Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 290 290. Candlelight on Halloween
Facts have proved that there is a reason why Lupine became good friends with Black and Harry's father. This seemingly calm middle-aged man also has a mischievous side.

At the end of October when everything was on the right track, in a Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the third grade, Lupine guided Neville with words like the "original book". As a result, Neville replaced Snape transformed by Boggart in his grandmother's attire.

The incident quickly became a running joke throughout the school.

According to the students present, "Snape" was wearing a long, embroidered lace dress, and a high hat with a moth-eaten specimen of an old carving on the top of the hat, dangling in his hand. A huge scarlet handbag.

It is said that the students who were teaching in the next classroom at the time heard Blake's laughter.

In addition to making Snape hate Lupine and Black even more, this incident also made Neville's potions class more difficult.

Scott rarely went to the greenhouse outside the castle outside of herbal medicine class, and happened to meet Neville who was hiding in the greenhouse alone and wiping his tears.

"Hey, how are you, Neville?"

Scott looked at the fat little man squatting in front of the flowerpot.

"Oh, I... I'm fine." Neville stood up hurriedly, his round face flushed, "You... hello, Scott."

Scott walked up to Neville, "I need some yarrow, of course, I've already made an agreement with Professor Sprout."

Neville hastily wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, "I know where the yarrow is, and I'll take you there."

"Wait." Scott took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him, "This is Professor Sprout's signature, she said that you are here to help take care of the bubble pods, maybe you will be willing to help me pick them Some yarrow?"

Neville took the note and said, "Of course, I'd love to help."

"Thank you, Neville." Scott said with a smile, "Professor Sprout is full of praise for you, and she appreciates your grades in herbal medicine."

Neville blushed again, and he said softly, "No... nothing, I just like taking care of these plants."

He led Scott across a row of trellises of fang geraniums to the other side of the greenhouse.

Scott added: "This is your specialty, and this is where you are better than others. Just like me, I am not good at dealing with plants."

"But you're great in everything else," Neville said sheepishly.

"No." Scott said, "I'm not very good at herbs and potions, and I'm not very good at astronomy and history of magic. This is where everyone is different."

"Thank you." Neville looked back at Scott, "I know you are encouraging me."

Scott smiled again, "I said it a long time ago, you should be more confident, and your situation is much better now, isn't it?"

"Yes." Neville nodded first, then said hesitantly, "But Professor Snape... oh, my performance in Potions class today was nothing short of a disaster."

"Professor Snape, yes, there are indeed many people who are afraid of him."

Scott said.

"Including my roommate Milton, as long as Professor Snape is staring at him, his mind will go blank and his movements will go wrong."

Neville immediately nodded empathetically when he heard the words.

"But let me tell you, you don't need to be afraid of him."

Scott said in a relaxed tone.

"To be honest, he won't really hurt the students, just some verbal...um...sarcasm..."

Scott passed on his experience to Neville.

"Facing those words, just be thick-skinned and act as if you didn't hear them!"

Neville stopped and looked back at him in surprise.

Scott patted him on the shoulder and looked back at him encouragingly.

Neville opened his mouth, and finally said with some vicissitudes: "Thank you, I think I will try."

He took a few steps forward and stopped in front of a flowerbed with a sprig of yarrow.

"It's here."

He knelt down and started picking yarrow for Scott, muttering at the same time.

"Yarrow can detoxify, reduce swelling, stop bleeding and relieve pain. It is said that American Indians use yarrow root decoction to strengthen muscles."

"Wearing it can ward off evil, and drinking yarrow tea before divination can improve perception. In some legends, yarrow is considered to be one of the few plants that demons love, and it is also called devil's nettle."

"You're really good at these, Neville."

Scott watched his quick movements.

"I just want to see if yarrow tea can really improve perception during divination, of course, arithmetic divination."

"Yarrow tea?" Neville looked up at him. "You need to make tea from fresh yarrow. If you trust me, I can make it for you."

Scott smiled immediately, "Thank you, then I'll leave it to you."

So, after agreeing with Neville on the date of making the yarrow, Scott happily left the greenhouse.

Using yarrow tea to improve perception during Arithmancy was a suggestion given to Scott by his Ravenclaw mentor.

Ravenclaw believes that modern wizards may pursue simplicity, so that some necessary rituals are lost in some things.

Ravenclaw said to him: "Some rituals are useful, of course, some are not useful, but in any case, the sense of ritual can make us better enter the corresponding state."

So Scott followed his mentor's advice and approached Professor Sprout for some yarrow.

Professor Sprout expressed surprise at Scott's sudden private visit.

Scott's grades in herbalism were mediocre, and he didn't care much because of his lack of interest.This led to him not being too familiar with Sprout.

Even so, the amiable witch did not refuse Scott's request.

Throughout October, Scott was as busy as September, but fortunately he has almost adapted to this extreme state.

Habit is a terrible thing.

As time goes by, after two days of intensive use of the head over the weekend, Scott's spirit will not be as sluggish as it was at the beginning.

October 1993, 10, was another Sunday.

Since it was Halloween, Scott was able to leave the Room of Requirement early to attend a Halloween dinner.

The Great Hall of Hogwarts was once again decorated on this day.

Of course, there is nothing new in all of this. It is still a huge pumpkin, black candles, flying bats, and falling candies.

But Scott didn't care about these, what he was looking forward to was the sumptuous food tonight.

When Scott walked up to the long table, all three of his roommates turned to stare at him.

"Oh, the elusive Scott, the mysterious Scott." Eddie said in a strange tone, "Where did you go? I woke up early in the morning and found that you had disappeared!"

"Self-study." Scott shook the notebook in his hand.

"Self-study!" Roger stared, "Listen, this guy obviously forgot that today is our first Hogsmeade weekend this year!"

"It's also Roger's five-month anniversary of being single!" Eddie exclaimed.

Scott ignored the two guys.

After he sat down, he just looked at Milton and said to him apologetically, "Sorry, I really forgot. How was today, your meeting with Mr. Graves?"

"It's okay." Milton smiled, "It's better than expected."

"How?" Scott asked curiously.

"My dad... I don't know if he is more sober or more confused." Milton's expression was a little strange, "He told me not to go home."

Eddie interjected softly, "I think Mr. Graves is definitely getting more confused."

Roger covered his mouth directly.

Scott glanced at the two and asked Milton, "What do you think?"

"That's good, isn't it?" Milton showed a forced smile, "At least...my request has been fulfilled, and my father will help me bear the pressure from my grandfather."

But... directly telling the underage son not to go home, is this what a normal father should say?

Scott and Roger looked at each other with the same meaning in their eyes.

Eddie, who broke free from Roger's hand, asked Milton, "Didn't your grandfather contact you before this?"

Milton shook his head, "Grandfather doesn't care about me, or rather, he only cares about the surname Graves, not a specific person."

"So do you have any plans for your future?" Scott asked again with concern.

"My dad will pay my tuition and living expenses before graduation, and I will live in the apartment left by my mom during the holidays. Except for my dad and grandfather, they don't know about that place."

Milton said.

"After graduation……"

He thought about it, smiled and said, "I think I'll try to get into the London Philharmonic Orchestra."

"But your musical talent..." Eddie said quickly, and Roger covered his mouth with his hand again.

"It doesn't matter, at least my playing skills will not regress with constant practice."

Milton smiled and told Roger to let Eddie go.

He said in a relaxed tone: "If you can't get into the Philharmonic Orchestra, you can go to other orchestras. I think I will always find my place."

"Of course, your original skills are already very strong, even the Philharmonic Orchestra can be admitted."

Eddie hastily comforted him a few words, then said with some entanglement: "But..."

He hurriedly picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and took a sip.

"Are you going to leave the wizarding world to live in the Muggle world after graduation? I mean... You were still training hard before, why didn't you go to the Weird Sisters singing group?"

"I train for actual combat so that I can better protect myself in the future. This is not a conflict." Milton said with a smile, "Did you forget that I quit the Weird Sisters last semester, and I am no longer their reserve member .”

Roger said: "You can reapply to join, and they won't necessarily reject you."

Milton shook his head. "The members of the Weird Sisters are real geniuses, I mean musically."

What he meant was that he himself was no longer qualified.

"and……"

Mir raised his head and said in a longing tone.

"I have a hunch that one day in the future, I will be reunited with my mother in a musical event. Then, I will see that she is doing well, and of course I will tell her that I am doing well. .”

At this moment, the Halloween candlelight above his head was reflected in his eyes.

"There will be that day."

"of course."

"must."

Scott, Roger and Eddie agree with him.

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