The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott fell silent again.

That tone was heartbreaking.

He could easily tell whether Milton was truly happy or sad, but he chose not to expose Milton's lie.

Chapter 418 A Belated Birthday Gift

With Milton in such a low mood, Scott and Roger's moods were inevitably affected as well.

They had no intention of leaving before Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts.

Milton is also waiting to go to Austria to continue his musical dreams.

Although he has not yet formally decided whether or not to drop out of Hogwarts, it can be said that he has already made this intention.

When the topic came up, he told Scott and Roger, "I've already spoken to Professor Flitwick about this, and of course, his advice is that I should hold on for another two years."

In short, Professor Flitwick, as his teacher, did not approve of him giving up his studies.

The professor believed that two years would be useful, at least to some extent improving Milton's magical abilities and making him a more qualified wizard, thus giving him more self-defense capabilities.

But Milton seemed to have grown tired of everything in the magical world and just wanted to retreat into his musical world.

This can also be seen as a form of escapism.

But Scott offered no advice or suggestions.

He sympathized with Milton's plight, but he couldn't truly understand it; whatever he said was just scratching the surface.

Scott himself also faced a host of problems.

He even felt that many things were intertwined and already a mess, and at this moment he lacked a clear idea in his mind.

In this situation, Scott felt he also needed to calm down and think things through.

So he went into the Room of Requirement, Helena's study.

"Scott?"

The girl Helena in the painting is clearly very surprised when she sees Scott.

"I remember it's summer vacation now, what are you doing here?"

"Some things happened."

Scott recounted the attacks they encountered in Austria.

"Oh, that's really bad luck." Helena looked at him sympathetically. "He was going to a concert to have a good time, but this happened."

“I’m used to it.” Scott shrugged.

In the past two years, he has encountered one unexpected event after another.

Helena then helped open the door, and Scott went into the inner room to meet his Ravenclaw mentor from the painting.

“I overheard your conversation with Helena,” Ravenclaw said gently in the painting. “To avoid further complications, it seems you must find a way to resolve some trouble as soon as possible.”

Scott nodded. "Once I find the Carol siblings, I'll make them disappear."

Ravenclaw smiled slightly. "It won't be easy. Not to mention whether you can find them, more importantly, you have to prevent other Death Eaters from discovering that it was you who did it."

“Not just Death Eaters,” Scott said.

“Indeed.” Ravenclaw nodded slightly. “As far as I know, your Potions professor is a double agent planted by Dumbledore within the Death Eaters.”

Scott raised an eyebrow. "Is this... just something you tell me like this?"

Ravenclaw's smile remained unchanged. "You are my apprentice."

“Thank you.” Scott’s smile widened.

He understood that no matter how complicated the situation became, his Ravenclaw mentor was undoubtedly on his side.

At this moment, Ravenclaw asked him, "Did you bring that Sailor's Astrolabe with you?"

"Oh, I'm here."

Scott then remembered the thing and quickly pulled it out of the deformed lizard skin bag.

"Place it in the very center of the room," Ravenclaw in the painting instructs. "Then move the table and chairs out, and of course, you go outside and wait there too."

Scott responded, placed the Sailor's Astrolabe on the ground, waved his wand to make the desk and chair set float up, and carried them to the outer room.

Then he saw that the small interior space was filled with dazzling blue and white light.

"Come in."

As the light gradually faded, Ravenclaw's voice rang out.

Scott went back inside.

“This thing is harmless,” Ravenclaw concluded. “Communicate more; you might gain some unexpected insights.”

Scott was immediately relieved and thanked him sincerely.

Ravenclaw, however, said, "Now that you're here, let's continue with the lesson."

Scott, of course, had no objection.

However, the class only lasted half a day. After lunch, Scott went alone to Raven Territory in the forest to meet Rimbaud.

"There's still no news."

In the oak cabin, Scott sat back on the bed listening to Rimbaud speak.

The crows have been helping to find Voldemort, Barty Crouch Jr., and other Death Eaters who have been hiding for a long time, but they have never been able to find any trace of them.

The search for the Carlo siblings was, of course, not going so smoothly this time.

"Have you found Malfoy Manor?" Scott asked.

He remembered that in the original story, Voldemort used Malfoy Manor as his command base after his resurrection, and he wondered if that had changed.

Rimbaud shook his head.

It says: "All British wizards know that the Malfoys were happy to attend all kinds of parties and were keen to host balls at their manor, but strangely, they have become more discreet lately."

Scott immediately understood, "This proves that something is amiss; Voldemort may be hiding in Malfoy Manor."

"But it is clear that the location of a pure-blood wizard's manor is a secret," Rimbaud said.

“I think quite a few people know the address of Malfoy Manor,” Scott said with a sudden inspiration. “For example, Mr. Weasley.”

As far as he knew, the Ministry of Magic had searched Malfoy Manor, and Mr. Weasley might actually know the address.

“I’m going to write to Fred and George.”

Scott sat up.

"No, they might be able to get information out of them... but that might implicate them..."

He hesitated for a moment, then lay back down.

"Perhaps there is another way."

Scott took out his Scholars' Union ID card, unfolded the Book of Prometheus, and searched for answers in the Knowledge Bank.

“No.” He wasn’t discouraged. “But I can still offer a reward for the answer.”

Without hesitation, he anonymously posted the question and, after some thought, offered a reward of 500 credits.

Now all that's left is to wait.

And he didn't have to wait long; the 500 credits were taken within a minute.

[Malfoy Estate is located 6 kilometers north of Woottonbahnhof, Wiltshire.]

The person who answered the question was also anonymous.

“Very good.” Scott laughed.

Rimbaud saw the answer too, "Shall I go there and take a look?"

“No, you’re very likely to be discovered.” Scott rejected his suggestion. “Don’t forget, Voldemort might be there, and you were once discovered by Medea.”

Rimbaud lowered his head in frustration.

"We don't know what kind of qualitative change would occur if a wizard's magic became as powerful as Voldemort's or Dumbledore's. In any case, it's best to be cautious."

Scott spoke as he thought.

"Leave the task of monitoring Malfoy Manor to me. You can have the crows keep an eye on things from the outside."

Ordinary crows should not be alerted.

Perfect timing, he could also try out the set of rune circuits he got from Ravenclaw on his birthday.

Once he had an idea, Scott got to work.

He had Rimbaud send him back to Hogwarts Castle so he could quickly familiarize himself with the rune circuits.

In order to make practical use of this set of magical runes as soon as possible, he devoted all his time to it and temporarily neglected everything else.

In the Ravenclaw common room, Scott was writing at his desk, muttering to himself.

Milton, meanwhile, sat by the window, also holding his cello and practicing non-stop.

Roger paced back and forth in the lounge, lay on the sofa, and played Wizard's Chess with himself.

"I can't take it anymore!"

After an unknown amount of time, Roger's loud complaints startled Scott and Milton, who were engrossed in studying and practicing.

"I'm so bored!"

Roger's tall, strong body writhed on the sofa like a giant, unruly child.

“You can leave Hogwarts now and enjoy your summer vacation,” Scott said, looking up at him.

“Yes,” Milton agreed.

Unlike Scott and Milton, who stayed because they had other things to do, Roger could have easily left to enjoy his summer vacation and the Quidditch World Cup.

"Hey! I'm staying here to keep you two company!" Roger grumbled. "Is this how you treat a loyal and devoted friend?"

“Thank you, Roger,” Milton laughed. “But you don’t have to come with us, really.”