The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott thought about it.

The original text seems to have described a pair of siblings, the Carols, among the Death Eaters, but he couldn't quite recall them.

“What can I do for you, Carol?” Scott asked.

Could it be because of Travers?

"Illic reminded you when school started, didn't he? The Travers affair isn't over yet."

Carlo strolled slowly about ten paces away from Scott.

Upon hearing this, Scott thought to himself, "I knew it," but Carlo changed the subject again.

“But I’m not here to see you because of Travers.”

His thick lips twisted into a wicked smile.

Scott remained silent, simply watching him calmly.

At the same time, he was also closely aware of the movements of the other two people behind him.

"Didn't you notice?" Carlo said coldly, his smile fading. "One of your Ravenclaw students still hasn't come to school after the Christmas holidays!"

Scott immediately understood, "It's Caitlin Roll."

The first-year Ravenclaw girl who was manipulated by Travers and used as a tool.

“That’s right, Caitlin is my cousin.” Carol’s mouth twitched again. “And she’s also my fiancée.”

"So?" Scott still didn't know what he was trying to say.

"I don't care how Travers died, and I don't care whether it's related to you or not."

Carlo took two steps forward.

“But Catelyn is heartbroken because of Travers’ death, she doesn’t want to go back to Hogwarts, a place of sorrow, and she hates you.”

He raised his wand and pointed it at Scott.

"That's enough for me. That's enough reason for me to teach you a lesson."

Scott gave Carlo a pitying look.

He couldn't bear to tell him that his fiancée had been manipulated by Travers and had given almost her entire being to that girl.

"What kind of look is that?!"

Carlo angrily waved his wand.

"He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!"

A red spell flew from his wand.

“As long as I teach you a lesson you won’t forget,” he said with a smirk, “Caitlyn will thank me!”

The spell struck an invisible barrier in front of Scott and bounced back instantly.

"careful!"

Stirrner, who was next to Carlo, reached out and pulled him away, and the spell struck the stone slabs of the bridge.

"Go!" Carlo shouted. "Give him a good lesson!"

Scott immediately sensed two spells coming from behind him.

But he stood still, still looking ahead.

Just as Carlo was about to grin again, Rimbaud descended from the sky with a flock of crows, accompanied by a fluttering sound.

A flock of crows gathered and circled around Scott, blocking the two spells that were about to strike him from behind.

"Caw caw! Caw caw..."

Rimbaud shouted triumphantly.

"Alright, well done!"

Scott casually made a compliment, and Rimbaud immediately cheered even more enthusiastically.

"They're just a flock of birds!"

Just then, he heard Carlo shouting.

"Smash them!"

Immediately afterwards, several different spells flew over from both sides.

As the crows once again sacrificed themselves to block the spell, Scott flicked his wand.

With a few howls, four gray wolves leaped from the railings on both sides of the stone bridge and pounced on the four Slytherins.

"Flocks of birds!"

Scott waved his wand, summoning more crows to replenish the missing flock.

Then, accompanied by rustling sounds, snakes coiled down from the pillars of the stone bridge, cooperating with the gray wolves in their attack.

A large swarm of enormous rats squeaked as they emerged from the holes in the railings on either side, joining the attack on the four Slytherins.

Scott stood calmly in place, watching the four Slytherins frantically deal with the animal attack from the surrounding flock of crows.

Stryner and Caro were alright, but the other two Slytherins fell down quickly.

They were tightly coiled around by the giant python, their magic wands snatched away by rats, and dared not move under the sharp teeth of the gray wolf that were close to their throats.

Scott smiled and waved his wand.

Led by Rimbaud, most of the crows charged toward Stryner and Carlo.

"There are many obstacles."

Scott then easily ended the fight by simply casting a few obstacle spells to restrict their movement.

"How is this possible!" Strilna exclaimed in disbelief. "You can control even more shapeshifters now!"

“Nothing is impossible…maybe I was always capable of controlling so much,” Scott said with a smile.

Actually, he optimized the method of controlling the shapeshifters—making the basic shapeshifters, which could only move mechanically, follow the semi-autonomous advanced shapeshifters.

During the battle, he only needed to guide those few semi-autonomous shapeshifters.

This greatly reduced his own burden and also increased the number of shapeshifters he could control.

Stryner was furious, "You..."

I advise you not to say it again!

Scott interrupted his shouting, waving his wand and turning the pythons wrapped around them into thick, sturdy ropes.

The rope was wrapped around their mouths an extra time.

Then, he used a teleportation spell to bring the four people together.

The mouse delivered the four people's magic wands.

Scott bent down and held the four wands in his hands.

He then waved his magic wand to restore the transformed animals, methodically putting the transformed materials back into his bag.

“You should be well aware of the gap between us, Strilna.”

Scott walked up to Stryner and looked down at him.

"It is neither wise nor in accordance with the rules of Slytherin to repeatedly cause trouble for a wizard stronger than you."

"Um..."

Stryner struggled, raising her eyes to glare at him fiercely.

"I told you, don't let me hear that insulting name again..."

Scott crouched down and tapped his wand on the man's face.

He looked at Stryner with indifferent eyes.

"I hope you won't regret your actions."

"Um..."

Stryker panicked and struggled even harder.

Scott had already raised his wand.

"stop!"

A cold, angry shout rang out.

Scott smirked and swung his wand down hard.

Strilner's hair fell out with a thud, leaving him completely shaved.

Then, Scott waved his wand again.

A clear word appeared on Strilner's forehead—"waste".

Then, Scott put away his wand, stood up, and looked at the other side of the stone bridge.

Snape was walking briskly over from that direction.

His long black robe fluttered in the cold wind, seemingly trying to blend into the night.

"I told you to stop! Mr. Trollope!"

He said it with a hint of annoyance.

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Chapter 120 Snape's Handling, Slippers

Scott, with his perceptive abilities, naturally knew of Snape's arrival long ago.

In fact, the professor had already been standing on the bridgehead watching this side of the battle not long after it had begun.

So Scott didn't take Snape's warning seriously.

If Snape really wanted to stop him from taking revenge on Stryner, he only needed to raise his wand.