The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“I heard about what happened last night from Harry. You did something amazing again.”

Scott walked over to him and looked out the window as well.

"It was mainly thanks to the help of that important person, and I was a bit reckless, which almost led to the worst possible outcome."

Perhaps his previous success made him a little arrogant.

Scott, who had already reflected on his actions, reflected on them again.

"But the result was good."

Dumbledore smiled.

“Harry, the kid can finally grow up freely, and this old man can finally breathe a sigh of relief.”

Scott said, "I'm here to ask for leave, Professor."

"Ask for leave……"

Dumbledore turned to look at him, not too surprised.

When do we depart?

"tomorrow."

"Hopefully you can come back before NEWT."

"I will."

After reaching an agreement with Dumbledore, Scott went to see Professor Flitwick.

After the detailed discussion, Professor Flitwick did not stop him.

“Go, Scott. I have a feeling you will achieve something like never before.”

With Professor Flitwick's blessing, Scott returned to the Ravenclaw Tower and informed Helena and the Ravenclaw tutor in the painting.

That evening, the celebration dinner was very lively.

Everyone at Hogwarts gathered together, including Professors Victor and Trelawney, who rarely made an appearance.

The Classical Music Club and the Toad Choir collaborated once again to deliver a wonderful performance.

Scott showed no unusual behavior, and instead ate, drank, laughed, and made a ruckus with his classmates.

The next morning, while his three roommates were still asleep, Scott left the dorm room alone.

He went to the common room and found that, in addition to Helena who was waiting for him as planned, Luna was also there.

"Good morning, Scott."

"Luna?"

Luna, with her long hair down, was wearing a nightgown and curled up on the sofa with her knees drawn up to her chest.

Seeing Scott come down the stairs, she jumped off the sofa and stepped barefoot onto the carpet.

“Luna has been waiting for you for a while,” Helena said with a smile. “She said she wanted to see you off.”

“I thought this step was completed yesterday,” Scott smiled at Luna.

Luna shook her head. "No, someone should see you off as you embark on your adventure."

"Thank you."

Scott didn't know what to say.

Are you leaving?

Luna smoothed her hair.

"Ah."

"Well... goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Everything will be fine."

You're right.

Scott opened a portal to the alternate dimension of the Eye of Odin, allowing Helena to enter.

Then, he waved to Luna, activated the silver snake necklace, and disappeared into the thin morning light.

Upon arriving in Ravenland, Scott had Rimbaud enter the Eye of Odin's alternate dimension as well. Afterward, Rimbaud changed into Muggle clothes and Apparated to London.

In London, Scott first obtained a visa, and then began a large-scale shopping spree.

First, they stockpiled a large amount of food, then clothing and other tools, and finally went to Diagon Alley to buy a batch of potions.

After making all the preparations, Scott boarded a plane bound for Argentina in South America.

Starting from London Heathrow Airport, transiting at Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport, crossing halfway around the world, and finally arriving at Ezeiza International Airport in Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina.

The entire flight will take 17 hours.

Scott didn't try to save money and opted for the more comfortable first class.

On the plane, Scott kept looking at the Reiss map in his hand.

He already knew the origin of this map, having inherited the teachings of the "Asgardian" school.

This map of Antarctica, drawn before Muggles officially discovered it, was created by wizards of the "Asgardian" school.

However, this map's depiction of the Antarctic terrain before it was covered by ice is merely the result of wizards' magical surveys, not something they actually saw 6000 years ago.

The real secret hidden in this map is the secret realm of Jotunheim, built by the Asgardian wizards in Antarctica.

From an angle unseen by the other passengers, Scott silently moved his mouth and tapped the edge of the map with his finger. The lines and letters on the map then came to life, forming a different map altogether.

On the revised map, Antarctica no longer appears as it did 6000 years ago.

But it has been more than 1000 years.

Scott found a modern map he had specifically purchased and compared the two maps to confirm once again the location of the "Jotunheim" secret realm.

The secret realm is located on the Antarctic Plateau, not far from the polar regions, so it is easy to imagine that the environment is extremely harsh.

But before landing on the Antarctic continent, the problem facing Scott was how to cross the Drake Passage at the southern tip of Argentina.

It's probably not feasible to travel on a large cruise ship like an ordinary person.

That's a tourist route to the South Shetland Islands, where tourists eat and stay on the ship and only briefly land for sightseeing.

If he takes a cruise ship and then suddenly disappears, it will likely become a news-worthy disappearance.

If one were to rely on Sirein's abilities to cross the sea, the fierce winds, huge waves, and low temperatures in the Drake Passage would pose a great inconvenience to crossing the ocean.

Scott decided to conduct an on-site investigation first.

When the plane landed at Buenos Aires Ezeiza International Airport, Scott did not immediately transfer to a flight to the southernmost point of Argentina, but instead slept soundly in a hotel near the airport.

Upon waking up, Scott sat on the bed and took the [Magic Mirror] from the shapeshifting lizard skin bag on the bedside table.

Unsurprisingly, he saw a bunch of complaints from his friends, as well as numerous communication requests.

He ran his finger across the mirror, only glancing at the information briefly without opening it to view the details.

Because he could imagine what his friends would say.

Especially Fred and George, those two guys were planning to go on an adventure with him after graduation.

They didn't expect Scott to quietly move up the schedule of the adventure.

Just as Scott was thinking this, the communication came in again.

"It's connected!"

"Oh, finally connected!"

There were quite a few people reflected in the mirror, with the background being the "Tower of Babel" private conference room of the Requirement Room.

“Hey, you bastard, where are you now?” Fred shouted.

"I am in Buenos Aires, Argentina."

Scott got up and went to the balcony of his hotel room.

"Look at the view from the southern tip of the Earth."

"Damn it!" George exclaimed enviously. "The farthest we've ever been is Egypt!"

"Are there wizards in Argentina?" Eddie asked curiously.

"Was the journey smooth?" Milton asked.

Roger asked, "So, how are you going to get to Antarctica next?"

Scott didn't know who to answer for a moment.

He spoke very quickly, saying, "I think Argentina should have a wizard. May the journey go smoothly. The route to Antarctica needs to be determined after actual investigation."

“Remember to send back more recordings,” Eddie said. “Of course, it would be even better if you could stream them live.”

Scott asked, "What other ideas do you have?"

Eddie blinked. "This is the story of the 'Tower of Babel' leader's struggle; it'll come in handy someday."

“Alright,” Scott agreed, “but our connection will be severed once we enter the secret realm.”

He was unable to contact the outside world when he was in the Niflheim secret realm.

He only briefly communicated with Dumbledore, who was near Standing Stone, while in the Tower of Gungnir, and then the communication was cut off.

Now that they are separated by most of the globe, it's impossible for them to maintain contact after entering the secret realm.

“Then record it,” Eddie said.

"I will."

Scott cut off the communication and called someone to deliver food, filling his stomach first.

Afterwards, he checked out of the hotel and flew to Ushuaia, the southernmost city in Argentina.

Ushuaia is a small city known as "the end of the world." Once there, Scott is separated from Antarctica only by the Drake Passage.

As usual, Scott checked into a hotel in Ushuaia.