The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Roger glanced at Professor Slughorn, who was also sitting in the faculty section. "Professor Slughorn is still here!"

"I didn't see Professor Moody."

Scott glanced around the teachers' section.

"It seems Snape has taken over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

“Oh…” Roger said with a displeased look, “He finally got what he wanted.”

Eddie stroked his chin. "Snape and Slughorn, who will be the Head of Slytherin House?"

At this moment, they weren't the only ones discussing Snape in the Great Hall.

Almost all the students were curious about this.

Until Dumbledore stood up.

"Due to the Ministry of Magic's busy schedule, Professor Moody has accepted the Ministry's invitation and resigned from his professorship."

He announced it loudly in front of everyone.

"Let us welcome Professor Snape back to Hogwarts to assume the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor!"

As he spoke, he led the applause.

But Snape was by no means a popular professor, which resulted in only Slytherin receiving a relatively enthusiastic round of applause, while the other three houses contributed only sparse applause.

Snape was clearly unconcerned; he merely nodded very slightly, his expression remaining unchanged.

"also……"

Dumbledore added.

"Since Professor Sglahorn wants to focus more on teaching Potions, Professor Snape will take over as Head of Slytherin House."

This time, Professor Sgrahorn led the applause.

Snape was quite polite to the old professor, even raising his glass in a gesture of respect.

"Oh, now Snape has another reason to favor Slytherin," Eddie complained sullenly.

Scott didn't care, "Even if he weren't the head of Slytherin, he would still favor Slytherin."

Roger smiled and said, "It's okay, we'll graduate in six months."

"yes……"

Milton's tone was somewhat wistful.

"This is our last term at Hogwarts."

Chapter 551 This is a family dispute

For the two months following Christmas, Scott enjoyed a period of peace and tranquility.

All confirmed members of the UMNO are very well-behaved.

Medea did not force her way into Grevis's house to seize the magical item.

The Druids are still not ready to open the passage.

Nothing happened.

Scott initially paid close attention to the matter, but later devoted more of his energy to learning and research.

He has never stopped improving his magical skills.

At his most proficient stage of transformation, he can now finally transform matter at will to a certain extent.

For Scott's special transfiguration to advance further at this stage, it must rely on advancements in both magic and alchemy.

He also made significant progress in alchemy.

In theory, even Ravenclaw could not teach him much more; what he needed was a long period of practical research and accumulation.

As for spells, he focused on two types of super magic inherited from the "Asgardian" school.

Both the spatial super-magic "Yuktrasil" and the offensive super-magic "Gungnir" have great potential to be explored.

These two super magic spells are not simply two powerful incantations, but each represents a knowledge system developed by ancient wizards.

As long as Scott continues his in-depth research, he will benefit immensely, and may even be able to "master one skill and make a living from it all".

"This time, we used a lot of materials."

In the alchemy workshop of the House of Requirement, Scott retrieves his "summoned beast," which he has modified beyond recognition, back into the Eye of Odin's space.

"Fortunately, I obtained those collections that belonged to 'Asgard'."

Helena, who was watching from the side, said softly, "In the modern magical world, no wizard is as extravagant as you."

Scott laughed. "But it's worth it."

This is a guarantee of one's own life.

He looked up at the Ravenclaw portrait in the frame on the wall and said, “My esteemed mentor, I am ready.”

Ravenclaw said, "You really can't increase your strength any further in the short term."

Helena asked curiously, "So, what if Scott were to face off against Slytherin now?"

Ravenclaw's answer, however, was not so optimistic.

"If Slytherin still has the strength of their peak, or even has improved, then Scott's chances of winning are actually not very high."

"How could this be?" Helena asked in disbelief. "I thought he was well prepared."

Ravenclaw said, "The odds aren't high, but they're not zero."

"don’t worry."

By this point, Scott actually had more confidence in himself.

"What I want to do is not to have a head-on battle with Slytherin."

"Yes."

Ravenclaw smiled slightly.

"If I were to face Salazar, although I am no match for him in terms of raw strength, I can guarantee that I will be invincible."

Helena looked at the Ravenclaw in the painting. "Are you saying that wisdom is the most important thing?"

“That’s right,” Ravenclaw said matter-of-factly.

But Helena said, "I don't think Slytherin lacks wisdom either."

"Of course, any wizard who has reached this level would be intelligent."

Ravenclaw spoke calmly.

“But I know Salazar well enough that even if he has changed after leaving Hogwarts, his weaknesses will not disappear. That is Scott’s advantage.”

After using up almost half of his collection materials to upgrade his "summoned beast," Scott's academic life entered a relatively peaceful phase.

From then on, he could only rely on the accumulation of time to make progress, so he was no longer in such a hurry and let his studies and life proceed in a step-by-step manner.

Meanwhile, the "Tower of Babel" organization was also developing step by step.

As time went by, the organization's members were no longer just the same few people as before; more and more students joined them.

Of course, the Tower of Babel has always been in the stage of accumulating power, and its goal of creating a new world is still incredibly far away.

As Scott's research into spatial magic deepened, he became increasingly aware of the difficulty of this goal.

In order to better achieve his goal, Scott did not keep the information to himself, but shared the "Yuktrahiel" information with every member who had signed a confidentiality agreement.

Unfortunately, learning spatial magic is too difficult.

For the other members of the organization, learning and mastering the initial runes was an incredibly difficult hurdle.

Moreover, not everyone is interested in this almost academic approach to mastering magic.

In short, so far, apart from Scott, everyone else has made almost no progress.

But Scott wasn't in a hurry.

He has decided that after overcoming the ordeal of Salazar Slytherin, he will begin traveling the world in search of more like-minded companions.

One day in March, Scott's [magic mirror] finally issued a warning, and at the same time, he also received a message from Mr. Grevis.

[They're here!]

The message was received in the afternoon, while Scott was in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Seeing Snape giving a lecture, Scott immediately stood up.

Before Snape could deliver his sarcastic remark, he spoke up, "Excuse me, Professor, I have something urgent to attend to."

"Scott!"

Milton, sitting next to Scott, seemed to sense something and quickly reached out to grasp his arm.

Then, the two disappeared from the classroom in full view of everyone.

"You've come!"

In a flash, they saw Mr. Grevis standing anxiously in front of them.

He held a wand in one hand and a black feather in the other.

"How is the situation?" Milton asked anxiously.

“They’ve surrounded the house,” Mr. Grevis said, “but so far, they haven’t launched an attack.”

Scott looked around and realized they were on the second floor of the house, so he walked to the window and looked down.

Just as Mr. Grevis had said, a group of people surrounded the two-story house on the hilltop.

Each of them wore a green robe and a hood to conceal their faces.

Strangely, they just stood there quietly, showing no sign of making a move.

“I have looked around the house through the windows in all directions,” Mr. Grevis said. “There are twenty wizards in total, but Lady Slytherin is not here.”

"Have you informed Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic?" Scott asked, turning his head.