Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 186

"You try it first."

Scott to Professor Flitwick.

"See if this crown is as magical as it is said to be."

"Let me try?"

Professor Flitwick stopped circling his desk and looked at Scott.

"Of course." Scott said with a smile, "You are the most suitable candidate."

"Then I'll try."

Professor Flitwick quickly climbed up the chair, stretched out his hands to pick up the crown and put it on his head.

"Oh!"

His hand touched the wizard hat on his head.

"I forgot to take off my hat!"

He put down the crown again, raised his hand and took off his hat.

Then, he held up the crown again, and slowly put it on his head with a solemn expression.

"Oh!"

His eyes widened, and he gasped in surprise.

"How is it? Professor." Scott asked curiously.

"fantastic."

Professor Flitwick murmured.

"It's amazing."

He suddenly picked up the quill on the table, quickly pulled out a piece of parchment and began to write quickly.

"Oh, sorry, Scott!"

He wrote and talked.

"The crown seems to make my mind active several times, and I can recall the knowledge I have learned flexibly!"

His voice was getting lower and lower.

"I didn't figure out the problem before, but now I suddenly figure it out! I have to record it!"

The effect is really obvious?

Scott looked at Professor Flitwick with some surprise.

According to him, the crown should increase the speed and flexibility of thinking, as well as memory.

In this way, it can indeed be said to increase wisdom.

At this time, Professor Flitwick quickly filled the entire parchment.

"Great!" he said happily, "This problem has troubled me for several years!"

"Congratulations, Professor," said Scott.

"Oh……"

Professor Flitwick frowned suddenly.

"I must take off my crown."

He took the crown in both hands again and put it back on the table.

"What's the matter? Professor." Scott asked curiously.

"I see how it's used."

Professor Flitwick looked at the diadem and replied.

"There is a price to be paid for using the crown. The more complex the problem it is used to help thinking, the easier it is to mentally exhaust."

"Is that so?"

Scott, on the other hand, thinks this is more reasonable.

"That's already good."

He said.

"In this way, the crown can not only help us think in critical moments, but also prevent the abuse of relying on it."

"you're right."

Professor Flitwick laughed again.

He held out his hand to Scott.

"Come here, Scott!" he cried. "You owe the most to the recovery of the diadem, and you should try to wear it!"

"My pleasure."

Scott walked to the desk and took a closer look at the crown as well.

To be honest, this eagle-shaped crown is inlaid with large sparkling sapphires, and the style is too gorgeous and beautiful to be worn by men.

"Put it on and feel it," Professor Flitwick urged.

Scott put aside irrelevant thoughts, raised his hands and put the crown on his head.

In an instant, he felt a cold breath slowly enveloping his brain.

This comfortable feeling is somewhat indescribable.

Immediately, Scott felt his mind was more active than ever.

He began to think about a course he was still conquering recently, combined spellcasting.

Then, the knowledge he had learned before came out of his mind automatically.

His thinking integrated these useful knowledge at an extremely fast speed, and soon, difficulties began to break through one by one.

Scott didn't raise his hand to take off the crown until he felt some pain in his head.

He silently estimated that this moment of thinking was worth the results of his serious study for several days.

Of course, this also requires a smooth learning process and not being stuck by any problems.

"It's really amazing."

He put the crown back.

"It's a bit scary." He murmured, "I have to say, this crown is too tempting for us Ravenclaws."

"I think so."

Professor Flitwick nodded in agreement with what he had said.

"So I have to think a lot about how to use the crown."

Scott said bluntly: "You really should draw up an effective system, otherwise..."

He smiled.

"With all due respect, Ravenclaw can be crazy too."

Professor Flitwick took a look at him and laughed too.

"Of course I do, Scott," he said. "I'm a Ravenclaw, too. To be honest, I too had to use most of my willpower to suppress my greed."

"You're already a Ravenclaw with high morals," Scott said.

Professor Flitwick shook his head and sighed, "Oh, you are always so thorough, sometimes I think you really don't look like a 14-year-old kid, Scott."

"It might be family reasons." Scott replied naturally, "You know, our family background is a bit complicated."

Professor Flitwick nodded approvingly.

He said to Scott in a chatty tone: "Sometimes I will be thankful for one thing, that is, Ravenclaws basically have no desire for power."

Hearing what he said, Scott suddenly laughed.

"It seems you've thought about that too?" Professor Flitwick said. "It would be terrible if Ravenclaws were as keen on power as Slytherins are...."

He shook his head again.

"It's not that I despise Slytherins," he said softly. "It's just... Ravenclaws can do a lot more tricks than Slytherins."

Scott couldn't help laughing.

He didn't know the old Slytherins.

But those Slytherins who are active now seem to be brainwashed by the "pure blood supremacy" theory, and all of them are a bit too "straightforward".

The most cunning contemporary Slytherin Scott had ever seen was Snape.

But he didn't think Snape was actually a very cunning person.

And the really cunning Slytherin should be like Medea.

Until now, Scott's understanding of her is still vague and vague.

Scott chatted with Professor Flitwick for a while, practiced the spell again, and then returned to the Ravenclaw tower through the secret passage in the office.

Before leaving, Professor Flitwick asked Scott not to talk about the crown after he went back, and to announce it after he had considered it, and Scott agreed.

After entering the common room, Scott was stopped by Jacob.

He walked to the sofa in the corner of the common room and sat down, looking at Jacob who was sitting opposite.

"Good evening, Scott."

"good evening."

Scott looked up at Jacob.

"You've changed a little," he said.

"Thank you too."

Jacob became more lively than before.

"I've thought about what you said for a long time." He said, "You're right. When I looked around with a different perspective, I immediately got a different feedback."

Scott nodded.

Jacob continued: "Before I was too insecure."

Having said that, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I have re-acquainted with my classmates. After all, there are so many bad guys."

(End of this chapter)