The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"You've broken quite a few school rules, Scott."

Scott sat up and looked at Dumbledore, who was wearing a bathrobe.

"I'm sorry, Professor," he apologized obediently.

He was somewhat annoyed; he had been so focused on Ginny's name that he had overlooked Dumbledore's movements.

Moreover, he was so tense at that moment that he didn't even carefully perceive the magic of the person who came.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

Like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow.

Dumbledore smiled at him, then looked up at the two dark figures in the air. "I think you need to put the two Weasleys down first, otherwise they are very likely to catch a cold."

He casually waved his hand and untied the ropes binding Scott.

Scott stood up and gave an awkward smile.

Two eagle cries echoed from afar, and two giant eagles descended from the sky, landing once again atop the tower.

Their broad wings flapped powerfully, creating a whirlwind.

Scott waved his wand twice immediately after they put the twins down, turning them back into old school desks.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the other old desk by the door that had just turned into a bull.

“Excellent Transfiguration, Scott,” Dumbledore said admiringly. “I have never seen a young wizard your age who can wield Transfiguration so skillfully.”

"Thank you for your compliment, Professor."

Scott straightened his disheveled clothes and then said to Dumbledore in a solemn tone, "I don't know if you are already aware of what we have been doing these past two days, Professor. I would like to say that we may have found the 'Slytherin successor'."

“I must say, a very creative approach, Scott.”

Dumbledore offered another compliment.

"I've been following this matter closely these past few days, regarding the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin."

Behind the half-moon shaped glasses, a pair of blue eyes looked at Scott curiously.

"The method you used is something I never thought of."

He winked playfully.

"Or rather, most wizards wouldn't think of such a simple, fun, and useful method."

Scott shook his head. "It's just a little bit of cleverness."

He glanced down at the twins, his expression conflicted.

It was impossible for Dumbledore not to see that he had cast a stun spell on the twins.

But this action, which he considered reasonable, had a premise: he discovered that their target was the Weasleys' youngest daughter, the twin sister.

To explain this, he would have to reveal the Marauder's Map to Dumbledore.

Although he didn't care, Marauder's Map was ultimately a twin version of the same thing.

Although its origins are not entirely legitimate.

At this moment, Dumbledore waved his hand, waking the twins.

The twins were immediately dumbfounded when they opened their eyes.

"Oh!"

Merlin!

The two of them stared wide-eyed at Dumbledore, unable to utter a word.

“Gentlemen,” Dumbledore said kindly, “I think what you need most right now is to go back and get a good night’s sleep.”

Scott looked at him in surprise.

"You don't need to get involved in the rest. The professors and I will take care of those problems."

Dumbledore looked at them with a smile.

"Once this matter is resolved, I will invite you all for afternoon tea, and then we can have a proper chat."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to walk towards the wooden door.

“Professor!” Scott said, “those negatives…”

“Oh, don’t worry, Scott.” Dumbledore turned his head and winked. “Even though I’m over a hundred years old, I still have a great curiosity about new things.”

……

Chapter 064 Scott's Story Time

It wasn't until Dumbledore left that George and Fred came to their senses.

"What's going on..."

Fred stared blankly at his surroundings and said in a dreamy tone.

Were we sleepwalking?

George climbed out of his sleeping bag and shivered as the cold wind blew through him.

"Hey! What's going on here, Scott!" He walked up to Scott with a somewhat comical expression. "This...is the Astronomy Tower?"

“That’s right.” Scott grinned, revealing his teeth. “Congratulations, Fred and George! You two are geniuses! You actually learned Apparition in your sleep!”

After saying that, he stretched out his hands and clapped a few times in a mock manner.

George stared wide-eyed at Scott. After a few seconds, he slowly turned to look at Fred, who was walking towards him.

He said indignantly, "Fred, this man is treating us like fools! But it's obvious that even Ron wouldn't believe such nonsense!"

Fred shrugged. "Perhaps Mr. Trollope thinks he has a good sense of humor?"

“What exactly happened?” George wrapped his arms around Scott’s shoulders, gripping his neck tightly, and asked in a threatening tone, “How did we end up in the Astronomy Tower while we were asleep? And what’s Dumbledore doing here?”

Fred coughed twice and looked at him with a serious expression. "You'd better tell the truth, Mr. Trollope."

"I'll talk, I'll talk."

Scott broke free from George's arm, plopped down on the ground, and pulled out the crumpled Marauder's Map from his pocket.

He straightened the map, spread it on the ground, and gestured for the twins to look at it with him.

The twins also sat down on the ground and joined in.

George took out his wand, cast a light-up spell, and then exclaimed in surprise.

"What's going on?" he asked, puzzled. "It's not just Dumbledore, but also Professor Flitwick and that old bat Snape, they're all in the Headmaster's office!"

“Professor McGonagall went to the Gryffindor common room!” Fred said.

Then, his tone immediately changed, "No! How could that be? Ginny and Professor McGonagall are together!"

"Could it be that our little sister also learned to sneak around at night and then got caught by Professor McGonagall?" George looked at Scott with a questioning gaze, but his expression was somewhat uneasy.

"Well done, Ginny! You truly are our little sister!"

Fred didn't think much of it; he seemed quite happy.

"It's a shame we got caught. But it's okay, the first time is never perfect. We got caught by Filch back in our first year!"

“Shut up, you idiot!” George shoved him, then looked at Scott again. “This isn’t right! What do you know, Scott?”

“Don’t worry, George. Don’t forget Dumbledore is here,” Scott could only say. “Ginny will be alright.”

"What are you talking about?" Fred asked, looking at George's darkening face.

"What exactly happened?"

George's face turned pale, and he suddenly raised his voice.

"Who moved us from the third floor to here? Why didn't we feel anything during the process?"

“It’s me,” Scott said.

George became unusually serious. He seemed to have sensed something and stared into Scott's eyes, asking, "Why did you do this, Scott?"

Scott chose to be blunt: "If you wake up, I think you'll rush over to Ginny, but that's too dangerous."

"Danger?"

George and Fred both became anxious.

I have to go find Ginny!

George quickly stood up.

"What's wrong with Ginny?!"

Fred also stood up.

“Ginny’s alright,” Scott reassured her.

He clapped his hands, gesturing for them to sit down, and then pointed to the Marauder's Map.

“Ginny is fine now, she’s already at the principal’s office. It’s safe there, isn’t it? Sit down, I’ll tell you what I know.”

These two guys will find out about this eventually anyway, so he has no reason to keep it from them.

“You’re an asshole!” George hesitated for two seconds, said with dissatisfaction, and sat down again.

Fred could only sit down and asked anxiously, "Was Ginny kidnapped by the Heir during her night out and then rescued by Dumbledore?"

"No," he said again, "She was definitely in the dorm just now!"

“Listen to me,” Scott waved his hand.

He organized his thoughts, figuring out how to talk to the twins, before slowly beginning.

"...When I first saw Ginny on the Marauder's Map, I thought she was just following your example and couldn't sleep, so she came out for a night stroll."

"There was only her name on the map, no one else, so I didn't pay attention to it. I think she might want to enjoy a solo trip to Hogwarts late at night."

“You’re mistaken, Scott.” Fred frowned. “Ginny is different from us. I don’t think she’s that keen on night outings.”

"Don't interrupt!" George glared at him, and Fred immediately shut up.