The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Because of the presence of that ancient magic rune, the trees that could have been easily destroyed became much stronger.

After withstanding several spells, the "Oak Guardian" persisted in moving forward.

Scott stood in the smoke to assess Travers and Parker's situation.

Ever since Travers revealed his murderous intent towards him, he has also harbored murderous intentions towards her.

Now, he must figure out how to kill Travers while protected by a house-elf who can Apparate at any time.

Just like now, the house-elf seemed to be cooperating with Travers's attack to cast a spell, but Scott knew that it was always on guard and was ready to take Travers away from here at any time.

Furthermore, even if Scott succeeds in killing Travers and her house-elf, he must ensure that he can escape the Ministry of Magic's subsequent investigation.

These are all things that should be thought out before taking action.

To buy time, Scott once again waved his wand, turning two bushes in the woods into two gray wolves.

The gray wolf was much faster than the oak tree, howling as it swiftly dashed out of the woods.

While Travers and Parker were busy dealing with the Grey Wolves, Scott quickly drafted a plan.

Unsure of the methods the Aurors used to investigate the case, Scott ultimately decided not to kill them himself.

He wants them to kill themselves.

He still didn't want to kill people with his own hands, as that would cause an irreversible change in his magic.

But a wizard with magical perception... for example, in his own eyes, such a change could be seen at a glance.

By this time, the two gray wolves had been destroyed and reduced to fragments of bushes.

Meanwhile, the somewhat slow "Oak Guardian" had not yet left the forest.

Scott walked silently through the smoke, waiting for his chance.

"Stop, Palk!" Travers suddenly said.

"Yes, Master." Park obediently stopped.

Travers looked disdainfully at the slowly moving "Oak Guardian," saying, "Now, all we need to do is avoid that clumsy, slow-moving big thing."

"Also, keep an eye out for that Mudblood's sneak attack."

She continued giving orders.

"He needs to maintain the smokescreen spell to hide from XZ."

She chuckled softly.

"In this way, we just need to wait until he runs out of energy."

After saying that, she and Park began to walk the slow-moving "Camphor Tree Guardian" around in circles outside the smoke range.

She wasn't speaking quietly; Scott could hear her perfectly well.

He guessed that this was also her purpose, to make him lose his composure after listening to her.

Scott, on a sudden inspiration, manipulated Rimbaud, who was flying on the other side, to speak in a muffled voice, "You miscalculated, Travers. I can leave on a flying broomstick."

"Sand and stones flying everywhere!"

Travers immediately cast a spell toward the source of the sound.

“It’s no use,” Rimbaud continued. “As long as the Smoke Curse is still active, combined with my magical perception, you can’t possibly attack me.”

"Hmph! Then why don't you leave on a flying broomstick?"

Travers put away his wand and laughed loudly.

“I know you don’t have a flying broom!” she said. “I’ve investigated you!”

Before Scott could answer, she continued, "Oh, right, you also demonstrated another way of flying at school, using Transfiguration to conjure an eagle to carry you, right?"

She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Why don't you try?" she laughed sarcastically. "You could try it. How long could your magic last for such a large-scale transformation?"

Her voice gradually turned vicious, "We'll be following you! You'd better run back to your home!"

Then, Scott had Rimbaud fly above Travers' head and spoke, "I can fly back to Hogwarts."

He was standing on the edge of the smoke-shrouded area, not far from Travers.

Sure enough, this immediately drew a simultaneous attack from her and Park.

“You can’t do it!” Travers scoffed, then quickly switched to chanting a spell, “Severe punishment!”

Scott's prepared Ironclad Spell once again deflected the opponent's spell back.

Travers and Park quickly dodged.

At this moment, Scott struggled to run as he maneuvered the "Oak Guardian".

"Impedimenta!"

Travers turned and cast a barrier spell on the oak guard.

"He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!"

Scott took the opportunity to cast a stun spell on her.

Park quickly stepped forward and used a spell to defend himself.

Just then, Rimbaud, who was flying in the sky, suddenly turned into a black shadow and fell straight down from the sky at top speed.

Its target was one of Travers's eyes.

Before she could react, Palkla pulled her back a step, while simultaneously casting a spell on Rimbaud with her finger.

Lambo squawked and nimbly dodged.

At the same time, the "Oak Guardian" suddenly stretched out its two arms and slammed them down towards them with its arms clasped together.

"Sand and stones flying everywhere!"

Travers' spell struck the "Oak Guardian's" arm, but due to the presence of ancient runes, the damage was very limited.

"Owner!"

As the massive arm was about to fall on them, Palk held onto Travers tightly.

It's now!

With his full sensory awareness, Scott seized the subtle opportunity when Park was using Apparition.

His spell—the Brain Mushroom Curse—successfully struck Palk, who was about to transfer Travers.

The Brainwashing Curse is a little curse that young wizards often use to play pranks; it can make someone's mind go blank for a short while.

Goals, determination, composure.

These are the three essential elements for Apparition to succeed.

For Palk and Travers, who were Apparating, a targeted little curse was deadly.

Park had intended to get Travers out of the camphor tree guards' attack range, but they failed.

Some of them successfully reached their destination, the other side of the woods, while others remained where they were.

Clearly, they encountered a classic Apparition accident—split apart.

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Chapter 095 Travers' Last Struggle

After the split accident, Travers and Park were left in place below the waist.

Under Scott's control, the Oak Guardian's downward slamming hands also stopped.

At the same time, from the other side of the woods came the hysterical screams of the house-elf.

Scott turned and walked toward where their upper bodies were.

At that moment, Park's scream abruptly stopped.

Scott approached and saw that the house-elf, seemingly unable to accept that its mistake had hurt its owner, was unconscious with a look of terror on its face.

He didn't get too close, keeping a distance of several steps, and looked down at the half-traverser lying in the snow.

"Troop".

Travers strained to lift his head and stared intently at him.

Scott remained silent.

The pain of the separation made her face even paler, and beads of sweat kept rolling down her face.

But she didn't cry or scream.

This made Scott look at her with new respect.

Regardless, Travers was only an 11-year-old girl, and her patience was beyond Scott's expectations.

"Help me set my body back together," she said threateningly. "Morgan knows why I came out here. If I die here, you'll be the prime suspect..."

At that moment, Scott admired the little girl's composure and willpower.

But he remained silent, simply watching her calmly.

Seeing that he didn't react, Travers immediately changed the direction of his persuasion, "What do you want... Trolop... whether it's Galleons or magical knowledge... I can give you anything..."

Scott remained silent.

“I’m transferring schools…” Travers started to catch his breath, “I’m… leaving England… and never… ever appearing in front of you again…”

However, Scott remained unmoved.

His face showed no emotion whatsoever as he calmly watched her struggle.

Travers finally began to break down.

"That look again!" she cursed with all her might. "How dare you, a mudblood like you, look at me like that, a noble pureblood!"

She opened her mouth wide, gasping for the cold air, like a fish out of water.

"You must be so proud of yourself... You won..."