The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“It’s a pact with the great ancient alchemist, Lady Ravenclaw,” Professor Russell said.

“A Ravenclaw tutor?” Scott asked in surprise. “I’ve never heard of him.”

During his time in Beauxbatons, although not frequently, he did interact with the portrait of his Ravenclaw mentor.

But the Ravenclaw instructor did not mention this.

Professor Russell said, "After the first round of the competition, I learned about the existence of the Ravenclaw portrait during a conversation with Dunn Albus."

Scott remembered that he was the one who asked Professor Russell to ask Dumbledore.

But he didn't expect that Dumbledore would directly tell him about the existence of the portrait of Ravenclaw's mentor.

“Augustus wants to discuss alchemy with Lady Ravenclaw,” Dumbledore told Scott.

“I am seeking your advice,” Professor Russell said. “According to family records, Lady Ravenclaw went further in alchemy than most alchemists.”

Dumbledore did not refute him, but said, "I conveyed Augustus's request to Lady Ravenclaw, and she proposed the conditions for him to help you."

Scott then understood the whole story.

So it was because of the Ravenclaw instructor, no wonder...

This also explains why Professor Russell, who seems indifferent to most things, would get involved in today's troubles.

Scott had always had doubts; even if Professor Russell's star pupil Lucio was involved, he didn't need to go to that extent.

"But I'm still very grateful to you, Professor Russell."

In any case, the help was genuine.

If Professor Russell, whose family background was comparable to, or even surpassed, Girard's, hadn't made his stance clear, Professor Girard probably wouldn't have been so easily dealt with.

So Scott still thanked him.

Professor Russell nodded again and said, "I'm here to see Ms. Ravenclaw."

"Of course, no problem, since it was promised by our Ravenclaw instructor."

As Scott spoke, he pulled the blank picture frame, the size of a photograph, from the deformed lizard skin pouch at his waist, and then drew his wand.

He tapped the picture frame with his wand and called to Ravenclaw.

The blank frame was quickly filled with color, and the dignified and beautiful figure of Ravenclaw emerged.

"tutor."

Scott placed the picture frame on the table and then quietly explained the current situation.

“I understand.” Ravenclaw nodded gently.

She made no comment on Scott's behavior, but instead looked directly at Professor Russell who was standing to the side.

Professor Russell had already stood up from the sofa.

His usually calm and collected gaze underwent a dramatic change, and he looked at the Ravenclaw in the painting with utmost respect.

"Hello, esteemed Madam Ravenclaw, I am Augustus Russell."

He spoke fluent English while gracefully performing a wizard's salute.

“Hello, Russell,” Ravenclaw in the painting smiled slightly. “Thank you for taking care of my apprentice.”

“It is my honor,” Professor Russell said politely.

That concludes the pleasantries.

Professor Russell then took two steps forward and eagerly began discussing alchemy with Ravenclaw.

"Respected lady, I have several alchemical questions that have been troubling me, and I hope to hear your answers here..."

At first, Scott listened with great interest and was very curious about what they were talking about.

But as their conversation deepened, Scott gradually fell behind.

Although he could understand many words, he couldn't understand what they were actually saying.

The two spoke at a rapid pace, using many alchemical terms and abbreviations, which Scott found completely incomprehensible.

Since he couldn't understand and didn't dare to disturb him, he simply took a few steps back and stood aside.

When he saw Dumbledore listening with great interest, he couldn't help but think to himself that Dumbledore was indeed a true master of alchemy.

The exchange lasted a long time, until night fell, and it finally ended with Professor Russell's reluctance to part.

Ravenclaw said, "Roselle, you are a rare alchemical genius. You can come and talk to me anytime while Scott stays in Beauxbatons."

"Thank you for your generosity, esteemed Madam Ravenclaw. In return, I will ensure the safety of your apprentice in Beauxbatons."

Finally, Professor Russell left with a satisfied smile.

After he left, Scott solemnly thanked his mentor.

“It was just a small favor,” Ravenclaw said. “Grow up faster, my apprentice.”

She nodded to Dumbledore again, and then disappeared from the frame.

Over the next few days, Scott and his team returned to their normal routine.

The Christmas holidays have arrived, and the first semester of this school year has come to an end.

Even though students were no longer in class, they didn't leave because they were going to the Christmas ball, and the campus of Beauxbatons was still very lively.

only……

The previous events were not without impact.

Although Waldo has not reappeared, his henchmen seem to be terrified by Scott and are secretly spreading rumors about his brutality.

In the first round of the Triwizard Tournament, Scott was the best performer among the three warriors. He was always very popular, and many of Beauxbatons' students would greet him.

But now his popularity has plummeted, and far fewer people will greet him. The students in Beauxbatons have even secretly given him a nickname.

"English piercing doctor".

When Lucio secretly told Scott about the nickname, he couldn't stop laughing.

"They say you chained Waldo with thorny chains, leaving him covered in blood. Then you made him suffer ten times being pierced by stakes, causing him unbearable pain."

"..."

Scott was speechless.

Those people overestimate Waldo.

If he really made Waldo experience being impaled by a stake ten times, would that guy even survive?

"Everyone thinks you're imitating Vlad III. Even more terrifying than Vlad III."

Lucio even patted Scott on the shoulder in a mock manner.

"Don't worry about it, buddy, that's how rumors are—they don't make any sense."

Scott looked at him with dead fish eyes.

If the kid hadn't been laughing so hard he was shaking, he might have thought he was genuinely trying to comfort him.

Unsurprisingly, this inexplicable nickname also reached the ears of the other members of the Hogwarts delegation, and then through them it spread to Hogwarts headquarters.

"He's here! Vlad IV, the Impaler of England!"

Fred often did this kind of silly thing.

Even when Scott threatened to impale him on a stake, he was happy to do so.

In addition, Scott's brewing work began in the saccharification process before Christmas.

This step is not easy either.

First, Scott needs to grind the processed malt into malt powder.

Next, mix the malt powder with warm water and put it into the saccharification tank, allowing the saccharification reaction to occur naturally.

The difficulty in the saccharification process lies in controlling the temperature and time; too high a temperature or too long a time will affect the quality of the wort.

While continuing his brewing work, Scott also remembered to prepare Christmas gifts for his friends.

He borrowed Lucio's mail-order list, selected some gifts with French characteristics, and ordered all the Christmas gifts by mail.

At that time, the shop will pack the gifts according to the address he left and send them directly to his friends.

He only needs to pay a service fee of a few Galleons for this.

Seeing Scott's approach, the rest of the Hogwarts delegation followed suit and obtained their gifts in the same way.

Christmas is just around the corner amidst all the hustle and bustle.

Scott was first greeted with a surprise the day before Christmas.

Professor Flitwick personally came to Beauxbatons and brought him the best Christmas gift—

The magic-enhancing potion that has already been made.

Professor Flitwick told him, "Making potions is extremely difficult. Even a potion master like Damocles Belby didn't succeed on his first try."

At this moment, they were sitting on the top floor of the tower, in Dumbledore's room.

Scott was holding a bottle of potion in his hand.

The crystal bottle containing the potion was small, only about the thickness of a thumb. The potion inside was a vivid, blood-red color, exceptionally beautiful, and shimmered with a ruby-like luster.

"Oh, so this is the magic-enhancing potion that Lady Ravenclaw gave you?" Dumbledore looked curiously at the potion in Scott's hand. "Try it and let's see how it works."

Scott nodded, peeled off the wax seal on the bottle, pulled out the cork, tilted his head back, and drank the blood-red potion in one gulp.

Soon, he felt a blazing fire appear inside his body, spreading from his abdominal cavity to his internal organs and limbs.

An unbearable heat filled every blood vessel, every nerve, and even every cell.

"Um……"

Scott gritted his teeth, but couldn't help letting out a muffled groan.

"Oh, Scott, how are you? Are you alright?"

Professor Flitwick asked with concern.

Scott shook his head.