The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"You haven't contacted me, Scott."

Medea's voice came out from the green flames, with a careless tone.

"It seems that you are still unwilling to help me figure out the whereabouts of Tom's Horcrux."

Scott raised his head and glanced at Ravenclaw in the painting. At this time, the mentor was listening to his call with Medea with interest.

Seeing Scott looking at her, she just smiled and motioned for him to continue.

"As I said, you think too highly of me." Scott said to the small fireplace in his hand, "I don't have that ability."

Medea's chuckle came from the flames.

This time, she didn't seem angry at Scott's rejection.

"You know, boy, I don't have to sacrifice Tom's soul to come back to life."

She was obviously speaking in a smiling tone, but there was a sense of solemnity.

Scott immediately thought of the tragic deaths of Gilderoy Lockhart and Brendan Yaxley.

Two adult wizards were drained of magic and life force during Medea's magic ritual, and their bodies melted like candles.

Scott said softly: "So... the last time you captured the headquarters of Sir Merlin, and this time you captured Edin Castle, you were all trying to use the huge magic source in these ancient buildings to sacrifice the lives of wizards?"

"Yes, sacrificing the lives of wizards is also a way to speed up recovery." Medea said with a smile, "It's just that... the number of wizards required is a bit large."

"..."

Scott looked up at the Ravenclaw in the painting again.

The mentor was still sitting in the painting, with an unchanging smile on his face, not at all moved by Medea's words.

Scott remembered what his mentor once said to him.

"I don't restrict your behavior, as long as you are not a heinous person. I don't require your morality, as long as you are not a heinous person."

"On the road of exploring magic, I hope you will always be wise, always determined, and never stop."

This is what Ravenclaw said when he officially accepted Scott as his apprentice.

If Medea really sacrificed witches on a large scale to obtain vitality and magic power as she said, then she would be considered a heinous and evil person.

But is Scott, who failed to stop her, a heinous crime?

It cannot be called worthy.

So Scott also laughed, "Are you threatening me, Ms. Slytherin, um... with the lives of some strangers?"

Medea said without changing her tone: "Who knows, maybe my men just caught the wizard you know."

"I still can't do what you asked for. Arithmetic divination is not omnipotent, let alone at my level?"

Scott's tone was filled with confusion.

"This is very confusing...why do you think I can do it?"

The green flames in the small fireplace swayed, and Medea told her why she identified Scott.

"I have found more than one diviner with real talent across Europe, and they divined the whereabouts of those Horcruxes for me."

She paused when she said this and let out another chuckle.

"The results... all point to you, boy."

Scott's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he had the urge to curse.

He opened his mouth, and finally said in an incredulous tone: "Are you sure those fortune tellers really have real talents?"

"Of course, I tested them." Medea said calmly.

"I have tried..." Scott said in a very sincere tone, "I mean, I have calculated it privately using arithmetic divination, but it really can't be calculated. You know, there is a lack of known conditions."

If he only used arithmetic to divine things, he would not be able to calculate it.

But only he knows, he already knows the answer.

Medea was silent for a moment, and she didn't know whether to believe what he said. She just said: "Okay, boy, I can wait a little longer. When you have clues about Tom's Horcrux, please remember to tell me."

"I don't think I can find a clue," Scott said. "I'm just a student."

He emphasized his identity as a school student.

"Who knows, maybe Tom's other Horcruxes are also hidden in Hogwarts like Ravenclaw's diadem." Medea guessed casually.

Scott immediately denied, "Unfortunately, no, otherwise our Principal Dumbledore would have found it long ago. He is the person with the greatest authority in this castle."

He added: "I suggest you ask those Death Eaters and search their homes. You must know that the diary, one of the Horcruxes, was originally hidden in the Malfoy family."

In short, Scott is trying to divert trouble from others.

But Medea said, "This is what I am doing."

"It seems you have searched more than one house." Scott said in surprise.

No news came out about the incident.

But this is normal. Death Eaters are all pure-blood wizards. Those guys will not publicize such things that embarrass them. They will only want to hide it more than Medea.

Or... as Scott had guessed before, how many former Death Eaters have changed into green robes?

"Okay, I hope you can make the right choice, boy." Medea said in an impatient tone, "If I can't find Tom's Horcrux, I will choose a sinful way to completely revive and tell the reason Announce it."

Is this moral kidnapping?

Scott frowned, he didn't want to do this.

He sighed and said, "Unfortunately, I am not a savior, nor a righteous partner. I am just a wizard apprentice."

"Ah."

Medea's gentle smile came from the flames again.

"Scott, I wish you were a Gryffindor," she said sadly, "or a Hufflepuff."

Scott found that she had quickly changed her mood, or in other words, the woman's impatient threats just now were just acting.

"Unfortunately, I think Ravenclaw is better," Scott said.

He looked up and saw the Ravenclaw in the painting smiling at him again.

"Forget it, don't be so nervous, boy."

Medea's tone began to sound careless again.

"Well, I finally spent some time talking to you on the phone." She said, "Goodbye."

"..."

Scott's eyes widened.

"By the way, William's small fireplace number is 019, and he already knows your number. I hope the friendship between you can continue."

Medea said a few more words before closing the call.

Scott came to his senses when he saw the green flames in the small fireplace suddenly extinguished.

"Is there something you don't understand?"

At this time, Ravenclaw's voice came from the painting on the wall.

"tutor."

Scott turned to look at the Ravenclaw portrait.

He felt something different.

Ms. Ravenclaw in the portrait is still smiling, but now her eyes are as sharp as if she can see through everything.

"You must find Medea's attitude unpredictable," Ravenclaw said. "That's exactly her purpose."