The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

She suddenly looked behind Scott and the others.

"Aren't you right, Helena?"

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Chapter 116 The Clash of Two Ladies

Scott turned his head.

Their Ravenclaw ghosts were now standing at the entrance to the hall.

“It’s Ms. Grey!” Eddie exclaimed in small surprise.

Ms. Grey moved, passing right past the boys and floating in front of the dark-haired witch.

“Medea,” she said with a sigh, “I never imagined you’d been hiding here all this time.”

Medea?

Scott's eyebrows were raised high.

This name is quite unusual.

"I never imagined that we would meet again at Hogwarts after a thousand years."

The black-haired witch known as Medea chuckled as she spoke to Lady Grey.

"My best friend."

But her so-called "best friend," Ms. Grey, did not reciprocate her friendship, but instead looked at her coldly.

“You should be dead,” Ms. Grey said coldly.

“Yes, I should die.” Medea’s smile vanished. “Like you.”

Ms. Gray floated around her once, saying in a calm tone, "It seems you still can't let go of your obsessions, and you've actually managed to survive in this way."

"Are you laughing at me, Helena?" Medea laughed crisply. "A ghost stuck here because of its obsession is laughing at my persistence?"

Ms. Gray did not answer, but her expression grew even colder.

She floated down in front of the boys and looked at Medea indifferently.

"Oh? So you want to protect them, protect the Ravenclaw students?"

Medea also said coldly.

"Don't forget, you're just a ghost who can't interfere with the real world, Helena!"

Ms. Grey said to Milton in a commanding tone, "Greyvis, don't agree to any more of her deals."

Medea gave a cold laugh and began to wander around the hall casually.

"Helena, that child seems to prefer music to magic."

Her every move was dignified and elegant, a truly pleasing sight.

"Perhaps he would rather be a Muggle musician?"

She then gave Scott and his group a meaningful look.

"It's such a pity that all the children at your Ravenclaw school are as stingy as you are with their friends. Otherwise, this child could have gotten a much better outcome."

"No, this is the best way!"

Milton's voice rang out.

Scott and the others all turned to look at him.

Milton raised his head, seemingly mustering his courage, and looked directly at Medea.

“I already feel uneasy that my friends risked their lives to come here for me, and I can’t bear to see them do anything more for me.”

He spoke very seriously.

Too much kindness is an unbearable burden for those who receive it. So, let it be.

Scott couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile when he heard Milton's words.

The reason he directly said "I don't want to" earlier was because he knew that Milton wouldn't be offended by it.

Or rather, such remarks, which seem capable of causing the collapse of friendships, are understandable and acceptable to most Ravenclaws.

Because Ravenclaws are generally more concerned with maintaining a sense of distance between people.

Medea scoffed after hearing Milton's words, "Perhaps, I really don't understand your Ravenclaw's reserve and selfishness."

“You’re taking your anger out on Medea,” Mrs. Grey said calmly. “That’s not wise.”

Medea seemed angry.

“What you did in your life wasn’t exactly wise, Helena!” she said rapidly. “Do you want me to tell these Ravenclaw children what you did?”

“If you wish,” Ms. Gray said calmly.

Medea, however, changed the subject.

“I once thought we were in the same boat, Helena,” she sighed softly, “but after you refused to help me, you turned around and did that very thing yourself.”

"This is between us."

Ms. Gray said.

"Moreover, I never expected... that she would sign such a vow with you."

Medea suddenly laughed again.

She laughed for a while, then walked up to Ms. Gray and said, "This is what they owe me, what they owe my father!"

“But you can’t hurt any of the students,” Ms. Gray emphasized. “Neither will your father.”

"Yes, I can't!"

Medea suddenly turned around and walked step by step to the organ's playing platform and sat down.

"You go."

She said somewhat listlessly.

“I have already kindly given that child another chance. If he wants to make an exchange, he will come to me himself.”

After she finished speaking, she placed her hands on the keyboard, her fingers dancing across the keys, and the grand and solemn music once again resounded throughout the hall.

"go!"

Ms. Gray called a few boys to leave with her.

Scott and his companions exchanged glances for a moment before following her out of the music room.

As they walked through the corridor, the lights behind them went out one by one.

As soon as they stepped out of the exit, the stone door closed by itself and disappeared into the stone wall.

"Ms. Grey?"

Scott looked at Ms. Grey floating in front of him.

"I know what you want to ask."

Ms. Gray turned to look at them.

"All I can tell you is that her name is Medea Slytherin, and she is Slytherin's daughter."

"This……"

Scott and his team were utterly shocked.

Eddie couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Slytherin's daughter get married? She married Gaunt."

"Yes."

Ms. Gray said coldly.

"But there are many things I don't want to tell you."

Finally, she fixed her gaze on Milton.

“Remember my advice, Grevis,” she said earnestly. “Don’t do business with her again; it will have unpredictable consequences!”

After saying this, she floated up again and quickly disappeared from their sight.

Scott and his companions exchanged glances, all finding the events of the day utterly unbelievable.

They stood on the platform made of a large rock, staring blankly at the black lake below, and for a moment no one spoke.

Milton finally broke the silence.

“Let’s go back quickly,” he said. “It’s a bit cold here.”

Scott asked him, "What do you think, Milton, is it to follow Ms. Gray's advice?"

Milton brushed his messy long hair aside and said softly, "Let's leave it at that. Ms. Gray said it could cause unpredictable consequences, and I don't want my situation to hurt anyone."

He laughed into the cold wind, his smile seemingly more carefree than before. "Perhaps this is fate's choice."

“You are right, Milton!”

Eddie laughed too.

"Although I was born into a Muggle family, I can't imagine what it would be like to become a Muggle now."

"Yes."

Roger patted Milton on the shoulder.

“Even without music, you still have magic. Scott said your magic is now stronger than mine, so maybe you could try to become a powerful wizard.”

Milton nodded.

Scott smiled at him and said, "If you ask me, studying magic can be quite addictive, can't it?"

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Chapter 117 The Sudden Arrival and Snape's Reminder