Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 144
While Scott was mourning for Lockhart, the blood color had already spread from those magic filaments to the light cocoon.

The originally pure white light cocoon gradually showed bloody lines.

When the remains of the two tragically dead wizards on the ground disappeared completely, the light cocoon was completely dyed red.

Afterwards, the cocoon emitting a faint red light began to beat slowly like a heart.

Boom, boom, boom...

A sound as dull as a heartbeat sounded, and that sound became louder and denser as time went by.

Scott couldn't help but glance at Dumbledore again.

At this time, Dumbledore's expression was solemn, and the muscles and bones of the hand holding the old wand emerged.

He removed the exaggerated Iron Armor Charm with a wave of his hand, and waved his wand to bring all the unconscious students together. A rope popped out of his wand, binding everyone into a ball.

"Scott."

His voice was hoarse.

"I'll let Fox take you back up there, and you'll take them to the school hospital."

"This……"

Scott was a little reluctant. He had the feeling that a wonderful movie would be forced to leave after seeing the wonderful part.

However, it seems a bit dangerous to stay...

Scott was in a tangle.

"Ok?"

Dumbledore turned to look at him.

Scott suddenly made up his mind, "Professor, I want to stay here."

Dumbledore stared at him for a few seconds.

Scott stared at him while running Occlumency.

But Dumbledore quickly looked away, and Scott didn't feel his brain being invaded.

"Go, Fawkes," Dumbledore ordered.

It seemed that he agreed to stay, and Scott couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The phoenix, which had been lying on Dumbledore's hat, uttered a melodious cry, and flew around the heads of the large group of students who were bundled together.

A dazzling light flashed like a flame, and it disappeared without a trace with everyone.

Scott continued to look at the beating cocoon that was suspended in mid-air.

Soon, the beating of the cocoon became weak again until it stopped.

Scott watched as the red light from the blood-colored cocoon gradually subsided, reappearing into white, and then into a dull gray.

The gray cocoon gradually became transparent again, allowing Scott and the others to see the blurry figure inside.

The figure of Medea in the cocoon moved, and the sound of breaking glass sounded one after another.

The cocoon that wrapped her body suddenly burst, turning into bits and pieces of debris that fell on the ground.

Medea, who reappeared in front of Scott, slowly fell from midair, as if an invisible wind was supporting her.

At this moment, Medea's long hair fluttered and her dress fluttered.

Most importantly, her hard white skin that was originally made of porcelain became truly rosy.

In Scott's perception, part of the inhuman strangeness in her has disappeared.

Although only a part, she already looks like a real person.

This feeling is like a layer of real human skin with warmth on the surface of a cold doll.

Scott couldn't help shaking the wand in his hand, ready to fight.

Just this time, Medea's feet hit the ground and her eyes opened.

The moment she opened her eyes, a blue light flashed from her dark eyes.

"Hello."

She raised her red lips slightly and saluted gracefully.

"I am Medea Slytherin, and I have been reborn."

Dumbledore said nothing, and Scott followed suit.

But Medea didn't seem to care, her hands drew a few arcs in the air.

"According to the contract with you, Scott Trollope, I, Medea Slytherin, hereby rescind the thousand-year oath I made with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of blue light flashed across her body from head to toe.

At this moment, Scott seemed to hear the sound of countless silk threads breaking at the same time.

At the same time, he could feel Medea's aura rising little by little, until she was only a little worse than Dumbledore beside her.

"finally……"

Medea looks like she's thrown off some sort of shackles and is relaxed.

"I did it." She said softly to herself, "I really did it."

Suddenly, there was a scream that almost pierced the eardrum.

Peeves, who had become very transparent, suddenly emerged from the air above Medea's head like an illusory shadow.

"devil!"

He flew behind Dumbledore at an extremely fast speed, and looked at Medea in horror.

"You devil! Hateful woman!"

He poked his head over Dumbledore's shoulder again and screamed.

"Ok?"

Medea glanced at him as if inadvertently.

"Ahhhhhhh... help... I hate you..."

Peeves flew into the corridor of the entrance like a deflated balloon, and quickly hid.

Medea smiled indifferently, and held out her palm.

A shiny white bony wand pierced the skin of her palm and emerged slowly, and she held it with her backhand.

"It's the only thing left of my dead self."

She stroked the bony wand gently with her other hand.

"It's also the wand that suits me best." She looked up at Scott and Dumbledore.

Scott heard Dumbledore say in a deep voice, "You killed two wizards, Ms. Slytherin."

"Yaxley and Lockhart?"

Medea chuckled lightly.

"I will remember them as much as I remember my husband, both of whom also contributed to my new life."

Dumbledore added: "Next, you want to kill more people, for a complete new life."

"You are right, Mr. Headmaster."

Medea graciously admitted.

"Besides, I also need the offspring who sacrificed part of his soul for me, I need his complete soul."

She looked at Dumbledore with a half-smile, "Isn't this what you expected? The greatest wizard in the world, the headmaster of Hogwarts, Mr. Dumbledore."

"No, I didn't expect that, Ms. Slytherin."

Dumbledore sighed and shook his head.

"I do want to knock Tom down, but I'm not going to do it this way."

"His name is Tom?" Medea suddenly looked disgusted, "This name is really not very good, no wonder he changed it to Voldemort."

Dumbledore looked at her and said with a sigh, "Perhaps you will become a more dangerous wizard than Tom, Ms. Slytherin."

"Danger?"

Medea showed a completely incomprehensible expression.

"I have learned some modern information, and I have to say that the magic world is too peaceful after a thousand years. If this continues, the ability of wizards will become weaker and weaker."

She shook her head.

"The level of seventh-grade students at Hogwarts is really unsightly! Could it be that the wizards you train will only use magic to do housework after graduation?"

"Times are different, Lady Slytherin," Dumbledore explained. "Peace is always good."

"No!" Medea's eyes were slightly cold, "You are domesticating wolves into sheep, and you are weakening the viability of the entire wizard race!"

(End of this chapter)