The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

The father and daughter, Lovegood, continued their antics for quite a while before finally calming down.

“I agree, boy,” Mr. Lovegood said to Scott.

His attitude changed without reason, and the way he looked at Scott became normal again.

"Luna can go with you to St. Mungo to visit her friends, you must protect her!"

Scott readily agreed, “Of course, I will look after Luna, Mr. Lovegood.”

“Hmm, very good.” Mr. Lovegood looked Scott over a few more times, then nodded. “I appreciate you, boy, because you have been very calm and polite.”

As he spoke, he shook the magic wand in his hand again.

"By the way, I want to give you a piece of advice. If you want to become an even more outstanding genius, you should have more pure curiosity. Right now, you're too calm!"

"..."

Scott was speechless.

As expected of the editor-in-chief of "Singing the Divergence" magazine, he was able to say such contradictory things one after another without changing his expression.

"Well, did you understand what I said?" Mr. Lovegood asked, staring at Scott.

“Thank you for reminding me,” Scott replied with a smile.

“Very good.” Mr. Lovegood clapped his hands in delight. “Now, let me interview you.”

He quickly put away his wand, took out paper and pen, and began questioning Scott and the twins, asking them to recount their experiences in the World Cup final, and also asking many tricky questions.

Scott answered all his questions truthfully, including about everything he had done.

Mr. Lovegood was overjoyed and, while asking the question, he wrote down his answer with great speed.

He wasn't worried about revealing anything, because he knew very well that few people in the wizarding world would believe the news published in The Quibbler.

Generally speaking, people treat this magazine as entertainment and don't take it seriously at all.

only……

If Scott's answer merely pleased Mr. Lovegood, then the twins' answer thoroughly excited him.

Unlike Scott's truthful answers, Fred and George were just as fond of embellishing things as Eddie, even turning a mundane incident into a dramatic and entertaining tale.

In short, the three like-minded people quickly and happily gathered together, with the twins ignoring Scott and Mr. Lovegood ignoring Luna.

"I didn't expect the situation to be so urgent."

Luna, who had also listened to Scott's story, said with some emotion.

“There’s no way around it, he’s the Dark Lord.” Scott shrugged. “Just facing him takes a lot of courage.”

But Luna doesn't seem to be interested in that.

“Oh, I’m more interested in the ‘magic phone’ you mentioned,” she said enthusiastically. “You gave your invention, the ‘magic phone,’ to Dumbledore so you could contact him promptly, right?”

Scott understood immediately, took out a shapeshifting lizard skin bag from his pocket, took out a small mirror, which was actually a completed [magic phone], and handed it to Luna.

"It was meant to be yours anyway."

"Oh, thank you."

Luna happily reached out and took it.

"First, input your magic to activate it..."

Scott began to guide her on how to use the method.

Luna seemed to be having a great time, even trying to text Scott face-to-face and video call him.

After a while, Mr. Lovegood, finally satisfied with the twins, came over, separated the two who were huddled together, and took Luna home.

As he left, Mr. Lovegood turned back and glared at Scott several times, showing no trace of his earlier admiration.

After the father and daughter left, Fred and George burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Oh, it's unbelievable, George!"

“I know, Fred, I’m glad to see that Mr. Lovegood has finally found his nemesis!”

The two looked extremely gloating.

"A man who calmly faced all his crazy actions."

"Someone who wants to kidnap his precious daughter."

"He's practically the biggest enemy in his life!"

As they spoke, the two even tried to reenact the conversation between Luna and Mr. Lovegood, attempting to recreate the scene where Mr. Lovegood was struck down by Luna's bluntness.

However, the two not only failed to perform successfully, but also ended up "fighting" each other.

Their biggest disagreement came over the issue of role allocation, with neither Fred nor George willing to play Luna and call the other "Dad".

Scott glanced speechlessly at the two brothers rolling around on the grass, not interfering in their affectionate moment, and walked back to his humble abode despite his aching body.

The next morning, not long after Scott got up, Luna came to the Weasleys' house.

Upon hearing that they were going to visit Roger, not only the twins but also Harry volunteered to join them on their trip.

Afterwards, the group of five arrived at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries in London via the fireplace in their home.

The atmosphere inside the hospital was somewhat tense, and the therapists coming and going were clearly very busy.

"Merlin, there are too many patients. I haven't slept a wink all night!"

"Seriously, they're all injured from being trampled in the crowd. There's only one patient who's been harmed by the curse!"

Scott only realized that the evacuation of people from the stadium last night had not gone as smoothly as he had imagined when he overheard two passing therapists casually complaining.

"The Spell Damage Department is on the fifth floor."

After asking the front desk, they went straight to the fifth floor and found Roger's ward.

As soon as Scott entered, he saw Roger lying in bed, seemingly asleep, with Mr. Davis and Eddie by his bedside.

"Scott."

The moment Mr. Davis saw Scott, he stood up, walked over, and shook his hand tightly.

“Oh, Scott, I don’t know how to thank you. Eddie told me that the crow that saved us was yours.”

Scott smiled and said, "You're too kind, Uncle Davis. How's Roger?"

“He’s fine.” Mr. Davis turned to look at Roger on the hospital bed. “The therapist says he’s recovering; the slumber is helping to heal his mind.”

Scott nodded. "That's good. I was worried that he would suffer the consequences."

“It’s alright.” Mr. Davis waved his hand. “As long as there are no aftereffects, it’s nothing for a man to suffer.”

Scott smiled and introduced the others who had come with him to visit Roger.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Davis…”

Harry immediately started apologizing.

"Stop!" Mr. Davis smiled helplessly, stopping Harry's apology. "I've heard enough apologies."

He pointed to Eddie, who was sitting silently by the hospital bed with his head down.

“Anyway, you should go and talk to Eddie,” he said to Scott. “I’ve already told him it wasn’t his fault, but he’s been feeling guilty and won’t go home. He just wants to stay here.”

Scott had already noticed Eddie's unusual behavior, and upon hearing what Mr. Davis said, he took the opportunity to walk up to him.

"Hey, this isn't like you, Eddie. When did you become such a quiet person?"

"Scott..."

Eddie slowly raised his head.

His face looked extremely haggard, with puffy eye bags and large dark circles under his eyes. It seemed as if the fat on his face had shrunk overnight.

"You bastard..."

Scott patted him on the shoulder.

“You don’t need to try to persuade me,” Eddie said, remaining relatively calm. “I know it wasn’t my fault.”

Isn't that obvious?

Scott was a little confused as to why Mr. Davis wanted him to persuade this guy.

“But I still feel guilty,” Eddie said. “I was so scared that I couldn’t even speak.”

Even though I understand it wasn't your fault, you still feel guilty.

Although Scott didn't ask any further questions, he roughly understood his mindset.

He asked softly, "Because you experienced that fear, despair, and helplessness, you feel excessively weak and regret not having tried harder to become stronger?"

“You’re right.” Eddie nodded and forced a smile.

“You’re overthinking it.” Scott patted him on the shoulder again. “You’re a year younger than me, and you usually get excellent grades.”

Eddie shook his head again. "Those are not excuses. I know I've been lazy, and this incident has made me realize the reality of the situation. If we can't restore peace to the wizarding world, none of our grand money-making plans will ever come true."

"So you're going to have to work harder?"

Eddie clenched his fist. "To realize my media empire as soon as possible, I must clear away all obstacles in my way!"

Scott laughed.

It seems this kid doesn't need any persuasion at all.

Chapter 445 Visiting Lovegood's House

Since Roger remained unconscious, Scott and his men couldn't stay at St. Mungo any longer. After checking on Roger's condition, they returned to the Burrow.

"I'll walk you home."

After coming out of the fireplace, Scott said to Luna.

"it is good."

Luna nodded.

The two walked out of the humble dwelling together, with Fred and George's loud banter coming from behind them.