniture.

“It’s a little dirty, but that’s normal,” Rimbaud said. “After all, I can’t clean it for you.”

"It's ok."

Scott first activated the [Severed Arm Bone], then took out his wand and used a few simple housework spells, and the cabin quickly became clean and tidy again.

"That's good."

He went into the room and sat down at the small desk.

Rimbaud landed on the desk, looked up at him, and asked, "Leaving everything else aside for now, what are you planning to do about Carlo and Roll?"

Scott thought for a moment, then remained silent.

“Do you want to go to Durmstrang?” Rimbaud said. “Come on, that school is located in Scandinavia, in a very remote place, and even if you went there, you wouldn’t be able to get into their castle.”

Scott laughed. "Forget it, I'm too lazy to go."

"So what are you going to do?" Rimbaud asked curiously.

It didn't consider whether Scott would give up on taking revenge on his enemies.

Clearly, it also knew that Scott was not going to give up.

“My original plan was to find out what Carlo likes the most and then give him a gift that suits his taste.” Scott tapped the table. “But it doesn’t matter if I don’t find it. What could make him like his cousin Rol more?”

Rimbaud said dismissively, "Don't brag. You think you can give Rol to him?"

Scott smiled without saying a word, took the deformed lizard skin bag from his waist, and then took out a set of painting tools and paints.

“Sometimes learning more skills can be very useful,” he said with a smile.

“Oh… a portrait?” Rimbaud understood, but still had some questions. “Aren’t you afraid people will recognize that you drew it?”

“Who says my paintings only have one style?” Scott smiled confidently.

"So you're going to send Carlo a portrait of Roll? Under what pretext?" Rimbaud asked curiously.

“You’ll see when the time comes,” Scott simply said. “I’ve already planned it all out.”

After saying that, he took out a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant from the lizard skin bag and then opened the heart-shaped pendant.

“Oh, you’ve even prepared the props,” Rimbaud said.

Scott ignored it, took out another magnifying glass, and then picked up the smallest paintbrush to start painting on the miniature canvas embedded in the heart-shaped pendant.

It took him two days to complete this miniature painting.

The next day, Rimbaud looked at the small painting and exclaimed in amazement, "Oh, she moved!"

The canvas inside the heart-shaped pendant already features a lifelike portrait of Caitlin Roll.

The girl in the painting has a gentle expression, and as soon as the pendant is opened, she will show a very tender smile to those outside the picture.

This is practically Roll from Carol's dream world, Scott thought confidently.

Of course, the girl in the painting only has this one pose on a loop.

In order to conceal his painting style, Scott adopted a completely realistic approach, striving to resemble photographs.

Moreover, since he had not studied magical portraiture, this moving painting was achieved using animation principles and transfiguration.

To make Rollo's smile in the painting look realistic and delicate, Scott drew dozens of paintings to achieve this short loop of only a few seconds.

Of course, the part where he could be lazy was relying on magic; if he had to draw everything by hand, it would take him even longer.

For Scott, the most time-consuming part of completing this work was not the painting itself, but how to hide the magic rune circuit he had prepared within the picture.

“How about this gift?” Scott asked Rimbaud.

Rimbaud nodded repeatedly. "Oh, I think he'll like it."

“Next is to activate the rune circuits.” Scott laughed again.

He closed his eyes slightly, his mind firmly focused on the idea he planned to implant in Carlo's brain—

"Caitlyn Roll will always belong to Elijah Caro, and if she wants to run away, let death fulfill true love!"

Magic emanated from Scott's hand holding the pendant, and the magical runes hidden within the pendant glowed faintly before quickly disappearing.

Next, he fabricated another letter.

The letter was written in a girl's name, and the handwriting was magically created in printed form.

Elijah Caro, I hope you'll keep your fiancée in check!

Miss Travers was a good friend to everyone, a wonderful girl, and she has passed away!

She is not Caitlin Roll's property!

This was a gift that Caitlin Raoul gave to Miss Travers before, and now we've decided to hand it over to you!

I hope you can make your fiancée understand that her future is marrying you, not acting crazy as a so-called friend!

She is tarnishing Miss Travers's reputation, and also damaging the honor of the Carroll and Roll families!

Miss Travers' friends.

"Oh..." Rimbaud said, drawing out the word after reading the letter.

It asked Scott, "Aren't you afraid that Carlo will be so angry when he sees the letter that he'll destroy the pendant necklace? Or that he'll give it to Rol?"

“I don’t think he will,” Scott said, opening the pendant again. “As long as he sees this.”

He felt that Rimbaud was still too young; he didn't understand what a "simp" was, nor did he understand what a simp could do.

He carefully folded the letter and placed it, along with the necklace, into a sturdy parchment envelope, then magically wrote Carlo's name on the envelope.

“Next, we just need to mail the letter,” Scott said with a smile.

As long as Carlo looks at the painting in the pendant every day, he will be affected by the magical circuits hidden in the painting, and that thought will be deeply engraved in his mind over time.

I'm really looking forward to this drama about a simp turning evil.

Scott thought.

Unfortunately, he probably won't be able to witness it with his own eyes.

Chapter 328 A Deceptive Christmas Gift

"Let's go, let's go to London."

Scott got up and went outside, using an enlargement spell to make Rimbaud bigger, and rode on his back.

After arriving in London secretly, he used the same trick as before, employing a compound decoction to change his identity and mailing the letter from the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley.

Of course, having learned from his previous experience, he didn't use Roger's identity again, but instead used a random person's hair.

After mailing the letter, Scott quickly left Diagon Alley, took the subway to Charing Cross Station, and then took a train to Hastings.

With a few days left in the Christmas holidays, he planned to spend them at Hastings' house.

Hastings is a small town, and Scott, returning there, inevitably ran into many familiar faces.

Along the way, he had to explain Michael and Amelia's departure many times.

Of course, according to him, Michael and Amelia had already gone to North America, and he had come back to check on the house.