The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

With a piercing scream, pure black liquid slowly flowed from the tear in the animal skin scroll.

Beside him, Mr. Jeffrey's spirit began to emit a pure white light.

His previously blurred features became clear.

“You win, young man.”

His tone was calm, as if he had already accepted the outcome.

"Farewell, Mr. Jeffrey."

Scott said calmly.

Mr. Jeffrey said nothing and simply vanished from the spot.

"You're leaving already?"

Helena didn't seem to have recovered yet.

Scott said, "Of course, the Horcrux has been destroyed, and it's time for him to return to Death's embrace."

Helena still had some regrets.

“I thought he would have something else to say, such as repenting for what he had done in the past, or urging you to fulfill the ideal of ‘Agast’.”

Scott chuckled. "How could that be? A villain suddenly repents before he dies and makes a touching farewell. Those are just scenes from novels and dramas."

With that, he turned and walked toward another secret room where treasures were hidden.

"Let's pack up, it's time for us to leave."

A few days later, Scott returned home with a full load of goods.

He returned to Argentina along the same route he had taken, and then took another long-haul flight back to England.

It was already December.

He did not linger in London, but after informing Dumbledore, he went directly to the Hogwarts Headmaster's office through the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Welcome back, Scott."

"Welcome back, Ms. Grey."

Dumbledore sat behind his desk, greeting them with a smile.

"This trip took less time than expected."

"Yes."

Scott sat down on the sofa.

"Everything went relatively smoothly."

Although Mr. Jeffrey's presence was somewhat unexpected, it didn't cause him much trouble.

"That's good."

Dumbledore did not inquire about the details of Scott's adventure.

He simply informed Scott with delight, “You’re back just in time. Ms. Burns’ application has been approved. The Order of Merlin will hold an awarding ceremony before Christmas, and you will receive the Order of the Red Chamber, First Class.”

Scott had completely forgotten about it, so he was pleasantly surprised to hear it.

"Luckily, I didn't miss it."

“There’s one more thing,” Dumbledore added. “You’ve received the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award.”

"Special Contribution Award?"

Scott paused for a moment.

"This is what you deserve, or rather, it should have been awarded to you long ago."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Whether it was winning the Triwizard Tournament or making contributions in defeating Voldemort, both deserve a special contribution award."

"Sorry, I must have been too busy and confused, which is why this trophy is so late."

At this point, Dumbledore waved his hand.

"That's all I wanted to say. Go ahead, I think your friends are eager to meet you."

"Thank you, Professor. I'll be going now."

Scott stood up and left the principal's office.

Helena simply walked through the wall and left, while Scott went down the automatic spiral staircase.

The moment he stepped out of the passage, he heard Fred and George singing in unison—

"Welcome our Special Contribution Award recipient."

"Hogwarts Student Council President".

"Warriors who participated in defeating the Dark Lord."

"The youngest great adventurer."

Scott Trollope.

"A dazzling debut!"

clap clap clap...

A group of people clapped along.

Scott stopped in his tracks.

He looked at his friends lining the street to welcome him, and the other students watching him from the corridor. His lips twitched, and he really wanted to turn around and run away.

Why didn't you lay out a red carpet?

He said something irritatingly, trying to ignore the other onlookers, and went up to give each of his friends a high five.

Fred laughed and said, "Oh, next time I'll have the red carpet ready."

George asked, "What pattern do you like?"

“Welcome back.” Roger punched him on the shoulder.

Eddie shook hands with him solemnly and said in a pretentious manner, "Mr. Trolop, I would like to discuss a few sure-fire investments with you. I guarantee you will be interested."

Milton made a rare joke, "Oh, ignore this greedy businessman, he's eyeing your wealth."

"Welcome back, Scott."

Luna looked up at Scott.

Her eyes were hazy, and her tone was unsteady.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the key to victory."

After she finished speaking, she blinked, and her eyes regained their clarity.

"Thank you, Luna."

Scott was overjoyed upon hearing Luna's "prediction".

After returning to school, Scott enjoyed a period of peace and tranquility.

During this period, the atmosphere in the magical world was peaceful and harmonious.

Voldemort has completely disappeared.

His Death Eaters have also been tried and imprisoned in Azkaban.

Meanwhile, the dark creatures summoned by the Dark Lord are now fleeing in all directions, pursued by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic.

Just as the layers of dark clouds covering our heads have completely dissipated, and the sun shines down, all that remains for people is joy and ease.

"But such peace will not last forever."

In the meeting room of the Room of Requirement, the members of the Tower of Babel are having a meeting.

It was Roger who spoke at this moment.

"We all know what Scott is about to face: an enemy even more terrifying than Voldemort."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was somewhat heavy.

Roger is right.

Milton said carefully.

"Although everyone is still immersed in the joy of victory, only we know that there is a darker darkness lurking in the magical world."

“I’ve been preparing,” Scott said. “Hopefully, there’s still a bit more time left.”

His modifications to the "summoned beasts" are not yet complete, and his mastery of the super magic "Gungnir" is not yet perfect.

In short, he still needs time.

Helena said, "Medea still hasn't appeared, and the members of the All Witchcraft Society haven't taken any action recently."

Luna asked her softly, "Still no trace of Medea?"

Helena shook her head. "I'm sorry, although I asked many ghost friends to search for her all over Britain, I haven't found anything."

“Maybe she’s already fled abroad,” Eddie guessed.

Scott said, "Medea isn't that important."

While Voldemort's disappearance might remove his curse on Medea, it also eliminates the possibility of Medea's complete resurrection.

Medea, unable to return to her former glory, could no longer pose a significant threat to Scott.

"The important one is Salazar Slytherin."

Luna said, "I contacted Savannah, and the druids aren't ready yet."

Scott wasn't in a hurry.

"Even if they are ready, they can only open the passage after I am ready."

"Can't we really go in with them?" Fred couldn't help but ask.

George slammed his hand on the table. "That's the legendary Avalon!"