Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 222 222. The headlines of the new day
"The last Travers died, the 28 saints went to one of them again!" "

At breakfast time, the owl delivered a new day's "Daily Prophet" to the teachers and students of Hogwarts.

News of Travers' death made headlines today.

"28 Saints?" Eddie whispered, "There are not many left now."

Roger said dissatisfiedly: "A criminal Death Eater died, but the newspapers said it was very regrettable."

"The papers are just lamenting the loss of another pure-blood family," said a girl sitting across from them.

Scott looked up.

"Marietta Eckmore, in my year," Eddie whispered in his ear. "Her mother works in the Floo office of the Ministry of Magic's Transport Department."

Roger also looked up at Aikemo at this time, "I don't understand what is there to regret?"

Aikemo glared at Roger unconvinced, "The 28 saints are pure-blooded families that have inherited ancient traditions in the magic world. They..."

"stop."

Roger raised his hand to stop her tirade.

He pouted, "All I know is that Travers was a notorious Death Eater, and his death is not something anyone should regret."

"Individual and family are not the same concept!" Aikemo said angrily.

Roger looked at her again and began to eat with his head down.

Aikemo took a deep breath of anger at his seemingly disdain to argue with her.

"Marietta." Qiu Zhang, who was sitting next to Aikemo, tugged at her sleeves, shook her head, and stopped her from continuing.

After breakfast, Scott and the others went back to the bedroom.

The exams at the end of the school year have ended, and they no longer have to attend classes during the few days of waiting for their results.

After returning to the dormitory, Eddie walked up to Roger and looked him up and down.

"What's wrong with you, Roger?" he asked curiously.

Roger, who was leaning on the bed, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Why do you ask that?"

"Hmm..." Eddie touched his fleshy chin with his hands, and continued to look at him, "You used to be so rude to girls."

He sat on Roger's bed unceremoniously, and asked with great interest, "Tell me, what happened?"

"Go away!" Roger kicked him away impatiently.

Eddie held his butt and continued to ask, "You and Caccini officially broke up?"

Roger was moved by his persistent gossip, so he kicked him with his legs.

Scott sat leaning on his bed, playing with a carved bone in his hand.

[Severed Arm Bone], from Jasmine Travers, a curious magical item.

To others, it's just a bland, eccentric piece of art.

But under Scott's magical perception, there is a very restrained magical power in this small arm bone at this moment.

After several months of contact, the arm bone no longer resisted his magical infusion.

As long as he increases the frequency of his magic fluctuations, this magic item that can cut off the magic contract will take effect immediately.

It is also a guarantee of his actions before the 17-year-old comes of age.

With the [truncated arm bone] shielding wire, and the special door key that cannot be traced, it will greatly facilitate his actions.

"Scott! Milton!"

At this point, Eddie still didn't give up, he called the names of Scott and Milton.

"Don't you want to know? About Roger."

Scott turned to look at him and shook his head, "Sorry, not interested."

Milton also said: "This is Roger's private matter."

"Oh……"

Eddie lay helplessly on his bed.

"You guys are really boring."

The bedroom became quiet.

Scott was playing with the arm bone, Milton was packing, Roger and Eddie were in bed.

At this time, Roger couldn't hold back anymore, "Well, I did break up with Caccini."

In an instant, the other three turned their heads to look at him.

"Aren't you not interested?" Roger asked Scott.

Scott said confidently: "Since you want to talk about this, as a friend, of course I will listen to you."

Roger looked at Milton.

Milton spread his hands, "Your private affairs are up to you to tell us or not."

By this time Eddie had sat up from the bed again.

In fact, Scott was just teasing Roger. He was really not interested in Roger's love affairs.

Of course, Milton wasn't too interested.

Soon, he began to look down and think about his own affairs again.

Milton also turned around and continued to pack his things.

Only Eddie looked at Roger expectantly.

Roger instantly lost the desire to talk.

"Let's discuss today's headlines in the Daily Prophet!" He decisively changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, Scott and Milton turned to look at him again.

Roger continued: "The Travers family has no one left. What do you think the Ministry of Magic will do with the property left by their family?"

"Property?" Eddie's eyes lit up, "The Travers family has no heirs, will their property be confiscated?"

"It's possible." Milton nodded.

He thought for a while, and then said: "According to the usual practice, the Ministry of Magic has the right to deal with the property left by such criminals."

"really?"

Eddie was envious.

"It's decided!" he cried. "I'm going to be Minister for Magic!"

Milton shook his head, "But it's not that easy."

After all, Milton came from a wizard family, and he still has some understanding of it under his influence.

He saw that several roommates were interested in this, so he explained to them, "The biggest obstacle for the Ministry of Magic to obtain the property of the Travers family is other pure-blood families that are related to the Travers family."

"Other pure-blood families?" Roger raised his eyebrows, "relatives with different surnames have no inheritance rights."

"But they could take a kid of Travers blood, change his or her last name, and make him or her the new heir," Milton said. "That's not a big deal for them."

Eddie asked excitedly: "So next we can see a battle between the Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood family over the property of the Travers family?"

"I think it's more complicated than that." Scott said, "The families who are related to Travers are not a single iron bucket. Anyone would want to get the big head of this kind of thing."

"That's true! Such a plot must be more exciting than novels and movies!" Eddie's eyes sparkled.

"It's none of our business," Milton said. "These fights, if they happen, are going on quietly under the surface."

"Is that so?" Eddie smacked his lips regretfully.

Scott said angrily: "You'd better not inquire about this matter, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble."

"Ok."

Eddie sighed with regret.

"Can I only hope for the Daily Prophet? God knows, they seldom publish the truth!"

(End of this chapter)