The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott went over to take a look and was speechless.

This is an extremely luxurious bathroom, which Dumbledore once mentioned. This should be the one he accidentally entered.

"Close the door!" Fred yelled. "I need to pee."

"..."

Scott left the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Two seconds later, the door suddenly disappeared, leaving only a stone wall in front of you.

A little while later, the door reappeared, and the twins and Eddie came out, discussing the gilded chamber pot in the bathroom.

“Try the room where things are hidden,” Scott said to them with a smile. “You’ll find treasure.”

Eddie was delighted to try it out.

When the new door appeared, they couldn't wait to push it open.

"Oh……"

The three people squeezed in the doorway let out an even longer gasp of surprise.

"We're rich!"

Eddie rushed in first, followed closely by the twins.

Scott followed them into the room and closed the door behind him.

By this time, the three had already disappeared, like mice that had fallen into a rice jar.

"Is that a wolf-tooth flying saucer? Too bad it's broken."

"Oh, if we had discovered this place sooner, our family wouldn't have needed to buy textbooks from secondhand bookstores."

"Look, there's a specimen of a giant monster here!"

Scott weaved through the mountains of clutter without touching anything around him.

The clutter here was piled up so high that he suspected it would topple over if he touched it carelessly.

Using his magical senses, he arrived at the location of the three people with a clear destination.

At this moment, Eddie and the twins were looking up, pinching their noses as they gazed at the enormous freak specimen.

"Who made this?" Fred grumbled. "Making a specimen out of a troll? That's just bizarre!"

George said, "Maybe it was that old monkey from Slytherin who did it."

“That makes sense.” Fred nodded in agreement.

Scott looked away and glanced at the five-legged monster skeleton in the corner.

The five-legged monster is a highly dangerous carnivore with a particular craving for humans.

This magical creature is also accompanied by a terrifying legend that it is the product of human transformation.

At this moment, the other three also gathered around Scott, looking at the horrific skeleton.

"Are these five-legged monsters?" Fred said in surprise. "Do you remember when we were kids, our grandfather told us stories about them?"

George deliberately lowered his voice and said, "The wizards of the McLeod family used a transfiguration spell to turn every single member of the McBurne family into a five-legged monster, and then they themselves were eaten by those five-legged monsters."

“There’s no basis to this legend,” Eddie said. “Maybe people just think their feet look a bit like human feet.”

“Who knows?” Fred shrugged. “It’s not uncommon for wizards to be transformed into beasts by shapeshifting spells.”

He then turned around and looked around.

"Oh, there's a magic wand here!"

He reached into a pile of clutter and pulled out a rather long-looking wand, then waved it around in his hand.

But it was like pulling out a key piece from a pile of building blocks; Scott keenly noticed that the pile of clutter reaching the ceiling suddenly began to sway precariously.

Before he could warn him, Scott swiftly drew his wand, shouting, "Protect yourself!"

An invisible magical barrier appeared around Fred.

"Come on!"

George grabbed Fred and dragged him over.

The group quickly ran towards the direction of the door.

Boom!

A loud crash came from behind, the pile of debris collapsed, and the sounds of various items falling and colliding filled the air.

Like dominoes falling, a pile of fallen debris quickly affected the stability of other piles of debris, and all sorts of debris surged towards the group like waves.

"Oh no! It's too late!" Eddie started screaming.

Seeing that there was no time to run out the door, Scott simply stopped and pointed his wand at a few old school desks.

Chapter 356 The Unopenable Box

Scott's wand trembled rapidly, and the glow of the Transfiguration Charm enveloped several old desks.

As the eagles cried out, four old school desks flew away and transformed into giant eagles. Each eagle grabbed Scott and his three companions by the shoulders with its enormous talons, tossed them upwards, and caught them on its back, flying towards the ceiling before the surging debris could hit them.

"Ah ah ah..."

For a moment, Eddie and the Weasley twins were both screaming loudly.

Although the room where the things were stored was very tall and spacious, the Hogwarts teachers and students had accumulated so many items that they had been discarded over the centuries that the pile of clutter collapsed like a landslide, making a constant rumbling sound.

Scott gripped the feathers on the eagle's back, squinting as he watched the chaotic scene below as debris collapsed and surged.

What kind of situation is this?

He really didn't know how to complain about Fred's luck.

You could say he was lucky, but he only pulled a wand out of the clutter, so how could it cause the entire room to collapse?

If you say he was unlucky, how did he manage to choose that crucial wand?

It's important to know that this didn't happen in the original story!

At this moment, the other three finally stopped exclaiming.

"It's spectacular!" Fred, the culprit, exclaimed excitedly.

“It’s all your fault, Fred!” George yelled at him. “We almost got buried in a junkyard!”

Fred didn't care. He lay on the eagle's back, laughing and waving the long wand in his hand, shouting just as loudly, "This must be an extraordinary wand!"

“Then you can use it from now on!” George yelled.

“I’ll give it a try!” Fred waved his long wand. “Whirlwind!”

A thin beam of blue light shot out from the tip of the wand and struck the pile of debris below.

“Stop, you idiot!” George yelled again.

Eddie yelled, "Hurricane Curse? What the hell are you doing! Damn Fred!"

The next second, a hurricane swept up where Fred's spell had struck, and then the range grew larger and larger, with countless lighter debris being swept up by the hurricane and swept into the sky.

The giant eagle carrying four people skillfully dodged the range of the hurricane, and the group immediately separated.

Scott frowned as he looked at the old books that had been swept to the ceiling by the hurricane, then turned to look at Fred on the other side.

He pressed his wand against his throat, "and his voice was loud and clear."

“George,” Scott’s amplified voice filled the space, “Is Fred alright?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fred's voice rang out from the other end, "The wind has suddenly shifted!"

Subsequently, another hurricane formed.

“No, he’s not normal at all!” George’s amplified voice came through, his tone anxious. “There’s definitely something wrong with that wand!”

The next instant, Fred's loud laughter rang out, "Hahahaha... The wind suddenly spun!"

"Oh my god!" Eddie almost screamed, "He's doing it again, do something!"

"Tsk."

Scott never expected that simply showing the three of them the Room of Requirement would lead to this kind of situation.

He first cast a head-bubbling spell on himself, and then gave the giant eagle carrying him the task of getting close to Fred.

This was no easy task. As Fred continued to wreak havoc with the hurricane, the giant eagle's flight began to become turbulent, not to mention the many debris swept up by the hurricane swirling around in the air.

Scott simply lay on the eagle's back, letting the giant eagle head in Fred's direction, while he used spells to either block or knock away any approaching debris.

At the same time, he also remotely commanded the giant eagle carrying Fred to cooperate with him.

Scott squinted slightly, and as the giant eagle carrying him and the giant eagle riding Fred passed each other, he aimed at Fred and cast a disarming spell.

"Except your weapons!"

The red light of the disarming charm struck Fred precisely, causing him to loosen his grip on the wand. The long wand, along with Fred's original wand, flew towards Scott.

At that moment, Scott was too weak to reach out and catch it due to the effects of the hurricane.

But he is not without options.

"Flocks of birds!"

The tip of Scott's wand made a loud, gunshot-like sound.

Two black crows appeared, quickly flew forward, stretched out their claws and grabbed the two magic wands, then flew back to the back of the giant eagle Scott was riding.

At this point, the hurricane, which had been depleted, gradually weakened, and the various items and debris that had been swept up began to fall down with a crackling sound.

“Are you alright, Fred!” George shouted again.

“I’m fine!” Fred shouted back.

Eddie roared, "What the hell were you doing just now?!"

“I don’t know either!” Fred shouted in reply.

As all the debris swept up by the hurricane fell back down, the huge room slowly returned to calm.