The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

After lunch, Fred couldn't help but complain to Scott.

“I thought we were really going to London,” George muttered. “I really want to see all the TV shows and movies you mentioned.”

Scott could only admit that he hadn't considered things thoroughly. "Mrs. Weasley's concerns are not unfounded. I'm also a little worried about another attack."

Unlike the fact that no one knew about his killing of the Carol siblings, this time, although it wasn't reported in the newspapers, many people still knew that he had killed two Death Eaters who had just escaped from prison. It was inevitable that the news would reach the ears of other Death Eaters, and who knew if there would be any follow-up retaliation.

In short, it's best to be cautious.

Scott didn't want to drag his friends down with him again because of his own problems.

Fred and George were agonizing over not being able to go play when Ron and Ginny approached them. They had just heard from Mrs. Weasley about Scott being attacked by a dark wizard and were curious to know more.

Even Percy didn't rush back to his room, but sat to the side pretending not to care, listening intently.

Scott didn't tell Ron and Ginny the details, only that Stirrner had destroyed their house and brought two dark wizards with him to seek revenge.

Ron and Ginny both remembered what happened at the dueling club and were also familiar with Stirner.

"Do you think Malfoy might also bring a dark wizard to get revenge on me? Oh, and Harry too!" Ron said seriously. "I'm going to write to Harry and tell him to be careful!"

Ginny couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

"Don't worry, Ron, Malfoy doesn't care about you. Harry lives with Professor Black."

“What do you know!” Ron waved his hand impatiently. “Because I always go against Malfoy, that kid must hate me!”

Next, Ron listed a lot of evidence to try to prove that he was Malfoy's nemesis, and that his status and importance were equal to Harry's.

But Ginny dismissed it, which angered Ron so much that they started arguing.

Fred and George, always eager for a good show, promptly joined the "battle."

“Oh, Ron, my silly little brother.”

"I bet in Malfoy's eyes you're just Harry's sidekick."

"Just like you see Gore and Crabbe."

"Just as silly."

Ron's face turned red with anger. "Harry and I are friends! You two are Scott's lackeys!"

Scott never imagined that the war would spread to him like this.

Fred and George, however, were unfazed by Ron's rebuttal and burst into laughter.

“That’s right, we are Mr. Trollope’s henchmen.”

"Because the great Mr. Trollope can make money with us."

The two men deliberately put on a proud look and even pretended to massage Scott's shoulders and back, acting like two lackeys.

Ginny giggled at the sight, but Ron seemed insulted and yelled, "Harry and I didn't do that!"

"Ron, no shouting, no bullying your sister!" Percy scolded him, then turned and went upstairs.

Ron looked as if he had been punched hard in the face.

"What does it have to do with him?" he groaned in pain, glaring resentfully at Percy's retreating figure.

However, the twins and Ginny both laughed at him gleefully.

Scott fully understood Ron's low social standing within the family.

It's too awful.

He couldn't help but pat the young man on the shoulder with sympathy, but only received a puzzled look from Ron.

After that, Scott either wandered around the village with the Weasleys, worked with the twins on small inventions, or helped Mrs. Weasley with some chores.

Three days later, he couldn't help but write a letter to Professor Flitwick.

Because it was so boring, I couldn't study quietly according to my own plan, nor could I summon my Ravenclaw tutor to listen to my lectures.

During this time, he did not see Luna.

According to Ginny, Luna's father took her away from home, and they didn't know where they went to observe magical creatures.

After agreeing to meet the twins again at the Quidditch World Cup final, Scott followed Professor Flitwick through the fireplace to the Hogwarts Headmaster's office.

Dumbledore has returned.

Good morning, Professor Dumbledore.

Scott took the initiative to greet Dumbledore, who was sitting behind his desk.

"Good morning, Scott." Dumbledore observed him for a moment. "Are you alright?"

Scott understood what he meant.

They wanted to know if he was still in a normal state after personally taking someone's life.

“I’m fine, Professor,” Scott said calmly.

After taking someone's life for the first time, he became very calm and therefore didn't exhibit any psychological trauma.

Dumbledore glanced at him a few more times.

“I’m glad, it seems you’ve moved on.”

Scott said, "The Weasley family has a great atmosphere."

“Oh, that’s a loving family, isn’t it?” Dumbledore said with a chuckle. “How enviable.”

Ok……

It is indeed very heartwarming, but Scott is not an orphan, so he wouldn't be envious like Harry.

“So I also want to get back home as soon as possible,” Scott said.

“Very good.” Dumbledore nodded repeatedly. “The warmth of family can heal everything, and only true love can save a wounded soul.”

Scott wanted to emphasize that his soul was unharmed, since he hadn't used the Killing Curse to kill anyone.

Dumbledore's next words surprised him.

“By the way, I wanted to tell you that I went to Hastings,” the old headmaster said. “I can tell you had a tough time.”

Scott remained silent.

It was indeed a difficult situation.

Although the process wasn't too dangerous in retrospect, if Rimbaud hadn't led the crows to shield him from the dark magic with their own flesh and blood, he wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed if he hadn't been ruthless.

That battle also served as a test of Scott's own abilities, giving him a clearer understanding of his own level.

Of course, out of caution and to avoid any associations, he did not use methods such as poisoning or shrinking the crow and disemboweling it.

Dumbledore then said kindly, “Don’t worry, we don’t blame you at all. At any time, it is not wrong to attack simply out of self-defense.”

“I understand,” Scott said honestly. “While I regret killing those three people, I don’t feel sorry.”

Upon hearing this, Professor Flitwick, who was standing next to him, patted his arm reassuringly.

Scott quickly gave him a smile.

Dumbledore added, "Of course, yes, no one will blame you for this, except the other Death Eaters."

He told Scott to relax, invited him and Professor Flitwick to sit down, and served them tea and snacks, starting a casual conversation.

"I think you must have heard a lot of news. Voldemort has truly been resurrected. After his first attempt to break out of prison failed, he tried again, and unfortunately, he succeeded."

"I know a lot."

Scott did not intend to reveal that he had been spying on Azkaban, as that would have exposed the fact that he had personally been to Azkaban, but he did not keep it all a secret either.

"You should know that I can command crows to do things for me, including gathering information."

Dumbledore asked with great interest, "Oh? Because of that magical raven that can grow bigger? Could you tell me more about it?"

Scott truthfully recounted Rimbaud's origins and his role.

It must be said that it was somewhat extravagant of him to use a single-use magic stone to create Rimbaud.

But both professors were able to understand his ideas.

The urgency to take one's beloved magic to the next level through this method is irresistible.

Scott continued, "Rimbaud has become the king of crows. The crows not only assist me in battle, but they are also very intelligent, so their most important role is to gather information everywhere."

Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up. "Because of Rimbaud's presence, you're spared the trouble of finding a way to communicate with the other crows."

Scott nodded.

“I suspect…” he said solemnly, “that Voldemort is hiding in Malfoy Manor.”

“I know,” Dumbledore said.

Scott didn't ask him why he didn't attack Malfoy Manor, but instead talked about Medea's situation, mainly about William.

He recounted in detail his meeting and conversation with William.

Professor Flitwick became anxious upon hearing this news.

“Oh, William, that silly boy.” He was somewhat uneasy. “Albus, we can’t let such a young man get into danger.”

Dumbledore sighed deeply. "But there's not much we can do, Philius. Don't forget, we've never been able to remove the Dark Mark from those people's hands."

Professor Flitwick's shoulders slumped immediately.

Dumbledore was interested in the communication tools that Scott had given to William.

Scott then took out two [magical phones] that he had made at the Weasleys' house, explained them to them, and gave them to the two professors.

“I’m delighted to see these imaginative ideas from young people,” Dumbledore said, poking at the mirror of the [magic phone]. “It gives me a sense of seeing a brighter future.”

Scott then explained to him his vision for the future and his existing knowledge.

Both professors were drawn to his idea.

Using magic to create television, movies, and instant messaging could truly change the lives of wizards.

Dumbledore chuckled and said, "I can't wait to see that future."

“I can’t wait to realize this vision of the future with my friends,” Scott said. “Unfortunately…”

He shook his head.