The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“I’d like to remind you of something,” he said. “When we get back, the NEWT test will be waiting for us in seventh grade.”

Cedric added, "Sixth graders also have to take the Apparition qualification exam, oh, and of course, the end-of-year exams."

The hall became quiet.

A few seconds later, everyone burst into another round of wailing and howling.

"Oh!"

"No!"

"Ruined!"

"Damn it, why did you have to remind me!"

"This can't be real..."

Chapter 508 Night Voyage on the Black Lake, The Birth of the Tower of Babel

That afternoon, Scott and his delegation, who had traveled to France for the Triwizard Tournament, finally returned to Hogwarts.

The pointed tower pierced through the clouds and slowly descended onto the lawn near the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.

Soon, many windows in Hogwarts Castle were opened.

The students who were in class disregarded classroom discipline and crowded together, sticking their heads out of the windows.

"They're back!"

"The champions are back!"

"Oh!"

How are you?

Many people were waving in this direction.

As Scott and his companions followed Dumbledore out of the tower's doors, cheers echoed throughout the castle.

It seemed the professors had simply stopped teaching, and before long, all the students ran out of the castle.

“Go, Scott.”

Dumbledore patted Scott on the shoulder.

"Welcome the applause that belongs to you."

Don't forget this!

Roger shoved the Triwizard Tournament trophy into Scott's arms.

Everyone gathered on the lawn began to applaud enthusiastically.

Scott's gaze swept over a series of familiar faces.

"Thank you."

He held the trophy in his hands and bowed slightly.

Amidst continuous applause, he straightened up and raised the trophy in his hand.

"Victory belongs to Hogwarts!"

He shouted it out.

"Victory belongs to Hogwarts!"

Everyone joined him in shouting.

"Scott!"

Eddie moved his chubby body and ran quickly to Scott.

"congratulations!"

He enthusiastically opened his arms, took the trophy from Scott's hands, and jumped up and down with excitement, holding the trophy up with both hands.

"Oh! Let me see!"

"Don't steal it!"

The trophy was quickly snatched from his hands.

The students huddled together, all seemingly wanting to hug the trophy and enjoy themselves for a while.

Eddie couldn't squeeze into the crowd, so he spoke quietly to Scott.

"I have good news for you, Scott."

Scott gave him a questioning look.

Eddie lowered his voice, "The merchandise for the Triwizard Tournament is selling like hotcakes."

He held up his hand and made a money gesture.

"We've made a lot of money, thanks to you winning the championship. We can make even more in the future!"

"I can't believe it!"

Milton walked over, talking happily.

"We all saw your match 'live,' and no one could believe how strong you've become, Scott!"

“I knew you would be the champion, Scott.”

Luna also ran up to Scott.

“Thank you.” Scott winked at her. “The gifts you gave me before were a great help, especially the alpaca skull.”

"Oh……"

Luna understood immediately.

"So, your adventure went smoothly?"

"Yes, overall it was a close call," Scott said.

"That's good." Luna was pleased.

Then, the other students also gathered around, and it seemed that everyone was willing to chat with Scott for a few minutes.

For the rest of the Hogwarts delegation, they had been gone for more than half a year.

It's always a joy to reunite after a long separation, and everyone was chatting enthusiastically, filling the lawn with laughter.

At that moment, Dumbledore waved his wand, causing the tower to fly up and land back on the roof of the Great Hall.

He then announced to the public that a celebratory banquet would be held that evening, which once again elicited cheers.

After talking with his classmates for a while, Scott turned around and walked over to Professor Frivi, who was smiling at him.

“As a Ravenclaw, I think I’ve done a decent job, Professor,” he said to Professor Flitwick with a smile.

“Oh, of course! You’re an outstanding student at Ravenclaw!” Professor Flitwick exclaimed excitedly. “Well done, Scott!”

That evening, Hogwarts was brightly decorated, and everyone was as happy as if it were a festival.

After dinner, Scott and his roommates went back to Ravenclaw Tower, but the Weasley twins suddenly ran up and blocked their way.

“Oh, Scott.”

Fred leaned against a pillar in the corridor like a bully.

"Don't forget, there are still some things you haven't told me."

George looked at him curiously. "I heard from Fred that you were missing for a few days and came back much stronger."

Scott smiled helplessly.

"You two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't you take this opportunity to catch up and have some nice time together?"

Fred and George exchanged a glance and simultaneously made a vomiting face.

Roger suddenly reached out and put his arm around Scott's neck.

“Fred and George are right, Scott, you said you would tell us.”

"Alright alright."

Scott had no choice but to surrender.

In the past, he was afraid of implicating his friends, so he had to keep many things a secret.

But now there's no need to hide those things anymore.

One reason is that he has become powerful after undergoing a super-magic advancement.

On the other hand, it was because Medea's slumber was interrupted by him and Dumbledore.

Medea is probably busy dealing with the curse Voldemort placed on her right now, and she likely won't be causing trouble again anytime soon.

"Let's go, let's find a quiet place."

Scott turned around, gesturing for them to follow.

The group arrived at the Black Lake Wharf, located at the foot of the cliff next to the auditorium.

Scott waved his wand, enlarging a small boat moored at the dock, and stepped onto it.

After everyone was on board, he waved his wand again.

Soon, several oars sprouted from the gunwale and began to row automatically.

"Where should I begin..."

Faced with the curious gazes of the group, Scott organized his thoughts.

"Indeed, it all starts with a prophecy from Professor Trelawney..."

And so the boat drifted on the Black Lake for a long time, until Scott finished telling the story.

The other five remained silent for a while, and the atmosphere became somewhat heavy.

"What's wrong with you all?" Scott said with a smile. "I've already finished speaking, you should be satisfied now!"

“Sorry, Scott, I had no idea.”