The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott also sensed that something was amiss.

At this moment, Eddie sat up and said, "I was thinking, should we go check out the classical music club?"

Scott thought about it and decided it would be a good idea to go.

He also wanted to experience what kind of magic the music possessed.

However, just as he was about to nod in agreement, Milton suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

“Oh, Milton. We were just about to come find you,” Eddie said.

"What's wrong?" Milton looked somewhat listless.

“Because you’ve never come back this late before,” Scott said.

"Feel sorry."

Milton sat down on the bedside, looking exhausted, and said, "I've been revising that piece, you know, I want to turn it into a symphony."

“Are you sure there’s really nothing wrong with that piece?” Scott walked up to him and said. “Milton, you look a bit off.”

Milton shook his head. "It's nothing, I'm just too tired."

Scott continued to look at him.

Milton mustered his spirits and said excitedly, "Soon, Scott! We'll be able to rehearse that piece soon, and you must come and hear it!"

“Okay, I’m looking forward to it,” Scott said.

He turned around and exchanged a glance with Eddie, then shook his head almost imperceptibly.

He couldn't sense anything unusual from Milton's magic.

……

Chapter 076 Is this the so-called price of magic?

That evening, Roger and Milton got into an argument because of a disagreement.

Roger always believed that Milton should not indulge in music of dubious origin, and that the members of the classical music club had lost their basic vigilance.

Milton accused Roger of deliberately taking Caccini Strozzi on a date while the classical music club was busy rehearsing, as this would delay their progress.

The result, of course, was that neither of them could convince the other.

Scott and Eddie tried to persuade him, but it didn't seem to work.

Roger and Milton began a cold war.

Scott got up very early the next day.

He left his dormitory before his roommates woke up, climbed down the Ravenclaw Tower, and took a walk in the morning light at Hogwarts.

As he passed through the corridor below the school hospital, he immediately heard the voice of the doll [Harry Potter].

The doll repeated Dobby and Harry's conversation from the previous night in a slightly mechanical voice.

Dobby was unaware that the matter of the diary had been resolved.

It was busy serving the Malfoy family and didn't receive any news.

It always believed that the "savior" was still in the danger it imagined, and it wanted to get Harry out of Hogwarts in its own way.

Finally, Harry had to angrily repeat the facts many times before Dobby reluctantly believed that the matter had been resolved. The diary also fell into the hands of the most powerful wizard of the century.

Hogwarts is safe now.

After listening to Porter's report, Scott smiled and walked away from the area.

At the same time, his inner unease and anxiety subsided somewhat.

Scott spent the next few days peacefully. Apart from the awkward atmosphere in the dormitory caused by Roger and Milton not speaking to each other, nothing else happened to disturb his Transfiguration research.

Scott has thoroughly perfected the character of Raven Rimbaud over the past few days.

Unlike the simple Porter doll, Rimbaud's design is much more detailed.

Scott even developed feelings for the raven he created while writing the setting.

On Friday afternoon, when no one was in his dormitory, he began this important attempt at transformation.

The material he chose for transformation was still the one he was most familiar with, and the material used for his wand: a piece of ebony.

He would be particularly adept at using this type of wood to perform transformations.

Scott placed a piece of ebony, about the size of a raven, on the table and waved his wand.

The wooden block was transformed into a raven wood carving.

Then, he mentally reviewed the fictional life story he had created for Rimbaud, and raised his wand.

He chanted incantations loudly, his arms waving firmly along a specific trajectory.

Then everything went black before his eyes, and he instantly lost consciousness.

When Scott opened his eyes again, he saw the ceiling of the school hospital ward.

He first checked his physical condition and found that he felt weak all over and had no energy at all.

Is this what Dumbledore meant by the price of using magic?

When he used Transfiguration to create the ordinary raven that flew into the Forbidden Forest and Little Potter, he didn't seem to have any difficulty...

"Scott, what exactly did you do?" a familiar voice asked from the side. "Mrs. Pomfrey said you were completely exhausted and it almost affected your health."

Scott turned his head and saw Roger sitting beside the hospital bed.

“Eddie went to pack some food for you,” he told Scott.

"Thank you."

Scott blinked, snapping out of his daze.

He asked, "Who was the first to find me unconscious in the dorm room?"

“It’s me,” Roger said. “You gave me quite a fright, buddy! I even skipped Quidditch practice today to bring you to the school hospital.”

“I’d like to ask, what was around me when you found me?” Scott asked again.

He wanted to know if his transformation had been successful.

You mean this crow?

Roger reached out and placed a raven wood carving next to Scott's pillow.

Has it failed?

Scott felt a wave of disappointment.

"When I got back to my dorm, the raven was still calling your name, in English!"

Roger added.

"But it quickly turned into a wood carving."

It seems to have been a success.

Scott smirked.

At that moment, Eddie walked into the ward carrying a covered plate.

"Scott, you're awake!"

He walked to the bedside, placed the plate he was carrying on the small table, then turned around and asked him, "Is there anything to be happy about?"

“Of course,” Scott said happily. “My Transfiguration skills have improved.”

"That counts?"

Roger looked on with a big puzzled expression.

"Oh, Scott. You've exhausted all your energy just to get a wooden raven to say a few words of English?"

"..."

Scott was somewhat speechless.

Now that Roger put it that way, it does seem quite plausible.

Forget it.

Scott sighed inwardly; he didn't want to explain the specifics of Raven Rimbaud for the time being.

Fortunately, Roger didn't say anything more, and instead started talking about Milton.

“You two should admit it, Milton is really acting strange right now,” he said with displeasure. “If it were before, he wouldn’t have stopped coming here to see Scott.”

“Milton also knew about my coma?” Scott asked him.

Eddie, standing to the side, preemptively told Scott a cruel truth: "The whole school knows, Scott, Roger brought you here using a levitation charm."

“You mean…” Scott was incredulous, his face even changing instantly, “I floated through most of the castle while I was unconscious?”

Eddie shrugged at him.

“Roger!” Scott turned and stared intently at Roger.

"Sorry, buddy, I don't have any other choice either," Roger said, suppressing a laugh.

"..."

Scott had mixed feelings.

"Alright, don't worry, everyone will forget about this soon!"

Roger offered a dry word of comfort and then set up the small table next to the hospital bed.

“Eat something first.” He handed Scott the cutlery. “Mrs. Pomfrey said you need to replenish your energy!”

"Thanks……"

Scott was indeed hungry, so he casually thanked him and sat up to eat without any pretense.

Just then, Harry and his two friends walked into the ward.

"Are you alright, Scott?"