The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“I know you well, my apprentice,” Ravenclaw in the painting says. “You are not interested in anything other than magic itself, you have no desire to be a leader, and power is nothing but trouble to you, so I am not worried that you will be attracted to the ideas of those people.”

“You’re right,” Scott said with a smile.

At that moment, he decided to accept Grapland's invitation to join the Scholars' Union, his aim, of course, was to use the credits to his advantage.

As for how the credits are earned?

Scott glanced at the door to the inner room; outside, Helena's study contained a wealth of knowledge that could be exchanged for academic credits.

Although much of the knowledge recorded in the books stored in this study is no longer applicable to modern times, it can be exchanged for points by the scholars' alliance whose original intention was to revive ancient magic.

Grapland also said that any knowledge that has not yet been included in the [knowledge bank] is acceptable.

Scott had no doubt about the richness of knowledge contained in the books Ravenclaw had prepared for Helena.

Although that was the plan, Scott couldn't act on his own; he had to speak with the Ravenclaw portrait and Helena, the owner of the study, and obtain their consent first.

As Scott expected, the Ravenclaw in the painting agreed to his request, as did both the Helena in the painting and the ghostly Helena.

Because they all knew very well that the magical knowledge from a thousand years ago was outdated.

For wizards today, those books serve little purpose other than broadening their knowledge.

Scott was well aware of this, which is why he didn't delve deeper into this knowledge.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried learning some ancient magic; it was through these attempts that he realized that although those spells were more powerful than those in the modern magic system, they couldn't keep up with the fast-paced combat style of modern magic.

Furthermore, the way ancient spells consumed magical energy was much more crude than that of modern spells.

In short, ancient magic is not superior to modern magic.

Simplicity, speed, precision, and moderation are all advantages of the modern magic system, and Scott is more suited to this style.

That evening, Scott returned to his dorm and was questioned by his roommates, who all wanted to know how Dumbledore viewed the so-called Scholars' League.

Scott briefly recounted Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick's assessment of the Scholars' Union.

Eddie, somewhat surprised, said, "So, while the Scholars' Alliance isn't that great, it's not that bad either?"

Roger patted Eddie on the shoulder. "In any case, this is a magical society that has been established for over five hundred years. Even the alchemy master Nicolas Flamel was a member of it during his lifetime, and we are not qualified to be invited by them."

“Okay.” Eddie shrugged. “What interests me is the so-called ‘knowledge bank,’ if we had that kind of technology…”

His eyes lit up as he said this.

"Then we can build an internet for the magical world and easily become media tycoons in the magical world!"

Roger nodded in agreement.

As they talked, the topic veered off course.

"Scott!" Eddie rushed over, grabbed Scott's hand, and stared at him with hopeful eyes. "Please make sure you exchange the knowledge from the Magic Internet!"

“Do you think that’s possible?” Scott quickly pulled his hand away and said irritably, “The wizards who possess this kind of knowledge may not necessarily exchange it for the [Knowledge Bank]. Even if the [Knowledge Bank] has such knowledge, I won’t have any credits to exchange for it.”

“Okay.” Eddie knew it was unlikely, so he walked back to his bedside and sat down dejectedly.

“Scott, are you really going to join them?” Milton asked with some concern.

Scott nodded. "Join."

Milton opened his mouth, but in the end he only said, "Be careful."

Scott smiled at him and said, "Don't feel bad, I'm going for the [Knowledge Bank], not for you."

“That would be good.” Milton smiled.

Scott added, "It would be even better if I could take care of your business while I'm at it."

Milton quickly shook his head. "Didn't you say that you have to exchange credits for anything you want, and credits require knowledge that they don't have? That's too precious. I can't let you use your credits on me."

“Didn’t I say that?” Scott laughed again. “Miss Grapland said that as long as I agree to join the Scholars’ Union, she is willing to give up academic credits to help you and Kachini exchange your talents.”

"She really said that?" Milton stood up upon hearing this.

Scott nodded affirmatively.

At that moment, Roger walked over to Milton and patted him on the shoulder. "So, Milton's musical talent is about to return?"

“Oh!” Eddie walked over and looked at Milton with a grin. “Great, Milton, but I must say, I hope your overly sensitive nature doesn’t come back with you.”

Both of them were happy for Milton.

“No,” Milton shook his head. “That’s not what I meant.”

He said to Scott, "According to Miss Grapland, academic credits are extremely valuable. Why would she be willing to pay such a price to win you over? There must be some reason we don't know about!"

He walked up to Scott and looked at him intently.

“I think you’d better be more cautious, Scott.”

“Don’t worry,” Scott said. “Perhaps the number of credits needed to achieve your and Kacchini’s wishes isn’t that many.”

But Milton didn't believe this, and fearing that his actions would get Scott into trouble, he unusually said a lot of things and tried to persuade Scott for a long time.

In fact, Scott did not agree to join the Scholars Union because of Milton.

He joined because of the threat of the prophecy and the need to improve his strength as soon as possible, after carefully weighing the pros and cons.

Milton was unaware of the prophecy, and he believed that Scott joined the Scholars' Union partly because of him. Scott couldn't explain it for a while, and was somewhat amused and exasperated.

Although he made the decision in a single day, Scott still planned to wait until the next week's Magical Creatures Protection class to tell Grapland about his decision, as agreed.

He didn't want the other party to think that he was attracted to the scholars' alliance, or even that he was eager to join.

On Saturday morning, Roger, the team captain, and Eddie, the intelligence officer, got up early to prepare for the Ravenclaw Quidditch match.

Even at the long breakfast table, Roger and his teammates were still discussing tactics.

They also exchanged some provocations with their opponents in the game, the Gryffindor team.

Not long after, the cheerful atmosphere in the auditorium was broken by the newspaper delivered by an owl.

Terrorist Attack! High-Ranking Ministry of Magic Official Attacked!

The large black headline in the Daily Prophet drew everyone's attention, instantly silencing the bustling auditorium.

Everyone who received the newspaper eagerly began reading it.

The silence didn't last long; soon, exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

"The person attacked is Mr. Barty Crouch, the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation!"

"He was attacked at the Quidditch World Cup stadium being built by the Ministry of Magic. He was there to inspect the stadium construction!"

Fortunately, a squad of Aurors was stationed there, and they rescued him in time!

"But the dark wizard who attacked Mr. Crouch quickly escaped using Apparition, and the Aurors did not capture him."

Scott was also holding a newspaper.

The report did not include any photos, and no one at the scene took any pictures.

Mr. Crouch was attacked yesterday afternoon at the World Cup stadium being built by the Ministry of Magic by an unknown wizard dressed in black robes and wearing a mask.

“Black robes and a mask, could they be Death Eaters?” Eddie said to Scott.

Scott understood what he meant.

In the footage they secretly filmed in Little Hangleton, the Death Eaters were dressed in black robes and masks.

“Who knows?” Scott put down his newspaper.

He also suspected that Crouch was attacked by his son.

But suspicion without evidence is still suspicion.

Given the current chaotic state of the Ministry of Magic, the chances of solving this kind of case are very low.

I wonder what happened to Voldemort.

Scott thought.

Under Medea's relentless pressure, the Dark Lord should be trying to regain his power as soon as possible.

If he wants to use Harry's blood to resurrect himself as in the "original story," he must lie low and patiently look for an opportunity. Scott doesn't know if the Dark Lord still has that kind of patience.

Maybe he can't wait any longer?

The bones of the father, the flesh of the servant, the blood of the enemy.

These are the three materials used when Voldemort was fully resurrected in the "original book".

But in truth, Harry wasn't his only enemy.

Chapter 375 Clash with Glapland

The attack on Mr. Barty Crouch, an official of the Ministry of Magic, seemed to have flipped a switch.

In the following days, attacks began to occur one after another.

Officials of the Enforcement Division, members of the Wizengamots, senior Aurors, and even ordinary wizards became targets of the attacks.

Upon seeing the list of attacked wizards, Scott actually began to identify the perpetrators of these attacks: Voldemort's Death Eaters were indeed the most likely culprits.

The wizards who were attacked all had one thing in common—they had all contributed to defeating Voldemort and his henchmen in past wars.

Scott wondered if Voldemort wanted to taste the blood of all his enemies to see whose blood was most suitable.

Given Voldemort's personality, he shouldn't care about these people's blood.

What he really wants is probably the blood of Harry, Dumbledore, or Medea.

Unfortunately, he has no way of obtaining the blood of these three people now.

In the new lesson on protecting magical creatures, Scott watched Grapland standing next to Hagrid, talking animatedly.

She was taking the class seriously, seemingly having completely forgotten her promise to Scott.

“Oh, Scott, I noticed you’ve been staring at Miss Grapland.”

"If you want to confess your feelings to her, we can help you distract Hagrid."

Fred and George sidled up to Scott and said with grins.

“First of all, I was just listening attentively to the lecture, Fred,” Scott said. “Secondly, don’t talk about Professor Hagrid like you would a wild beast, George.”