Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 132.

After dinner, Scott went back to his bedroom and changed into his boots, and went to the edge of the Forbidden Forest with his friends.

Not long after, Ms. Gray and Professor Flitwick also came here.

"Scott."

Professor Flitwick looked at Scott worriedly as soon as he arrived.

"Are you really going? You know, even if I'm here, there is a possibility that the rescue may not be in time."

"You should trust my ability to protect myself."

Scott winked at him.

"Eight-eyed spiders don't fly, do they?"

"Indeed." Professor Flitwick smiled.

"Compared to this..."

Scott glanced at Ms. Gray.

"I don't know if Professor Dumbledore knows about this? Does he agree with me to attack the eight-eyed spider?"

"Don't worry," said Professor Flitwick. "Ms. Gray has already spoken to Dumbledore."

Scott nodded, "Then I'm relieved."

That's right, no matter how valuable the eight-eyed spider is, it can't compare to the magic power of the castle.

This account should be calculated by individuals.

The reason why Scott asked clearly was because he knew that the eight-eyed spider was raised by Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts.

If he really killed all the eight-eyed spiders, who knows if Hagrid will go crazy when he finds out.

Although I'm not afraid of him, it's better to avoid him as much as possible if you can avoid trouble.

With Dumbledore's consent, presumably Hagrid would not be able to say anything even if he knew about it.

Scott said to Professor Flitwick, "Thank you for going out of your way to protect me, Professor."

Professor Flitwick waved his hand.

"Since the contract stipulates that you cannot accept help, Ms. Gray and I will keep a distance and follow behind you."

He confessed to Scott worriedly.

"So everything depends on your own efforts, I hope you can be more careful."

"I understand, Professor."

Scott nodded, and said to his friends, "Then, I'll go in."

"Can we really not follow you?" Fred rubbed his hands.

"We're not going to help you," said George, "we just want to see."

"Go away."

Roger reached out and pushed the two guys away.

"Don't make trouble, if you follow, wouldn't Scott still protect you!"

"We are very familiar with the Forbidden Forest!" Fred said unconvinced.

George promised, "We'll just follow from afar, with Professor Flitwick."

"Hey, kids, you should all go back."

Professor Flitwick said seriously.

"Mr. Weasley, if you are disobedient, I will notify Professor McGonagall to discipline you."

"Sorry, we were joking, Professor."

Fred immediately changed his tone with a smile.

"Come on, Ravenclaw champion."

George waved at Scott.

Scott also waved his hand, turned and walked into the Forbidden Forest.

"Scott, come on!"

"be careful!"

Eddie and Milton's voices came, Scott waved his hand again without looking back.

Holding a magic lamp in one hand and his wand in the other, he walked step by step into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Not long after, the sound of flapping wings came from the sky, and a black shadow flew down.

Scott raised his hand and let Rimbaud land on his arm.

"Well, Rimbaud," he asked, "have you found the spider colony?"

Rimbaud nodded quickly, and said excitedly: "I found it, I found it, Quack!"

"Very good." Scott praised it, "Then you lead the way."

"Okay, lead the way!"

Rimbaud flapped his wings and flew in front of him.

Scott let go of his magic perception and raised his heels up.

He didn't walk very fast. Although he has perception, he can only perceive creatures with magical powers, and there is no shortage of similar animals in the Forbidden Forest.

Fortunately, it is still cold in January, the snakes are still hibernating, and the insects are much less, which undoubtedly reduces some difficulties for him.

Scott kept walking, bypassing many magical animals hidden in the forest along the way.

Not every animal is dangerous, but he doesn't want to waste his time dealing with them.

Especially the talking ones.

Yes, he was referring to the centaurs.

Scott had encountered it in the Forbidden Forest before, and he found this magical animal with human-like intelligence very troublesome.

They always like to look up at the starry sky, and keep talking in their mouths, unable to communicate at all.

"How far is it?"

Scott asked Rimbaud who was flying ahead.

"It's almost there, it's almost there."

Rimbaud stopped on a branch and looked at Scott.

"I'll take a break first to recover my strength."

Scott stood under the tree and slowed down.

He looked up, looking through the staggered canopy, and found that the bright white moon had risen.

At this time, he had come to the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

It was very quiet all around, he could almost only hear his own breathing.

Looking back, it was almost pitch black outside the dim light of the magic lamp, and he didn't see Professor Flitwick and Ms. Gray.

This surprised him a little.

You know, the ghost emits a faint white light in the dark. If Ms. Gray is not far away, he should be able to see it.

They don't hide either.

"Rimbaud."

Scott raised his head and ordered.

"Go and see if Professor Flitwick and the others are around."

Rimbaud nodded, spread his wings and flew up, and fell into the darkness in an instant.

Scott straightened up and became alert.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a pitch-black sea, and the range of light shrouded by the magic lamp was like a small isolated island.

Fortunately, he didn't find any abnormality in his perception.

After a while, Scott recovered most of his strength, but Rimbaud did not come back.

Something is wrong.

He couldn't help frowning.

Great!
Put together by Medea!
He turned around and walked back without hesitation!
The conditions given by Ravenclaw were too tempting, causing him to ignore a piece of information that he had paid attention to in his haste...

Medea knows the current state of the wizarding world!
This shows that Medea may have communicated with more than just a few of them!

Not long after, Scott stopped again.

Countless eight-eyed spiders appeared in his perception, and they took the initiative to attack!
"Tsk."

Scott turned around and carved an ancient rune on an oak tree, then chanted a spell and waved his wand.

There was a rustling sound, and in his perception, countless eight-eyed spiders were approaching rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and countless white spider threads shot from all directions.

Scott stood there without moving. At the very moment, a big hand made of intertwined branches gently held his waist and lifted him into the air.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

Scott waved his wand again, and a ball of light spit out from the tip of his wand, floating in mid-air, illuminating a large area nearby.

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(End of this chapter)