The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"What will happen to the magical world next?" Rimbaud asked.

"With this chaotic battle over, everything has come to light. The Ministry of Magic will face restructuring, and the election of the Minister of Magic may become a new battleground for the three forces."

Scott said.

"The superficial peace has completely left us."

It's easy to imagine that the Ministry of Magic will face many more troubles in the future.

It's not just about things like re-electing ministers and power struggles.

With the Dementors now aligned with Voldemort, adjusting Azkaban's leadership has become a major challenge.

However, none of these things concern Scott, nor does he care much about them. What he's thinking about more is how to take advantage of Medea's greatly weakened power after being cursed by Voldemort.

He thought he needed to make a good plan.

Perhaps I should take the initiative to go to the Sea of ​​Oaks and talk to Savannah in person.

Of course, even more important is the hidden passage in the Sea of ​​Oaks that leads to Avalon.

With these questions in mind, Scott climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Scott received a letter from Luna.

In her letter, Luna said that she would like to meet him as soon as possible if possible.

"Maybe she's prophesied something again," Scott muttered.

He decided to meet her.

Since Luna and the Weasleys lived in the same village, Scott knew their address—Autrie St. Catchpol in Devon.

After breakfast, he transformed into a peregrine falcon and flew south with Rimbaud.

At noon, they landed on Weasel Mountain outside the village of Autri San Catchpol.

Scott asked Rimbaud to deliver a letter to Luna, and half an hour later, Rimbaud brought Luna to the hillside where Scott was.

It was a bit hot, and Luna was wearing a large straw hat decorated with a clump of wild grass and flowers.

She was wearing a faded long dress, several strangely shaped necklaces hanging from her chest, slippers woven from plant vines on her feet, and a straw basket in her hand.

"Long time no see, Scott."

Upon seeing Scott, Luna ran over, holding her straw hat in one hand and carrying a basket in the other.

But she didn't notice her footing and stepped into a rabbit hole, almost falling over.

Scott reached out and helped her up, saying with a laugh, "Luckily you didn't fall in, or you might have ended up in Wonderland like Alice."

“Oh, I really like Alice in Wonderland.” Luna laughed too. “When I was little, I tried to chase after the rabbits on Weasel Mountain, hoping to fall down their holes, but obviously, none of them could hold me.”

She smoothed her skirt, placed the basket beside her, and sat down on the grass with her knees drawn up to her chest.

"My dad even dressed up as the Mad Hatter at home to comfort me."

"You have a good dad."

Scott sat down beside her, looking down at the village below.

Luna nodded, rested her chin on her knees, and gazed intently at the distant scenery.

After a long pause, Scott finally asked, "Did you ask me to meet you because there's something you want to tell me?"

“Oh…” Luna blinked, looking somewhat confused. “I don’t know… but I know something must have happened… something that has a significant impact on you… I’m a little worried…”

She raised her hand to push up the brim of her hat and turned to look at Scott.

"Perhaps I'll only know something if I see you."

Although Luna's expression was vague, Scott understood what she meant and turned to look at her.

Luna's silver-gray eyes immediately changed.

Scott did not see his own reflection in it, only a hazy mist churning around him.

Although he was very curious, he did not urge her, but simply waited quietly.

After a long while, Luna finally spoke, her voice ethereal, "It seems a lot has happened again; the prophecy has come true."

Because of the magical contract he had signed, Scott made no attempt to hide anything.

He simply and slowly recounted his summer vacation experiences.

During the conversation, the two shared the lunch Luna had brought: beef patties and sandwiches, as well as two bottles of Luna's special herbal tea.

"Did so much happen?"

After listening to Scott's story, Luna held the glass bottle in her hand and turned to look into the distance.

"So, you personally killed two wizards."

She spoke in a declarative tone, without accusation, judgment, or any other emotion.

"Hmm," Scott replied.

Luna fell silent.

Scott glanced at her but didn't say anything.

He looked down the hill again, trying to find the Weasleys' Burrow and see if its design was as bizarre as the set in the movie.

Hmm...it seems even more bizarre than in the movie.

Because the Burrow's crooked and grotesque shape, which looked like it was built with rotten building blocks, was so eye-catching, he quickly found his target.

“That’s the Weasley’s house,” Luna said softly. “You’ve heard Fred and George mention it?”

“Hmm.” Scott smiled. “I can only say it’s very imaginative.”

"They have too many children, so each floor was added temporarily."

Luna smiled gently.

"You can go play with your friends."

"No, thank you." Scott shook his head. "I came here temporarily, so I won't bother you."

To avoid having to deal with unexpected guests.

Luna hummed in agreement, and the two fell silent again.

Although they didn't speak, neither of them felt awkward; Scott, on the contrary, felt quite comfortable.

The two spent the afternoon like that.

Most of the time they didn't speak, only occasionally exchanging a few words, which were just casual conversation.

In comparison, Luna and Rimbaud spoke more "childish words".

Scott didn't stand up again until the sun had set.

“I’m leaving,” he said to Luna.

Luna nodded. "Be careful. I think you can do what you want to do. You can accomplish a lot."

“Thank you,” Scott smiled.

He waved his hand, letting Rimbaud stand on his left hand, while activating the silver snake necklace and leaving the girl, whose edges were gilded in the setting sun.

Chapter 429 Disguise, Bar, Publicity

Have you fallen in love with that girl?

Back at the oak cabin, Rimbaud asked Scott curiously.

Scott found it amusing. "Do you even know what love is?"

“Of course I don’t know,” Rimbaud replied, “but I do know that humans love to talk about love.”

The cabin door was open, and Scott was sitting comfortably on the wooden floor by the door, enjoying the evening breeze.

The sun is about to set in the distance.

From his vantage point at the highest point of the forest, Scott had a very wide view.

He gazed silently at the forest bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, and after a long while, he spoke again, "I don't know, and I've never thought about it."

"Don't you want to think about it? I do really like that girl." Rimbaud's tone was somewhat regretful.

Of course you'll like it.

Scott thought.

After all, people call you "King of Ravens" and "Lord of the Blackwing".

“He’s still young,” he said. “Besides, the things I’ll be facing in the future are too dangerous.”

He didn't want to talk about this topic too much.

“By the way,” Scott stood up, “I wonder what’s written in today’s newspapers.”

He was a little annoyed that he had forgotten to tell the crow to buy the newspaper that morning.

He was quite curious to see how the chaos that happened last night would unfold.

“Let’s go,” he said to Rimbaud. “We’re going to Hogsmeade.”

He decided to go to the pub in Hogsmeade Village to ask around and grab some dinner while he was there.

However, since he would likely encounter Hogwarts professors if he went to Hogsmeade, Scott decided to disguise himself before going.

The transformation effect of the compound decoction was too short-lived, so he decided to use human transformation techniques to complete the disguise.

Unlike the naturally gifted Metamorphosis Magus, achieving disguise through body transformation is far from easy.

Of course, it won't be as convenient as disguising Magus, and there will be certain risks involved.

Disguise Magus can easily change his appearance at will, but when using body shapeshifting techniques, he can only make minor adjustments to his own facial features.

For example, an Animagus can easily transform his nose into a pig's nose, while Scott, using shapeshifting techniques, can at most make his nose a little bigger or a little flatter, but he can never change it too much.

Otherwise, an accident could easily occur.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries receives many patients year-round who cannot recover from their overly fantastical transformations and have to be hospitalized for treatment.