M: Of course, it's about accelerating the pace of discovery in the magical world in every aspect. Unlike Muggles, we don't need to develop technology; our focus is on the magic we possess. Everything Muggles can do through technology, we can do through magic too, and we can even do it better.

R: It seems you already have a concrete action plan?

M: Yes, I have gathered around me a group of like-minded wizards. Although we come from different backgrounds, we are all talented people and we share the same goal.

R: Can you tell me about your next steps?

M: I will dispose of the last Horcrux of Voldemort on Sunday next week at the Gaunt family's old house.

R: What do you want to convey to everyone through this action?

M: Voldemort's mistakes will be ended by me, Slytherin's daughter, the mistress of House Gaunt from a thousand years ago.

R: Oh, forgive me, I don't know what to say at this moment.

M: It's okay, we should focus on the future.

Scott quickly skimmed the rest of the interview and, finding nothing of substance, put the newspaper down.

By this time, everyone else had also finished reading the interview.

While eating, Scott observed the students' reactions and noticed that most of them looked somewhat confused, as if they didn't quite understand Medea's purpose.

“Something’s strange about this, no, it’s really strange,” Eddie muttered to Scott.

Roger asked him, "What's strange?"

“Everything is strange,” Eddie said. “It has completely changed my impression of Slytherin.”

“We don’t know her,” Milton said in a low voice.

Roger said, "The fact that she can treat Muggles as rivals shows that she doesn't really look down on Muggles, which is completely different from the Slytherin you're familiar with."

“And then there’s the matter of Mysterio.” Eddie lowered his voice. “I’ve always believed that if Mysterio really does make a comeback, Dumbledore should be the one to lead the charge against him.”

“You forgot, we still have a ‘savior’,” Roger laughed.

“Oh.” Eddie turned and glanced at Gryffindor. “We all know that’s impossible. Potter is just a normal little wizard, only his Quidditch skills are pretty good.”

Milton said, "Is it true... I mean, the so-called Horcrux? If what she said is true, Mystic will definitely stop her from destroying the last one, not just Mystic, but of course, his minions as well."

“I bet Dumbledore will go there too, to the Gaunt family’s old house,” Eddie said with some regret. “It’s a pity we can’t go there. This isn’t Muggle territory, and we can’t even watch it live on TV.”

Roger looked at him with feigned suspicion. "You want to go there? Are you going to your death?"

“He’d probably risk his life just to watch this spectacle,” Scott said with a laugh.

Just then, Luna suddenly said in a cryptic tone, "Scott, I feel like the day the prophecy comes true is getting closer and closer."

Scott looked at her with some surprise.

Eddie asked her, "Oh Luna, I remember you're only in second grade, haven't you started your divination class yet?"

Luna seemed not to understand what he meant, and continued to say to Scott, "I have a feeling about this."

"So the witch's crisis is also coming?" Scott smiled.

He glanced at the newspaper on the table again.

This interview has certainly caused a sensation throughout the British magical community.

Medea offered an explanation for her actions. Will people change their opinion of her?

Almost everyone knows that her actions were not simply a matter of draining the magic contained within the two ancient buildings.

Scott had always had a hunch—

Just as Salazar Slytherin's departure from Hogwarts wasn't solely about secretly protecting the school, Medea's dedication to driving change in the wizarding world wasn't simply for a brighter future.

Scott and Medea only had three real face-to-face encounters at Hogwarts.

Whether judging from her behavior, words, or magic, Scott's impression of Medea was that of an extremely cold-hearted witch.

Perhaps because the first impression was so profound, he remained intensely wary of Medea no matter what she did afterward.

Scott has never forgotten Helena's words: Medea was once obsessed with being recognized by her father, Slytherin. Has that obsession really disappeared now?

That noon, Scott made a point of meeting with Helena.

“Did you see that interview in today’s paper, Helena?” Scott asked her.

Helena nodded.

“I saw it,” she said softly. “Medea wants to completely devour the mysterious man’s soul.”

Scott said, "And then there are other things, like her beautiful ideals."

Floating in the air, Helena looked down at Scott. "What do you think?"

Scott had originally wanted to hear her opinion, but at this point he could only speak first: "Maybe what she said is true, but I always feel that this is not her whole purpose."

“I agree with you, Scott,” Helena smiled, “but I don’t know what she’s trying to do either.”

That evening, Scott went to the Room of Requirement and brought the newspaper to the portrait of Ravenclaw.

“I’ve already seen them,” Ravenclaw said with a smile. “It’s not that I can’t leave here; I can freely move among the portraits throughout the castle.”

Scott put away the newspaper.

“Don’t overthink it.” Ravenclaw’s smile remained unchanged. “You just need to observe these things; you don’t even need to pay special attention to them.”

Scott nodded and said, "I think Principal Dumbledore will get involved."

Ravenclaw asked, "Do you think Voldemort will appear?"

Scott said, "Voldemort didn't know that Harry was also a Horcrux; in his mind, that was his last Horcrux."

“This is also based on your understanding,” Ravenclaw said.

“That’s true,” Scott said.

Ravenclaw had no intention of discussing the matter further, so Scott had no choice but to leave the Room of Requirement.

"Scott." He heard the voice behind him as he reached the top of the stairs.

Scott hadn't been approached silently from behind in a long time, so he reacted rather strongly for a moment.

He turned his head sharply, simultaneously drawing his wand with his right hand, but there was nothing behind him.

“Harry?” he said softly.

“It’s me,” Harry said.

Clearly, he was wearing an invisibility cloak.

Without Scott paying special attention, the invisibility cloak could block his magical perception.

“What are you doing?” Scott asked.

"Oh, I was just taking a walk."

Harry took off his hood, revealing a head floating in the air.

"Taking a walk while wearing an invisibility cloak?" Scott's expression was somewhat strange. "It's not curfew yet."

"Oh, I just wanted to walk around by myself." Harry smiled a little sheepishly.

"Then you can continue." Scott waved and prepared to leave.

“Wait,” Harry called out to him.

Scott turned around and looked at his head questioningly.

Harry said softly, "I want to ask you a question."

Scott nodded.

Harry looked around to make sure no one was there before speaking in a softer tone, "Was what you and Dumbledore said in the Headmaster's office last time true?"

He reached out and touched the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead.

"Was my connection with him really just because of prophecy?"

Scott glanced at the scar and asked him, "Are you dreaming again?"

Harry nodded.

“But I won’t tell you what I dreamed about,” he said, “unless you answer my question first.”

Scott smiled. "You should ask Dumbledore about that. You should also tell him about the content of the dream."

Harry was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Scott to say that.

"Can't you tell me the answer?" he asked, somewhat surprised.

Scott somewhat understood what he meant.

Because the "savior" is a real 13-year-old boy, and Scott was also like that when he was that age, he tended to talk to his peers about whatever happened and was unwilling to deal with teachers and elders.

“What do you think I should know, Harry?” Scott laughed again. “You should find someone who can actually solve the problem. After all, this is not something unimportant; it’s something very important.”

"Ok."

Harry clearly didn't quite believe him.

“I always felt you should know,” he muttered, pulled up his hood, said goodbye to Scott, and left.

Since he wasn't carrying his schoolbag, Scott couldn't learn the contents of his dream from the Harry doll.

Of course, Harry knows that what he saw in his dream was real, and he might not tell Ron again.

Without giving it any further thought, Scott went straight back to the Ravenclaw Tower.

Inside the common room, many people were still discussing the content of that day's newspaper interview.

Scott looked around and saw Eddie and Milton sitting at a long table writing their papers, so he went over to them.

"Oh, didn't you hear what they said?"

Eddie didn't stop talking even while writing his paper.

"Some people think it's just a farce, a way for the resurrected witch to get rid of everyone's bad impression of her, and they are convinced that the mysterious man will never appear."

"Ah."

Milton was focused on writing his paper and only gave Eddie a perfunctory reply.

Eddie clearly has a knack for engaging in lively conversations with one person.

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