The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Is learning Occlumency really that tiring?"

“I’m so tired.” Harry looked pained. “My brain has been constantly invaded by Legilimency, and I feel like it’s turning into mush.”

Scott could only look at him with pity.

Next, he had dinner in Black's office and chatted with Harry about his experience learning Occlumency.

As for how effective it will be...

You can tell just by looking into Harry's bewildered eyes.

Scott was somewhat helpless about this.

This is the limitation of "it can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words".

After saying goodbye to the godfather and son, he hurried back to the Ravenclaw common room.

He hadn't forgotten that he had promised Penelope and Kayla that he would attend the book club they organized.

When he entered the college library, the book club had already begun, and Penelope was standing among a group of students, talking animatedly.

Most of the students present were in the first, second, and third grades, but there were also quite a few students in the third grade and above. Scott's roommates were also there.

Scott smiled apologetically at Penelope and silently walked to stand by the bookshelf.

Kayla walked over to him and whispered, "I thought you were going to break the contract!"

"Sorry," Scott said in a low voice as well.

At that moment, Penelope, who was speaking, suddenly brought him up.

She praised Scott highly, saying he was a typical Ravenclaw student with consistently top grades, and encouraged the younger students to learn from him.

Feeling the frequent glances from the younger children, Scott remained outwardly calm, but inwardly felt quite ashamed.

He doesn't think he's a good role model at all.

effort?

Which student at Ravenclaw doesn't work hard?

Aside from that, there's nothing about him worth learning.

Are we going to teach those children to learn how he meticulously planned and used various methods to kill people?

If he could, he would like to spend his seven years of study at Hogwarts peacefully, without experiencing those exhausting crises and struggles.

"Next, please welcome Scott to share his learning experience."

After Penelope finished speaking, everyone present began to applaud.

Roger and Eddie kept winking at Scott.

"Thank you."

Scott walked to the middle of the crowd, and the applause stopped.

Looking at the expectant or admiring gazes around him, he suddenly felt some pressure.

Fortunately, he is prepared to share some valuable insights, which is to live up to everyone's expectations.

"Hello everyone, I'm Scott Trollope. It's a great honor to have the opportunity to interact with you all here. Today I'd like to share some effective learning methods to improve your Transfiguration scores."

He greeted everyone and, without further ado, began to present the topic he had prepared.

Instead of explaining specific knowledge, he shared with everyone some proven effective learning methods he had summarized while learning the Transfiguration course.

Because it was his area of ​​expertise, he spoke quite fluently, even though he had only prepared one topic beforehand.

Everyone present listened attentively.

Scott didn't say how long it would take, and what he talked about were some universally applicable learning methods.

Methods like using magical perception to enhance Transfiguration are not suitable for everyone, so he didn't mention them.

Twenty minutes later, Scott stopped his sharing and once again received applause from everyone.

He then spent another 10 minutes answering a few students' questions before concluding his time on stage at the book club.

After that, he began to sit down and listen to others share their experiences and insights in learning.

This time, Penelope invited students who were among the top performers in almost every grade.

Although everyone has different strengths, they are all undoubtedly excellent.

Scott listened with great interest and found it quite rewarding.

As time went by, the atmosphere of the book club became more and more enthusiastic, and more and more people joined in, until it ended late at night.

When Scott and his three friends returned to their dorm room, Eddie asked him, "Scott, what were you doing last night? We stayed up very late, but you weren't back before we fell asleep."

“Yeah, I couldn’t wake him up in the morning,” Roger added.

“Someone ambushed me under the tower last night, and then I went to the principal’s office,” Scott said.

As soon as he finished speaking, his three roommates surrounded him with surprised expressions.

"Are you serious?" Eddie asked in surprise.

"Who is it?" Roger asked angrily.

"Are you alright?" Milton asked worriedly.

“Don’t worry.” Scott smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. “The guy who attacked me was taken down by me, and I wasn’t hurt.”

His three roommates breathed a sigh of relief when they heard him say that.

"Who was it?" Roger asked again. "You went to Professor Flitwick's place again last night, didn't you? That guy couldn't even beat you when you were exhausted?"

"Could it be a first-year student?" Eddie guessed.

As roommates, they were well aware of Scott's condition after each dueling training session with Professor Flitwick.

“It’s Elijah Caro,” Scott said.

Upon hearing this name, the three people standing in front of him simultaneously showed expressions of confusion.

They all seemed to have forgotten the name.

"I remember now!"

Two seconds later, Eddie and Milton spoke at the same time.

"Didn't he go to Durmstrang?" Eddie asked.

Scott leaned against the bedpost and recounted the whole story of Carlo.

The drama, which featured a love triangle with elements of yuri (lesbian romance) and a "simp turning evil," was so stimulating that the three of them were stunned and speechless.

Even Eddie, who is usually the most quick-witted, didn't offer a timely comment.

“I thought… that poisonous letter Raoul sent you was malicious enough…” Milton said, his voice trembling, “but I never expected…”

“That’s nothing,” Scott said.

He was very self-aware; in terms of "malice," he was no less ruthless, and perhaps even more so.

His method of influencing Carlo's mind by using the hidden magical circuits in the pendant necklace can certainly be called "malicious".

At that moment, Scott recalled what his Ravenclaw tutor had said to him that morning.

But Scott only thought about it and was still not prepared to directly expose his "vicious" side.

Ravenclaw also said that everyone has their own secrets, doesn't he?

At this point, Roger asked, "What will happen to Carlo?"

“Azkaban! We have to go to Azkaban!” Eddie yelled.

“I will write to my father and ask him to help me make sure that Carlo can’t escape punishment like last time,” Milton said without hesitation. “My father is doing well at the Ministry of Magic now.”

At that moment, he didn't consider the fact that his relationship with his father was no longer close.

Before Scott could speak, Milton quickly said, "Don't refuse, Scott. You've already helped me so much. I'm just writing a letter to my father; it's nothing."

Scott looked up and saw the seriousness in his eyes.

"Thank you." Scott smiled sincerely and didn't refuse again.

Chapter 385 The Old Principal's New Toy

With Scott no longer objecting, Milton even wrote a letter overnight.

The next morning, without even having breakfast, he went to the owl's hut to mail the letter.

At the dinner table later, Milton said to Scott, "This will offend the Carroll family to my father, but it will also increase the Roll family's goodwill towards him. I guess he won't refuse my request."

Scott didn't say much, but simply thanked him sincerely.

Milton shook his head. "It's really nothing. You've helped me so many times already."

Eddie, standing to the side, chuckled and said, "You two are too kind!"

“We’re all friends.” Roger put his arms around Scott and Milton’s necks. “Helping each other is the most natural thing to do.”

Scott and Milton laughed when they heard what they said.

After breakfast, the group parted ways, and Scott went to the eighth floor of the castle to attend his class in the Room of Requirement.

As he passed through a corridor, a wooden door emerged from the stone wall to his right and then opened automatically.

Scott stopped in his tracks.

"Good morning, Scott," Dumbledore's voice came from inside the door. "Please come in."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Scott responded and pushed open the door to go inside.

Upon entering, the first thing he saw was a portrait of Ravenclaw on the wall.

On the wall, which was neatly covered with paintings, Mrs. Ravenclaw sat in the center of the painting, smiling at him, while the other former headmasters huddled together in the paintings at the edges, seemingly afraid to approach her.

“Mentor?” Scott was somewhat surprised.

“Your magical mentor, Madam Ravenclaw, and Felius are visiting me,” Dumbledore said to Scott, sitting behind his desk. “She told me you have something you'd like to discuss with me.”