The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

When Rimbaud is hiding in the shadows, he is easily overlooked, but if you look closely, you can still find some clues.

Even if the effect wasn't great, the technique of nesting multiple magic runes was still very difficult. If Scott hadn't had the one-time use magic stone at the time, he would definitely have failed.

Scott later achieved this through his own abilities.

The result was that water-attribute sailfish, which combined [Water Prison] and [Water Blade] together.

Of course, the reason he was able to do this was because the two sets of magic rune circuits had the same attributes and used many of the same ancient magic runes. The difficulty of embedding them was actually not high, and even lower than the two effects on Rimbaud.

Scott turned to the page in his notebook where Edgar Allan Poe designed the Fire Raven.

He wanted the Fire Raven to also have the [Swift Flight] skill, and in addition, the [Fire Ring] skill could also be incorporated into it.

After writing down his goal on a piece of paper, Scott took out a new piece of parchment and began designing nested diagrams for three different rune circuits.

For the experiment, he cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the ink.

In this way, the ink will contain a slight amount of magic, which will cause a slight reaction in the magical circuits he writes, and can be used to verify whether the design is successful.

Because the reaction is very slight, it does not cause damage, making it a verification method that is both intuitive and safe.

Of course, he can also use the blood of magical creatures, which also contain magic.

But animal blood is far less effective than his own; only his own blood can produce a more sensitive response to his own magic.

Scott's first attempt quickly failed.

The interlocking magical circuits collapsed instantly under the influence of magic, and the parchment was torn apart by an invisible force.

Scott calmly took out a new piece of parchment and began another attempt.

After he had shredded more than a dozen parchments, the difficulty of embedding these three sets of magic runes had become exceptionally clear in his mind.

The next step is to try different permutations and combinations of the known conditions and find the most suitable one.

But Scott didn't need to resort to the cumbersome method of trying each one individually—that would be too time-consuming. He had a simpler approach for this type of problem—

Arithmetic divination.

With all the known information, arithmetic divination will tell him the one and only correct answer.

Scott picked up his wand and waved it gently, leaving a string of golden numbers in the air.

Scott has also made significant progress in the magical art of arithmetic divination, having simplified some of the steps.

Numbers scroll, change, collide, and disappear, leaving only one answer in the end.

Scott closed his eyes and deciphered the answer.

When he opened his eyes, he began to write furiously on the parchment.

After repeating the arithmetic divination several times, Scott modified all the previously failed nodes in the design.

Soon, a new design was completed, and as Scott channeled magic into the rune circuit, the parchment began to slowly ignite.

This signifies the successful design of the magic rune circuit nested image.

He changed to a new bottle of ink, rewrote the design, and then put it away.

Next up is the redesign of the sailfish.

The combination of [Water Prison] and [Water Blade] allows the sailfish to move freely in dry places and its attacks are not weak, but its weakness is that it can only move in straight lines.

Therefore, Scott decided to add another "skill" to it: stealth.

In his vision, when the sailfish activates [Stealth], its body merges with the water in the [Water Prison], making it impossible for the enemy to determine the direction of its attack.

Time slips away in the midst of busyness.

Once Scott had become familiar with Apparition casting and successfully designed the Sailfish rune circuit inlay, the time for the second round of the competition had arrived.

February 24th was the day the second round of the three-way battle was held as scheduled.

Early that morning, the three warriors arrived at the woods where the brewery was located, collected the single malt whisky they had brewed, and then headed to the venue for the competition.

To prevent anyone from secretly replacing their own brewed whisky with purchased single malt whisky, the entire process was supervised by Mr. Jolly, a member of the judging panel.

"Warriors, now, present your spoils!"

Mr. Jolly stood in front of the cabin and spoke loudly to Scott and his two companions.

The three nodded, went into the wooden house, and came out each carrying a barrel of wine.

“Very good, now we should get going,” Mr. Jolly added. “The audience must be eagerly waiting!”

They walked out of the woods and boarded the carriage that was parked outside.

The carriage took off, passing over castles and manors, and soon arrived at the venue for this round of the competition—Pegasus Ranch.

That is, the ranch surrounded by mountains where Beauxbatons raised the divine horse.

By this time, several viewing platforms had been erected on the edge of the ranch. These platforms, similar to the stands of a Quidditch stadium, were already filled with spectators.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the second round of this Triwizard Tournament!"

Mr. Jolly, who was the first to get off the bus, couldn't wait to use his loud voice magic to greet the audience.

Amidst enthusiastic cheers, Mr. Jolly first presented the audience with the leaderboards for the three warriors.

"First, second in the standings, from Beauxbatons, is the Warrior, Fleur Delacour, with 43 points!"

The leaderboard was prominently displayed at the edge of the ranch, showing the corresponding scores as Mr. Jolly announced them.

"Tie for second place, Scott Trolop, a warrior from Hogwarts, with 43 points!"

Scott's points announcement caused an uproar.

Many viewers were puzzled as to why Scott, who had previously come in first place, had 5 points deducted.

Mr. Jolly quickly explained loudly, "Because Mr. Trollope had a conflict with them after the match, the referee team unanimously decided to deduct 5 points as a penalty!"

Although his explanation was somewhat vague, it successfully quieted the audience down.

Ultimately, these French viewers didn't care why Scott, a British student, was penalized; as long as there was a reason, they would have preferred to deduct even more points.

Inside the carriage, the three people who had not yet disembarked remained silent.

Krum suddenly spoke up.

“That’s unfair,” he said. “That incident has nothing to do with the game.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Furong.

Furong's face instantly turned ugly, as if she had been punched in the face.

“This is not something I can decide,” she said coldly. “Besides, Professor Hartman was the first to agree to Mr. Jolly’s proposal.”

Just then, Mr. Jolly announced loudly, "Finally, the current leader in the standings is the warrior from Durmstrang, Viktor Krum!"

Krum's face instantly darkened.

“I’m sorry,” he said to Scott. “I’ve always felt that a game is a game, and nothing else should be mixed in.”

Scott smiled. "Don't worry about it. It was a decision made by all members of the judging panel, including Professor Dumbledore."

"Now, let's welcome our three warriors to the stage!"

Mr. Jolly began to urge them to get off the bus.

"Let's go, don't let what has already happened affect us."

Scott lifted the carriage curtain and jumped down first.

He waved his wand, sending his enormous barrel flying to his side, and then waved to the audience where the Hogwarts students were.

It wasn't that he had exceptionally good eyesight, but rather that his companions were holding up a huge banner, which he spotted immediately.

[Scott Trolop!]

[England's piercing hero!]

[Go for it! Victory!]

These large characters were shining brightly on the blue banner.

After getting off the bus, Fleur and Krum both saw the Hogwarts banner and couldn't help but give Scott a strange look.

Scott shrugged, unconcerned about the bloody nickname.

At this moment, Mr. Jolly, who was standing in front of them, said loudly again: "Next, let's welcome the warriors' partners for this round of the competition!"

He pointed to one side.

Three enormous rune horses, led by a sorcerer, strode over with elegant steps.

"They are the strongest horses in Pegasus Ranch!"

Mr. Joley introduced the event to the audience.

"Mr. Trolop's partner, Pegasus!"

"Crysaor, chosen by Mr. Krum!"

"As beautiful as Miss Delacour, Hippocrates!"

Guided by the sorcerer, the three divine steeds walked up to the three warriors and stopped.

Scott looked up at his partner and confirmed through his magical senses that this was indeed the horse he had chosen.

"Hello, Pegasus, I'm Scott."

Scott greeted the horse.

Pegasus's bright red eyes met Scott's, his gaze filled with spirituality.

It seemed to be looking down on Scott, showing no intention of getting close to him.

Chrysaor and Hippocrates, standing nearby, were also scrutinizing Krum and Fleur.

Mr. Jolly continued to push the game forward, announcing loudly, "Now, the warriors will bring out their homemade wine to treat their partners!"

Scott began to open the lid of the barrel.

"Only by offering the finest whisky can they win the horses' favor!"

Mr. Jolly kept talking.

"If their brew is too bad, they'll likely lose a good partner, putting them at a disadvantage in the upcoming matches!"