The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

After doing all that, Scott, as if possessed, also wrote down the materials needed for the bloody plunder on a piece of paper.

Looking at the headache-inducing names on the paper, Scott sighed and finally stuffed it into the drawer.

He looked at his face in the mirror and sighed again.

So handsome.

In the end, I still couldn't muster the courage to become ugly.

Chapter 438 The War of the Show-off Maniac

Professor Flitwick gave Scott a definite answer the very next day.

A potions master agreed to the deal Scott proposed.

It was Damocles Bellby, whom Professor Flitwick had specifically mentioned.

The wizard who received the Order of Merlin for inventing the wolfsbane potion.

Professor Flitwick has already given the formula to the other party.

“You don’t need to worry about Belby’s reputation, nor do you need to worry about not being able to gather the materials.”

Professor Flitwick said to Scott.

"Unlike Snape, Belby was a potion master who liked to use expensive materials. His invention of the Wolfsbane potion could not be widely promoted precisely because of its high cost."

Scott, of course, had no objection.

Although he had never met the potions master Damocles Belby and had no way of trusting him, he trusted Professor Flitwick.

Since the professor said there was no problem, Scott was relieved.

In the following days, in his spare time, Scott entered the illusion of the Mariner's Astronomical Chart many times, and finally recorded the complete star chart of the star arrangement in the illusion.

The verification of astronomical knowledge and complex calculations took another two days, and he obtained a detailed set of coordinates.

He then found the location indicated by the coordinates on the globe—

That's the Norwegian Sea, north of England, even further north than Iceland, located somewhere within the Arctic Circle.

Upon examining a more detailed map, Scott discovered that the coordinates indicated a location that did not contain an island, but rather lay in the vast ocean.

Of course, since all he could find were Muggle maps, he couldn't be sure if there really weren't any islands there.

In short, after recording the coordinates, Scott put the matter aside for the time being.

He was indeed very curious about the hidden coordinates of the Sailor's horoscope, but he was hesitant about whether to investigate.

There's only one coordinate, no other information. Even if you go, you might not get anything, and you might even fall into danger.

After all, the person who created the Sailor's Birth Chart might have had malicious intent.

But Scott did not come away empty-handed.

As he entered the illusion more often, his control over the Sailor's Astrological Chart also increased.

Unless he takes the initiative, he will no longer be passively drawn into the illusion during the process of communicating with the Sailor's Astrological Chart.

This means he can begin analyzing the magical item.

He was very interested in the principles behind the formation of illusions, and if he could obtain the corresponding magic rune circuits, it would undoubtedly greatly enrich his own tactical system.

Time flies by in this busy schedule, and more than half of August has passed.

On the morning of August 19, the day before the Quidditch World Cup final, Scott said goodbye to his parents and returned to his oak cabin in the Scottish Highlands forest using a door key.

He was met with Rimbaud's incessant complaining.

After that battle with Stryner, he "abandoned" Rimbaud in Hastings.

“You’ve complained to me about this many times before through the [Magic Phone],” Scott said helplessly.

Rimbaud, however, became even angrier.

"You won't answer my calls at all!" it shouted. "Are you taking advantage of the fact that I can't send messages!"

That's why I don't want to talk to you!

Scott thought to himself.

"Sorry, I've just been too busy."

He repeatedly surrendered, and it took him a while to appease the angry Raven King and Blackwing Lord.

Without lingering in the oak cabin, Scott tidied up and then spoke with Fred through the [Magic Mirror]. He then transformed into a peregrine falcon and flew with Rimbaud to the village of Autry St Catchpol in southern England.

They arrived above the Burrow at noon, while Rimbaud flew directly to Weasel Mountain, and Scott landed outside the garden and transformed back into human form.

In the dilapidated garden, Ron and Harry were catching goblins.

“Oh…Scott?” Harry was startled, then got bitten by the goblin in his hand. “Oh, damn it!”

He raised his hand and threw the goblin out of the garden.

"Long time no see, Harry."

Scott walked into the garden.

“Oh, long time no see.” Harry was a little embarrassed. “By the way, thank you for my birthday present, and congratulations on learning Animagus.”

"Hey, Scott!"

"Come on up!"

Fred and George peered out of the window of their third-floor room.

Scott made a gesture toward them.

"Mom said you guys have to help deal with these damn goblins too!" Ron complained loudly.

"Thank you for your hard work, little Ronnie."

"We will pay you one silver sciutto."

But Ron was not satisfied with the twins' offer. "One silver coin is far too little!"

"Then one bronze nut!"

Fred and George immediately closed the window.

"Those two bastards!" Ron gritted his teeth.

“It’s okay, the two of us can finish it,” Harry said patiently.

Scott smiled apologetically at the two boys who were working and went into the house.

After greeting Mrs. Weasley, who was busy in the kitchen, he went straight up to the third floor.

As soon as he entered, he heard Fred ask, "Genius Scott, have you received your OWL report card yet?"

George then asked, "How did the exam go?"

“Unbelievable,” Scott said, feigning surprise. “You guys actually started talking about grades.”

"Our grades made Mom a little angry."

"She thinks we won't be able to find jobs and support ourselves in the future."

"In my mother's imagination, we would have a tragic future."

"So we want to tell you."

"Don't talk about your good grades."

"Otherwise she'll get so angry she'll spank us!"

Scott laughed and said, "Because I hide my name most of the time, even owls can't find me. I've already asked Professor Flitwick to collect my report card."

Fred and George's eyes lit up at the same time.

"So that means..."

"So you still don't know your grades?"

“Of course I know,” Scott shattered their illusions. “Professor Flitwick also has a [magic phone], and by the way, I got 10 certificates.”

"Oh, you should pretend you don't know."

"Mom almost refused to let us go to the World Cup final."

“Okay,” Scott said, somewhat amused, “Just how bad are your grades?”

"Oh, it's actually not bad."

"We are very satisfied."

Fred and George both laughed.

"Each person received three certificates."

"To be honest, the fact that we even bothered to take the exam is already beyond our expectations."

"...Three?"

Scott was surprised that these two guys performed so poorly.

In his memory, these two guys were actually very smart, and their magic level was not bad either, even better than many people. The reason they had poor grades was simply because they were unwilling to do their homework seriously and were too lazy to deal with exams.

He really didn't expect that they would not only be careless in their usual exams, but also not take the OWLs exam seriously.

But Fred and George really didn't care.

“We don’t think that’s useful.”

"A few small certificates cannot represent our talent at all!"

"But Mom doesn't think so."

"After all, she wants us to work at the Ministry of Magic in the future, just like Dad."

“She doesn’t understand us at all.”

"That kind of future is too terrible for us."

Scott shrugged. "She's just worried you won't be able to support yourselves. You'll have to prove you can do just fine without those certificates."