Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 172. 173. A Failed Arithmetic Divination
Scott turned directly, facing several Slytherin students who were mocking him.

"Several Slytherin classmates, are you okay?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at them calmly.

"We're chatting here, what's none of your business?"

Among the few people, a boy stood up and said with some seriousness.

"I see." Scott nodded, "I'm the one who disturbed you."

After speaking, he stopped looking at them.

He has no interest in talking to a few guys who only know yin and yang and are afraid to face him head-on.

He continued to say to Cedric and the others: "As I said, there is a high probability that it cannot be calculated based on your known conditions. Of course, if you want to try it, I have no objection."

"Let's try." Cedric said cautiously, "Is it okay?"

"of course can."

Scott nodded.

So they found an empty classroom.

The Slytherins wanted to follow, but were stopped by some senior Hufflepuffs.

"Does it matter?"

Scott glanced at the group of people facing each other behind, and asked Cedric with a smile.

"It's okay." Cedric said with a smile, "We Hufflepuffs just don't like to show off, but this time it's different."

Scott nodded understandingly.

"Speaking of which, your Hufflepuff House was the one that hid the most in the past." He said jokingly.

Cedric laughed again, "No, we didn't deliberately hide anything."

"That's right." Scott laughed too.

There is always a saying in the magic world that "Hufflepuff College is a college that collects waste", but the people of Hufflepuff never refute it.

Scott felt, but it would be silly to really underestimate them because of this.

Although Hufflepuff College did not have any powerful wizards on the surface, they are the most united and the most low-key among the four colleges.

Among the current students of Hufflepuff College, on the surface, only Cedric is a relatively famous and outstanding student.

But Scott knew very well that Hufflepuff had quite a few outstanding students.

For example, whether it is the Transfiguration Club or the Charms Club that Scott joined, there is never a shortage of Hufflepuff students.

Although they never like to express themselves very much, and their performance is quite satisfactory every time, they have never fallen behind in their studies.

A group of people came to the empty classroom, and Scott settled down and completed an arithmetic divination.

Unsurprisingly, he failed.

There are too few known conditions, and he can't deduce the answer.

Faced with such a result, although the Hufflepuffs were very sorry, they all sincerely thanked Scott.

These guys' overly sincere attitude made Scott a little embarrassed, and even thought about not telling them the answer.

After all, he knew the whereabouts of the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in the "Original Book", which was in Gringotts' vault belonging to the Lestrange family.

But he held back.

Although the divination this time was at the request of the Hufflepuffs, it was also Scott's wish.

If no one asked, he was prepared to fail several times in public.

This is an act of patching.

He understood that because he was too happy after learning the real arithmetic and divination, he was a little too ostentatious after all.

this is not good.

Scott hopes that this failure will make everyone understand that arithmetic divination is not a panacea, and even requires some harsh conditions.

In this way, he should be able to save a lot of trouble.

After all, he doesn't want everyone to come to him for divination, and he doesn't want people with ulterior motives to covet his ability.

That was the real reason why he didn't stop those Slytherins from sneering.

He wished they would talk about it everywhere so that more people would believe it.

After all, if those irrelevant or even hostile people underestimate his ability, it will only benefit him.

By the time Scott and the Hufflepuffs arrived at the Great Hall together, lunch had already begun.

Scott found Fred and George mingling with some of his roommates, eating at a long table in Ravenclaw.

In a Ravenclaw wearing a "crown", the two red-haired heads are particularly conspicuous.

After Scott approached the long table, the Ravenclaws who were dining at this time stopped their movements.

In the next second, warm applause began to erupt.

Scott stopped immediately, and under the gaze of everyone, he had the urge to turn around and run away.

"The heroes of Ravenclaw are coming!"

"Let's welcome heroes!"

Fred and George stood up and rushed over, dragging Scott to the long table.

The two sat him down by pressing Scott's shoulders, and stood beside him to lead the applause.

Scott looked around for a week, seeing everyone smiling and staring at him, feeling more and more embarrassed.

He stood up and bowed to everyone, and waited until the applause died down before sitting down again.

He said helplessly, "I can't stand it."

"No, you deserve it, Scott."

Eddie said with a grin.

"Perhaps all Ravenclaws should thank you."

"Yes, you are now a hero of Ravenclaw."

Fred put on an air of flattery.

"Great Fortune Teller Scott!"

George pretended to press his shoulder for him.

"You two..." Scott couldn't help but said to the twins, "I remember you are Gryffindor? Did you have another idea?"

Fred yelled, "Oh Merlin, we just wanted to send our sincere congratulations to our best friend!"

George was still pressing Scott's shoulder, and said, "What bad thoughts can our Weasley brothers have?"

Scott took a look at them while taking the knife and fork from Roger, "Do you think I believe it or not?"

The twins picked up their plates and sat to his left and right.

"We did come up with a great idea," Fred said.

George nodded. "It's sure to make a lot of money."

"Divination?" Scott asked directly.

"Correct."

"you're right."

said the twins.

"I knew it."

Scott wasn't surprised at all.

"Hey!" Fred said, "we've got a plan, we can open a Trollope divination house. You only need to do the divination, and leave the rest to us."

George "graciously" put several chicken legs on Scott's plate, and brought him a glass of pumpkin juice.

"Yes," he whispered, "we are at your service, Master Trollope, and we only need thirty percent."

"Hey!"

Eddie on the side immediately became dissatisfied when he heard this.

"You fished over the line, Weasleys!"

He looked like his nose was going to be crooked.

"Scott is my roommate, and I am the most suitable operator of the Trollope Divination House!"

(End of this chapter)