The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Dumbledore said to the young staff member.

The young wizard looked troubled. "This... Professor Dumbledore, I can't make that decision."

"Is anyone on duty at the International Department of Magical Cooperation?" Dumbledore asked.

The young wizard shook his head. "No, please come again tomorrow."

“It’s alright,” Dumbledore said. “Then someone must be on duty in the Auror’s office. Please inform them for me.”

“Alright, please wait a moment,” the young wizard agreed.

He turned and ran to the desk, wrote a note, and then waved his wand.

The note turned into a paper airplane and floated away, wobbling and drifting away.

Not long after, a noise came from the elevator.

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of the wooden stick hitting the ground rang out.

A male wizard, leaning on a cane, limped over.

"Oh, it's Mad-Eye Man."

Upon hearing the young wizard mutter softly, Scott immediately recognized the newcomer's identity.

"Albus, what brings you here? What happened?" Moody, known as "Mad-Eye," shouted.

He moved closer, and Scott could see his face clearly.

He had thick, dark gray hair, his face was covered in scars, and a large part of his nose was even missing, making him look quite gruesome.

What's even stranger are his eyes.

He has one small, normal black eye and one round, constantly moving bright blue eye.

"The Death Eaters attacked Felix and the students abroad, and we need to go to Austria, to Aratos," Dumbledore said.

"Damn it, those rampant criminals!" Moody cursed angrily.

Then he glanced at Scott.

"Are you taking this student with you?" he asked Dumbledore.

"Oh, this kid is Scott, he's also one of the people involved, he escaped from the scene."

Dumbledore patted Scott on the shoulder.

“Scott, this is Alastor Moody, he is the best Auror in the Ministry of Magic.”

Moody stared intently at Scott with his terrifying, demonic eye.

"What happened, kid? Tell me the truth!"

His tone was very stern when he asked the question.

Scott could only quickly repeat what he had said to Dumbledore before.

After hearing this, Moody's Magic Eye began to spin nimbly once again.

He turned around and walked toward the fireplace, leaning on his cane.

“Let’s go. Given what’s happened, we need to negotiate with those foreign wizards.”

“Mr. Moody!” The young wizard on duty stopped him. “The International Flood Network requires an appointment to use.”

"Get out of the way, kid."

Moody raised his cane and struck the young wizard lightly.

"I am an Auror, and I don't need to follow so many rules when dealing with emergencies!"

The young wizard staggered and fell to the ground.

Moody had already passed him.

"Do you even know what an emergency is? You don't understand. Your nagging will only delay my business. I have to say, young people these days have absolutely no sense of vigilance."

Moody cursed as he walked straight to a fireplace and looked up at it.

"This is it."

He reached out and grabbed a handful of Floo Powder.

Dumbledore and Scott followed.

"Mr. Moody! Professor Dumbledore!"

The young wizard quickly got up and called out anxiously.

"Alright, I'll take care of this," Moody said impatiently.

Bang!

"The Austrian Ministry of Magic!"

Green flames ignited.

When Scott followed Dumbledore and Moody out of the fireplace at the Austrian Ministry of Magic, they found themselves in another empty hall, where the young witch on duty was staring at them in disbelief.

“I am an Auror from the British Ministry of Magic!” Moody said to the two. “If your work is proceeding as usual, I think you already know that British wizards were involved in the attacks in Vienna.”

He then explained Smoody and Scott's identities and the purpose of their trip.

"Please come with me, the person you are looking for is currently a guest here."

Hearing him say that, Scott secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Strauss turned and walked back up the stone steps he had come from, complaining as he went.

"I must say, this incident has caused a lot of trouble. More than a hundred Muggles witnessed a dangerous battle between wizards, and our staff are currently working overtime to erase the memories of those Muggles."

"Feel sorry……"

Dumbledore quickly apologized, saying some very official-sounding things.

However, his tone was gentle and even a little humorous, which made the other person's expression much better.

Scott followed them up the stone steps, through a wide corridor with huge glass windows on one side, and then met Professor Flitwick and his two roommates in the Auror's office.

"Professor Flitwick, Roger, Milton."

Seeing them sitting there unharmed, Scott finally felt relieved.

"Scott!"

Professor Flitwick and his colleagues stood up happily upon seeing Scott.

"Thank God you're alright!"

Professor Flitwick also seemed to breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Chapter 417 Returning to Hogwarts during Summer Vacation

Facing the concerned looks from Professor Flitwick and his two roommates, Scott said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I ran away. I was so worried..."

“No, you made the right choice,” Professor Flitwick interrupted him, looking intently at Scott. “And the only choice.”

Although Scott felt the same way, the guilt that welled up inside him was involuntary. Only when he heard Professor Flitwick say this did his heart finally calm down.

Professor Flitwick patted Scott's arm and turned to Dumbledore and Moody, "Oh, Albus, and Alastor, thank you for coming."

Moody said somewhat curtly, "You're welcome, Felius. Where are the prisoners who attacked you?"

“They escaped.” Professor Flitwick said with some helplessness. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop them.”

At this moment, Roger spoke up, "It's all because the scene was too chaotic, with many Muggles. Professor Flitwick had to protect everyone, which is why they got away."

Dumbledore chuckled and said, "Alright, let us adults handle the rest. You three students can rest for a while."

He whispered a few words to Strauss, and soon a young Auror came out and led Scott and the other two out of the office into a lounge.

"You boys, stay here quietly and wait for your professor to come and take you back."

The young Auror gave an order, then turned and walked out of the lounge, closing the door behind him.

"Merlin, I'm absolutely terrified!"

Before Scott could react, Roger started shouting at him.

"You know what? Your disappearance was so sudden! From my perspective, I only saw your figure being swallowed up by a green light. I thought you were dead!"

He patted Scott's shoulder hard as he spoke, clearly very excited.

"Fortunately, before my tears could well up, I found that there was nothing there."

“I’m sorry,” Scott apologized again, “I didn’t have time to do anything else at that point, I could only activate the door key.”

"I have to say, you did a great job!"

Roger deliberately burst into laughter.

"Unfortunately, you didn't see the expressions on those two guys' faces at the time, oh, and Professor Flitwick was really angry."

He gestured with exaggerated expressions.

"Professor Flitwick in a rage was absolutely terrifying, beyond imagination. Those two were taught a terrible lesson and barely managed to escape!"

Roger seemed to be possessed by Eddie, talking nonstop, and Scott didn't know how to respond for a moment.

However, he was also somewhat curious about what Professor Flitwick would be like when he was truly angry.

At this point, Roger began to describe the chaotic scene in detail.

"...At first, those Muggles were very excited, thinking we were putting on some kind of magic show, and they kept crowding forward, and there were even reporters taking pictures."

"The Muggles only realized what was happening when they saw those two guys suddenly revert to their original appearances after being attacked by Professor Flitwick!"

"Moreover, if the Muggles hadn't been running around in such a panic, Professor Flitwick, with all his might, would have definitely been able to take down those two damned Death Eaters."

After hearing his account, Scott finally understood what had happened.

“I’m so glad,” he said. “I was worried that there might be other ambushes. They were clearly after me. I don’t even know what I would do if you got hurt because of this.”

and……