The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

When he spoke, even Fred, the person involved, listened with great interest.

After listening to their explanations, Professor Flitwick's expression grew increasingly serious.

At that moment, Scott looked up and glanced at the crow.

The crow flapped its wings and flew over the desk, placed the long magic wand on it, and then flew away through the open window.

Professor Flitwick put down his quill, craned his neck, and peered closely at the long wand for a while.

Then, he drew his wand, chanted incantations, and a series of different colored spell lights shot out from his wand, constantly making contact with the long wand.

Professor Flitwick squinted at the reaction when the long wand came into contact with the spell, and only stopped after a long while, raising his head again.

“Preliminary examination has revealed this to be a peculiar alchemical artifact,” he told Scott and his companions. “Of course, its purpose is indeed wicked.”

He paused, then sighed, "This reminds me of a period of history."

Scott and the other three looked at him curiously.

“Bring it out,” Professor Flitwick said to Scott, “the box that was taken from the troll specimen.”

Scott nodded and took the deformed lizard skin bag hanging from his belt.

He loosened the straps of the leather bag, then squatted down and emptied the square brass box out of the bag.

Professor Flitwick jumped off his chair and walked over to the brass boxes, looking at the exquisite patterns on them.

“Of course, none of you recognize these,” he said. “It’s actually a kind of writing system.”

"Word?"

Scott examined the "patterns" more closely and found that they were indeed not very continuous and rarely repeated.

“It’s written language,” Professor Flitwick smiled, “but very few people know about it anymore.”

Eddie asked curiously, "Professor, can you identify what's written on this box?"

“I’m sorry, I can’t either.” Professor Flitwick shook his head. “I think it’s already quite remarkable that I can recognize that it’s a script.”

At this point, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's find a few more helpers... Patronus!"

As he spoke, he waved his wand.

A silvery-white light emanated from the tip of his wand, forming an exceptionally small bird that swiftly flew away from the office.

“Oh, speaking of which…” Professor Flitwick looked up at Scott, “Have you learned this spell, Scott?”

Scott has recently been learning about this special spell.

“You haven’t quite mastered it yet, Professor,” Scott said.

Scott would certainly be interested in the Patronus Charm, which is described in such detail in the "original book".

However, he had always assumed that the spell's use was relatively simple, so he didn't take the time to specifically learn about it.

Some time ago, when he was practicing spells with Professor Flitwick, he saw the professor use the Patronus Charm to communicate with others, and out of curiosity, he casually brought up the topic.

Professor Flitwick corrected his view at that time.

He told Scott, “The Patronus Charm is one of the most powerful and oldest defensive spells, and it is extremely difficult to cast successfully. It does more than just ward off Dementors; it can protect our minds from the dark magic of our enemies. Of course, it is limited.”

So Scott began to learn this extremely difficult defensive spell from Professor Flitwick.

He pulled out his wand and waved it, "Patriot!"

A silvery-white light emanated from his wand, like a cloud of steam, but it did not form any animal.

“Oh, that’s already considered a beginner level.” Professor Flitwick nodded. “Most adult wizards in the magical world can only do this much; very few can summon a complete Patronus.”

He looked at Scott with encouraging eyes, "But I believe you will succeed. I've taught you the theory behind this magic spell."

Scott nodded again and put his wand away.

"Oh, the Guardian Charm."

I'd like to try it too.

Fred and George whispered to each other.

"I wonder what our guardian deity will be."

Scott turned to look at them and said with a smile, "Maybe they're just two wandering balls."

Fred and George raised their eyebrows upon hearing this.

Just as they were about to say something, a semi-transparent white figure suddenly passed through the door and between them, its body overlapping with part of theirs for a moment, causing them to shudder.

He is the only ghost professor in the academy, Professor Binns, the professor of the history of magic.

"Oh, you've come, Professor Binns." Professor Flitwick beckoned to Professor Binns. "Take a look at this!"

“I see it,” Professor Binns said slowly and deliberately.

His eyes were fixed on the box.

"This is……"

He crouched down, stretched out a hand, and tried to reach through the box.

But his palm was blocked by the box, as if he were touching a physical object.

"Incredible!" Professor Flitwick exclaimed, his eyes shining as he watched this scene.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door, which was then pushed open, and Dumbledore walked in.

"Good evening." He smiled kindly at the students. "I heard you've had another very fruitful adventure."

"Oh, yes, Professor!"

"We've discovered an evil magic wand and an unopenable box!"

Fred and George gave a smug reply.

Dumbledore laughed again, nodded, and strode over to the box. He bent down and examined the box with the other two professors.

"Have you figured anything out, Professor Binns?"

Both Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick treated Professor Binns with great respect.

This ghost professor is probably quite old.

“I’m still looking.” Professor Binns didn’t give Dumbledore any face. “Why don’t you go and look at that wand? You’re the most knowledgeable alchemist here, Albus.”

His tone of voice was as dull and emotionless as when he was lecturing.

Dumbledore wasn't angry. He chuckled, straightened up, walked to Professor Flitwick's desk, and began to examine the long wand closely.

The three professors were all engrossed in the two items, leaving Scott and his three companions with nothing to do for the time being.

Moreover, because they couldn't make a sound to disturb the three professors, they became increasingly bored.

Fred and George began playing rock-paper-scissors silently, while Eddie watched them compete, keeping track of how many times each of them won.

Scott looked back at the scene and almost burst out laughing.

Dumbledore quickly noticed their boredom and said to them, "You may leave now. We will inform you and tell you the answer once we have reached the correct conclusion about these two things."

"Okay, Professor."

Goodbye, Professor.

Upon hearing this, Fred and George immediately opened the office door and rushed out.

Scott and Eddie said goodbye again and walked out the door.

As soon as Scott closed the office door, Eddie said impatiently, "Quick, we have to finish the order as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, he pulled out his booklet from his pocket and waved it around.

"Let's go then."

Scott turned and walked towards the stairwell first.

On the way, he asked the other three, "What did the professors notice but didn't say? Aren't you curious about the history that Professor Flitwick mentioned?"

Fred and George shook their heads repeatedly.

"No, we don't like history."

"Especially with Professor Binns present."

Eddie said, "Although I'm curious about what treasure is in that box, I feel uncomfortable being with three professors, and right now the most important thing for us is to complete the order."

As he spoke, he waved the booklet in his hand again.

“Okay.” Scott smiled helplessly.

If he were alone, he was prepared to stay there and wait for the professors' research results.

After all, his magical perception couldn't penetrate that seamless box.

But for now, we can only keep it a mystery.

As they spoke, the four of them quickly arrived at the third floor and entered the secret passage, preparing to complete the order for the [Magic Crystal Player] in the studio.

After Fred lit the candles in the studio, Eddie asked, "Scott, quick, is there anything we can do to help you?"

“What do you think?” Scott shook his head.

He took a mirror out of the boxes piled against the wall and held it in his hand.

To fulfill the order, Eddie had his family order several boxes of mirrors from a factory in the Muggle world. They were packed in leather suitcases with the Unblemished Stretching Charm applied, and a flock of owls were hired to help with the transport. Only then were they successfully delivered to Hogwarts.

Scott walked over to the old desk and sat down, glancing at what Fred and George were holding, and asked, "How's your magic camera doing?"

"Oh, it will take some more time."

"It will only take a while."

Fred and George muttered to themselves while constantly scribbling and drawing.

They were still piecing together the rune circuits, clearly trying to find the simplest combination—

Once the rune circuit is determined, everything else becomes quite simple.

Scott put down the mirror and took a block of wood from his desk drawer.