Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 13 013
In the bedroom that night, Scott sat in his pajamas on a blue suede sofa by the window, playing with a silver-gray metal block in his hand.

"Scott."

Roger came over and sat directly on the windowsill.

"You must have found something at noon," he said with certainty. "I have to say, you didn't look very good at that time."

Scott understood that he was talking about those two Ravenclaw freshmen, Jacob Kent and Caitlin Roll.

The two people who had had a huge conflict for a long time seemed to have reconciled as before, and they were seen mingling with Jasmin Travers of Slytherin at noon.

He was about to speak when Eddie, who was already lying on the bed on the other side, suddenly sat up and asked, "What happened? What happened?"

Another member of the dorm, Milton, also pulled back his already taut bed curtain.

He was still saddened by his shame in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, but now he stretched out his head and asked the two of them, "Noon? What happened after I left? But when you returned to the dormitory at noon But he didn't say anything."

Of course, unlike Eddie's face full of eagerness for gossip, Milton's haggard face was filled with concern for his friends.

In the face of the other two roommates' questions, Roger hesitated, then glanced at Scott again.

Scott nodded with helplessness on his face.

"Is such that……"

Roger immediately stood up and walked to the center of the bedroom, and began to vividly describe to Eddie and Milton the unusual scene they saw at noon.

Listening to Roger's remarks, Milton gradually frowned, but Eddie exclaimed several times in succession.

When Roger finished speaking, the three of them turned to Scott again.

"..."

Faced with three pairs of eyes with different expressions, Scott felt a little reluctant to speak for a while.

"..."

However, the three roommates continued to stare at him perseveringly.

Scott sighed secretly and said to them, "This matter seems to be a bit complicated, and it will be very troublesome. Are you sure you want to take care of it?"

"No." Eddie shook his head first, "This matter has something to do with that lady 'Poison Doll', you have already warned me."

Scott laughed.Ever since he had given him a stern warning, Eddie had started referring to Jasmine Travers as 'poison doll' in order to avoid accidentally slipping the tongue.

"And... Travert and Rolle, listen to those last names."

Eddie shrugged, with a funny look on his face.

"The second of the great '28 Pure-Blood Houses'? Merlin, I'm just a Muggle-born wizard, and I can't afford to get into trouble with pure-bloods."

Roger smiled and said, "And Morgan Avery, Jasmine Travers' Slytherin companion."

He shrugged like Eddie, "And one of the great '28 Purebloods'."

"But……"

Milton got up from the bed, put on his slippers and sat on the edge of the bed, wiping his long hair casually.

He said worriedly: "Kent and Rolle are freshmen of our Ravenclaw House after all. What if... if they were bullied by Slytherin?"

"Especially Kent, he's also a Muggle-born wizard." Eddie, the most well-informed, added, looking at Scott again.

"Kent..."

Scott remembered Jacob Kent he saw at noon.

Compared to the poor little boy who met him in the common room early in the morning on the first day of the new semester, the boy had obviously changed a lot.

Even the magic power he perceives has changed a lot.

If it weren't for some unchanged parts, he would probably think that the boy he saw was faked after someone drank the compound decoction.

"That boy, I gave him a chance to ask for help," Scott said to Roger. "If he was forced, then he should have followed me and went to the auditorium with us immediately."

He is not the kind of warm-hearted kind person, and helping him is the limit.

"But I remember you also said that the boy has changed." Roger said, "Although I don't know what happened, maybe the change of the boy is also related to Miss Poison Doll."

"It is indeed possible." Scott did not deny it.

He knew very well that if a wizard's magic power changed a lot in a short period of time, the most likely reason was that he had practiced some kind of black magic.

But he didn't say it.

Jacob Kent is a young Muggle-born wizard who has just entered school.I'm afraid no one can believe that he is capable of practicing black magic within a short period of time after entering the school.

Roger continued: "While Ravenclaw has always been largely neutral in Slytherin's fight against Gryffindor, if Miss Slytherin 'Poison Doll' has put her poisonous hand in Ravenclaw, we must also react as quickly as possible."

As he spoke, he leaned over to Scott's side, sat cheekily on the arm of the sofa, and pretended to squeeze his shoulders.

"So what should we do? Please make a decision quickly! The uncrowned king of Ravenclaw House's male student dormitory room 16, Mr. Trollope!"

"When did I get such a long and uncool title?" Scott was dumbfounded. He wanted to smash Roger's head with the metal block in his hand.

"I just figured it out!" Roger's hand on his shoulder became more and more vigorous, "In order to deal with the poisonous hand that was secretly stretched out from Slytherin, I decided to nominate you as the commander of this operation and lead us to victory. ."

"Go away."

Scott broke Roger's hand away and looked at the three roommates seriously.

"So...what are you trying to do?"

"Of course it's all up to you, Mr. Trollope," Roger continued to pretend.

Eddie and Milton nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I choose to listen to you too, Scott."

"Me too."

"Tsk, sly guys." Scott couldn't help but scolded with a smile.

After pondering for a moment, he said to his roommates: "Although I don't know what role Travers played in the events of the school night, there is a good chance that it had something to do with her."

He tossed the metal nugget in his hand.

"But we don't have to do anything special next, let's keep an eye on these freshmen, Eddie. To be honest, I'm also a little curious... what the hell that Miss Travers will do."

Scott remembered the girl's eyes when the eyes met twice. In those silver-gray eyes, there was inadvertently hidden cruelty and viciousness.

"I understand!"

Eddie got up from the bed excitedly and patted his chest confidently.

"Leave me the matter of collecting news!"

(End of this chapter)