Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 286 286. Come on, Dark Lord!

"Make a deal, Scott."

When Scott was still thinking about who was the informer, Medea spoke directly.

"You come to help me calculate the whereabouts of Tom's Horcrux, and I will open the secret room you have been to for you."

Hearing Medea's words, Scott was like a fish smelling sweet bait.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He asked Medea, "Can you tell me then? How many Horcruxes have you acquired?"

"Two."

Medea had no intention of hiding anything, and even revealed the details.

"A ring, I found it in the old Gaunt house. And a snake named Nagini, poor girl, Tom left her and ran away."

When saying this, Medea's tone was full of satisfaction.

"..."

Scott took a sneaky breath.

It appears that Medea sacrificed two more pieces of Voldemort's remnant soul in exchange for her own revival.

and……

If he remembered correctly, the ring was inlaid with the resurrection stone known as the "Deathly Hallows".

In the "Original Book", Dumbledore was seriously injured by the curse left by Voldemort when he got the ring, and he only had one year of life left.

But from Medea's understated tone, Scott guessed that she didn't seem to be hurt.

Could it be that there is a specialization in the art industry?

Only magic can defeat magic, and dark wizards are better at dealing with dark wizards?
Scott said to Medea while thinking: "If my calculation is correct, Voldemort has seven Horcruxes in total. Combined with what you have obtained, there are currently four known."

He paused, then continued: "But after Riddle's diary was destroyed by Headmaster Dumbledore, Ravenclaw's diadem has also been purified."

Green flames were jumping in the small fireplace in Scott's hands, and Medea's voice was still unhurried.

"You're right," she said. "I suspected the other three Horcruxes were Father's locket, Hufflepuff's cup, and Gryffindor's sword."

"I doubted it, too," Scott said.

Medea mentioned the informer again, "But someone told me that the sword of Gryffindor has been kept in the headmaster's office by the headmasters. It was the only relic of the founder that was not lost."

Scott was even more sure now, "It must be a portrait of a former principal!"

Medea laughed again from the flames, "You can guess, but I know you won't tell the current principal."

"..."

Scott was speechless, and he really wouldn't.

He could not explain his sources.

"How about it, boy." Medea asked playfully, "Do you agree to the deal I said?"

Scott took a few deep breaths again, and finally said, "Sorry, you overestimated me again. If I could figure out the exact location of the Horcrux, I would have already told Principal Dumbledore."

Although there were some research materials left by the father and daughter of Slytherin and Medea in that secret room, which was very attractive to Scott, he still chose to refuse after all.

Not to mention Slytherin's locket and Hufflepuff's gold cup, is he going to tell Medea the fact that Harry Potter is also one of the Horcruxes?

Medea must get Voldemort's complete soul to fully recover, and she will definitely attack Harry after she knows it.

Although Scott claimed to be a person whose moral bottom line was erratic, he still couldn't sacrifice Harry's life for those research materials after all.

That kid was miserable enough.

"It seems that you are not ready to agree to this deal." Medea said coldly.

"Sorry ma'am, there's really nothing I can do," Scott said.

"Alright alright."

Medea's tone softened again.

"If you change your mind, please reach out to me, Scott."

Finally she said threatening words in a laughing tone.

"Finally, I would like to remind you, boy, even though I appreciate a talented little wizard like you, there is a limit to the tolerance I can give."

After speaking, she disconnected from the LAN Floo Network.

The green flame in the small fireplace was completely extinguished.

In the darkness, Scott stood up slowly, and stuffed the small fireplace into the deformed lizard skin bag.

He leaned against the utility room door and breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Medea was really angry this time, otherwise she would not have said such threatening words directly because of her deep thoughts.

For a moment, Scott always had the illusion that he was walking on a tightrope.

But he couldn't promise Medea's deal.

Not only because of Harry's life, but he also didn't want to tell Medea where the locket and cup were.

It would be better for Medea to recover slowly, if she recovers faster...

Although Scott doesn't yet know what kind of trouble she will do, he worries that there is a high possibility that he will be involved in it.

This is what he does not want to see, and it is completely contrary to his wishes.

He wants to be the freest wizard ever!
He doesn't want to get involved in any politics, doesn't want to devote himself to any reforms, let alone be coerced into any wars.

If Medea's recovery took longer, if that time was long enough, it might be enough for Scott to grow up on his own.

For Scott, who needs time to grow up now, perhaps Medea and Voldemort's evenly matched fight is the best situation.

Medea wants to sacrifice Voldemort's soul, and Voldemort is a dark lord who is very resistant to death. Although they are related by blood, they are actually immortal.

Voldemort, who was still in a state of remnant soul, could only run away from Medea, but Scott felt that he could still be saved.

After all, Voldemort is the final boss of the "Original Book", the Dark Lord, how could he be so ignorant?
Voldemort was not stupid.

Under the pressure given by Medea, the Dark Lord might be able to rise up and be resurrected early, or at least hide his remaining Horcruxes more tightly.

And the resurrected Voldemort will not lose to Medea in terms of positive strength.

Of course, even if the Dark Lord was successfully resurrected, it would be difficult to organize the original Death Eaters to serve him.

Medea is like a spider queen who seems to be very good at spinning webs.

Except for a few Death Eaters who were loyal to Voldemort, the other less loyal guys might have already bowed down under Medea's long skirt.

Scott was making wild speculations in his mind, stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the door of the utility room, and then left in a hurry.

Due to the delay in contacting Medea, it was already after the curfew.

He unfolded his magic perception, carefully avoided Filch and Mrs. Norris who were watching the night, and the wandering Peeves, and returned to the Ravenclaw Tower smoothly.

Scott, who was standing outside the Ravenclaw common room, turned his head and glanced at the night sky outside the window, and smiled helplessly.

It's unbelievable to say it, but now he is silently expecting Voldemort, the Dark Lord, to work harder.

Come on, Dark Lord!

(End of this chapter)