The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Mrs. Weasley and Ginny gave him a scarf and a small box of toffee as a token of their gratitude for his help.

Bill sent him some of his handwritten research materials, and Percy also sent him a greeting card.

Has he completed the Weasley family encyclopedia?

Scott thought.

Well, all that's missing is Mr. Weasley and Charlie, with whom he has no connection.

Finally, the professors' gifts were all notebooks.

Professor McGonagall gave him a transfiguration notebook and a reading list, while Professor Flitwick gave him an advanced spells notebook.

The gifts he gave to the two professors were wizard hats he bought from the Elegant brand of wizard costumes.

In addition to these two professors, he also gave Dumbledore a large sweets gift bag—similar to the gift he gave Harry.

Dumbledore's return gift was a transfiguration notebook from his student days.

Of course, it's a copy.

Scott casually flipped through them and set them aside for the time being.

He has not yet found Milton's gift.

However, after he had opened all the gifts, he still hadn't found Milton's gift.

This surprised him somewhat.

Considering his father's unusual behavior the day before, Scott couldn't help but worry about him.

Scott got up and walked to the other side of the living room to call Roger and Eddie's house to ask.

As expected, they did not receive Milton's gift either.

After communicating by phone, all three of them began to worry.

Unfortunately, none of them knew exactly where the Miltons lived.

Fortunately, Scott had sent Shay to deliver a gift to Milton the night before, and Shay had returned home safely by morning, so Milton should be alright.

With this thought in mind, Scott felt a little more at ease and began to slowly organize his gifts, moving some things upstairs to his room.

At the same time, he woke up Shay, who was sleeping, and asked him to go to Diagon Alley and buy him a copy of the Daily Prophet.

Shay angrily pecked Scott a few times, then reluctantly grabbed the money and flew away.

Around noon, it flew home with today's Daily Prophet.

But it was clearly very unhappy, and Scott had to give it a full plate of beef before it was allowed to read the newspaper quietly.

However, Scott's face darkened the moment he unfolded the newspaper.

The front page headline read in large black letters: "Unsupervised Girl's Unbridled Love: A Genius Pureblood Girl Dies in Kent After Falling for a Muggle-Born Boy."

The caption features three photos of Travers, Jacob, and Scott.

The background of these photos is Hogwarts. It's unclear who took them secretly and then sold them to journalists.

[Reported by Rita Skeeter, special correspondent for this newspaper.]

On the eve of Christmas, the Muggles of Maidstone, a Muggle town in Kent, discovered...

According to the Ministry of Magic's investigation, the deceased was...

...Upon receiving the notification, the Ministry of Magic, under Minister Fudge's leadership, immediately adopted an extremely correct course of action, and quelled the situation within one night...

...Under the Minister's command, their operation was a great success.

After a full day of investigation, I will reveal the secret of the deceased genius pure-blooded girl, Miss Travers.

...Eleven-year-old Miss Travers fell in love at first sight with eleven-year-old Muggle-born Jacob Kent in Diagon Alley...

...Later, she became infatuated with Scott Trollope, a 14-year-old Ravenclaw prodigy who was three years her senior...Trolop was also reportedly from a Muggle family...

According to Morgan Avery, a female classmate in Travert's ward, the girl left the hospital without permission to meet her sweetheart...

...What exactly caused Miss Travers and a house-elf to die from their split bodies...What role did the two boys play in this?

After this incident, did house-elves lose the trust of wizards?

Please stay tuned for follow-up reports from our special correspondent Rita Skeeter regarding this incident.

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Chapter 103 A Friend Who Arrived Suddenly

Scott put down the newspaper with mixed feelings.

"What's this?" Michael walked over, picked up the Daily Prophet, glanced at it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Is this the Wizarding World's 'Sun'?" he asked.

Scott shrugged. "This is supposed to be the Times of the wizarding world, but its content often leans towards The Sun."

Michael read the report again carefully.

"Looks like you're going to be famous, son." He reached out and patted Scott's head. "It'll pass."

At that moment, Emilia snatched the newspaper from his hand.

“Honey, although this reporter is talking nonsense throughout, she is obviously very good at stirring up emotions.”

She skimmed the report, then said with dissatisfaction.

"In that case, those despicable racists will dislike you even more."

Scott said helplessly, "That's the most notorious journalist in the wizarding world. Her reports are always just for sensationalism."

"Then what are you going to do?" Emilia looked at him worriedly. "Can this be cleared up?"

Scott shook his head. "No need to clarify, all the students at Hogwarts should know that I have almost no interaction with that girl."

"Okay, hopefully this won't affect your school life, honey."

Emilia put down her newspaper and went into the kitchen.

“This isn’t a bad thing, son.”

Michael then comforted Scott.

"This kind of gossipy reporting can muddy the waters and make people who don't know the truth habitually think about the matter in other ways."

Scott nodded. "That's what I think too."

Therefore, he will not pay attention to Rita Skeeter's nonsense for the time being, and even hopes that she can write more outrageous stories, the further away from reality the better.

It would be fine to let this matter remain a farce on the surface.

After lunch, Scott returned to his room.

He then produced the "severed arm bone".

The magical item had undergone a slight change as he continuously used his magical senses to perceive it.

Although the change was minimal, it gave him hope.

Perhaps after a long period of adjustment, this magical item will become familiar with his magic, accept his magic, and then play its role in his hands.

So, while he was looking through the box of books and documents related to occultism, he was also holding the arm bone in one hand and playing with it.

Scott quickly flipped through the old books and papers in the wooden box and found that most of them were just Muggle mystical fantasies.

Only the alchemist's "recipe" remains undetermined because Scott is unable to "translate" it for the time being.

But the texture of the old parchment and the way the letters were written on it made Scott suspect that it might really be related to wizards.

Since he couldn't use magic at home, he decided to take the paper to school to verify it properly.

Scott sorted through the gifts he had received from others and began to peruse the notes that several professors had given him.

The Charms notes that Professor Flitwick gave him were still the original ones he had written himself, and Scott gained a lot from just reading a few pages.

As Hogwarts' Charms professor for many years, Professor Flitwick has his own unique understanding and application of spells, which will greatly benefit Scott.

Scott was engrossed in his reading when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring from downstairs.

Immediately afterward, he heard Emilia calling from the yard, "Scott! Your friend is here!"

friend?

Scott stood up from his desk, walked to the window, and peered down.

Milton?

He looked in surprise at the long-haired boy standing at the gate of his yard.

"and many more."

He turned and ran downstairs to the gate of the courtyard.

"Scott."

Milton looked very unwell, pale and haggard.

"Sorry to bother you."

He said somewhat helplessly.

Then, he took a box out of his backpack and handed it to Scott.

"This is a Christmas present."

Scott reached out and took it, then asked him, "What happened? Why did you end up here?"

“I wanted to get away for a bit,” Milton forced a smile, “so I came to find you.”

"Come in."

Scott invited him inside.

"It's really kind of you to have found my house."

Milton said, "There aren't many residents in this small town; I only asked a few people."

Scott nodded.