Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 293 293. Scott's Saturday

Despite the Quidditch match between Slytherin and Hufflepuff on Saturday, Scott walked into the Room of Requirement early in the morning with a full day's worth of food.

"Good morning, Helena."

Scott walked into Helena's study, closed the door and greeted the girl Helena in the painting.

The girl in the painting is currently in an oil painting depicting an indoor scene.

She was sitting on a chair with her back to the picture, stirring something in a porcelain cup with a thin silver spoon between her fingers.

"Good morning, Scott."

Her voice was perfunctory in response to Scott, and she didn't even look back.

Scott smiled, this is the consequence of being too familiar.

Scott didn't always stay in the room where the Ravenclaw portrait was when he was studying here.

It should be said that, except for consulting with his tutor, he spends most of his time studying in this study.

Probably because the time spent together in the same room is too long, the girl Helena in the painting after being thoroughly familiar with him no longer has curiosity about him, so she no longer has the original enthusiastic attitude.

"I think... I need you to open the door for me, Helena." Scott said helplessly.

"Yes, I need to open the door for you."

Helena dropped the silver spoon in her hand and stood up slowly.

She turned around and complained, "I shouldn't have agreed to be in charge of this errand in the first place. God knows, I just wanted to make things difficult for Helena when she came here."

She walked through several paintings, and finally came to the largest landscape painting.

The picture frame is removed, and the wooden door emerges.

"Okay, let's go in quickly." Helena in the painting waved her hand.

"Thank you."

Scott opened the door and walked in, respectfully saluting Ravenclaw in the painting.

"Good morning, Master."

"Here you are." Ravenclaw in the painting raised his head, "Let's get started."

Scott walked to his seat and sat down, took out his notebook, and began to ask his tutor questions he had recorded during this week's study.

No matter what his questions were related to, Ravenclaw always gave answers without thinking, and helped him further expand his knowledge.

All Scott has to do is ask questions and absorb the knowledge with all his attention, and of course he needs time to digest the knowledge afterwards.

Fortunately, after Ravenclaw's training during this period, Scott's speed of accepting and digesting knowledge is already very fast.

As Ravenclaw said, the mind also needs continuous exercise, and only the mind that is used frequently will become smarter.

Near noon, Scott finished asking the questions he had accumulated, and he got an hour's rest.

He voluntarily exited the room where the Ravenclaw portrait was, and ate a sandwich in the outer study.

"Remember to keep it clean!" The girl Helena in the painting reminded loudly.

She had a problem with Scott's behavior in dining in the study.

"Hey, I never dirty this study!" Scott felt wronged.

He suspected that Helena was jealous that he could eat.

"Of course, I'm just reminding you." Helena said angrily.

She was still sitting on the chair in the interior painting, stirring the china cup with a silver spoon.

Scott ignored her and concentrated on eating his sandwich.

"Hey!" Helena in the painting said again, "Why do you eat that kind of crude food? The taste must not be very good."

"Hmm." Scott swallowed the food in his mouth and replied perfunctorily, "It's really not that good."

Sure enough, Helena was jealous that he could eat!
"I knew it!"

Helena said proudly after hearing Scott's answer.

Scott nodded perfunctorily again.

After lunch, Scott randomly found a book in the study to read.

Due to the difference between the spell system thousands of years ago and the modern spell system, most of the books that record spells in this study have no value for learning.

Instead, it was books that described the lives or adventures of wizards thousands of years ago that interested Scott.

He even saw a lot of anecdotes about the ancestors of pure-blood families that have been passed down to this day.

For example, the author of this book wrote that he had a duel with a wizard named Black.

The description of the ancestor of the Black family in the book is extremely unkind, even calling him [that damned treacherous old dog].

Of course, Scott also found some interesting knowledge, or less reliable ideas in these books.

For example, in the book he is reading, the author believes that wizards are actually magical animals in human form.

He observed that the magic of magical animals comes from instinct, but wizards have forgotten this instinct.

He even believed that the presence of spells and wands suppressed the wizard's instincts.

In order to awaken this instinct in himself, he spent several years alone in the wild naked, drinking blood, but of course it failed.

This book is his "experimental" journal.

"Oh, that book was written by a lunatic." Helena accosted Scott again, "It can only be read as a joke and has no value!"

"I just read it as a joke book," Scott said. "It's my relaxation time."

The author of this book is probably really a lunatic, and he has also mixed in with various groups of magical animals, trying to pretend to be one of them.

It's a pity he was quickly cast away most of the time.

At the end of the break, Scott put the "joke book" back on the bookshelf, sat at Helena's desk, and began to sort out and digest the knowledge received this week including this morning.

Dinner was still hastily spent, and he stayed until before curfew before leaving.

At this time, Hogwarts castle has become quiet, and no one is still wandering outside the dormitory.

The Weasley twins, who are now busy tinkering with inventions and trying to make money, basically don't do any night tours anymore.

Scott skillfully passed several secret passages to save some time going downstairs, and returned to the Ravenclaw Tower as quickly as possible.

"How to ward off evil spirits with herbal knowledge?"

Today's eagle-shaped bronze door knocker did not ask the kind of funny questions like brain teasers, but a normal knowledge test.

"A garland of blackberries," Scott replied quickly.

"correct answer."

The door opened and Scott strode in.

The common room is quiet, all the lights have been extinguished, and even the fire in the fireplace seems to be about to burn out.

Although the common room looked empty, Scott walked purposefully to the sofa in front of the fireplace with his back to the door.

"Good evening, Luna."

He woke up the girl who was curled up on the sofa and dozed off.

"Oh, good evening, Scott." Luna rubbed her eyes, "Eddie said you didn't come back, I've been waiting for you."

"Is something wrong?"

Scott sat down on the sofa next to him, drew out his wand and threw a flame spell into the fireplace.

The flames in the fireplace shot up with a bang.

"You didn't go to the Quidditch match today, Slytherin beat Hufflepuff."

Luna slid from the couch onto the rug and crouched by the fireplace, heating a silver kettle by the fire.

"The disappearance of thestrals."

She was talking a little incoherently.

"Hagrid told me in the afternoon that Professor Dumbledore found some clues in the forest."

Scott asked curiously, "Have they found out where the Thestrals are?"

Luna shook her head, "They found the place where thestrals disappeared. In the forest outside the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid said there were still traces of blood and spells."

"Luring the blood of the Thestrals?" Scott muttered.

Luna said: "Professor Dumbledore's conclusion is that the Thestrals were led there with blood, and then controlled to fly away with a powerful confusion spell. Of course, this is also what Hagrid told me."

"The Ministry of Magic should also be involved in this matter." Scott guessed, "After all, thestrals are also a dangerous magical creature, and the prisoner who stole them is probably a dark wizard who specializes in smuggling magical animals."

"You're right." Luna picked up the blackened silver kettle, "Hagrid said that Professor Dumbledore has notified the Ministry of Magic."

She stood up and walked to the side table, carefully poured water from the kettle into two glasses, and handed Scott a glass.

"Thank you."

Scott took the cup and took a look, and found that it was hot cocoa.

"I wish the Ministry would get them back, but I don't think so. My dad says the Ministry never does anything great."

Holding the cup, Luna squatted on the sofa again, speaking in an erratic voice.

"I wrote to my father, who has decided to publish the matter in the next issue of "The Quibbler", calling on all readers to help find the whereabouts of the Thestrals."

"It's a good thing, maybe it will be useful." Scott said with a smile.

Luna said in a worried tone: "Hagrid is very sad. He just sent away another good friend and his family last school year, and now he has lost Wuwu and his family."

Hearing her words, Scott was a little embarrassed, so he took a sip of hot cocoa.

Another good friend of Hagrid should be Aragog, the eight-eyed spider who originally lived in the Forbidden Forest.

The old eight-eyed spider, his wife Mossag, and their countless descendants were all brutally killed by Scott last school year.

Not one left.

This matter is a secret that only a few people know at Hogwarts.

Luckily Luna was staring at the fire in the fireplace right now, not at Scott.

Otherwise, Scott didn't know if he could hide his emotions from her.

After a while, Scott suggested, "Maybe they can ask Professor Trelawney to divination the whereabouts of the Thestrals. I can't use arithmetic divination to calculate the situation without enough known conditions."

Luna turned to look at him, "Oh, Professor Trelawney, some people say that she is very accurate in divination, and some people think she is a liar."

"I think there must be a reason why she stayed and taught at Hogwarts for so many years." Scott said with a smile.

"Tomorrow I will tell Hagrid your suggestion." Luna eagerly said, "Professor Trelawney's class, I will also try it next year."

"Of course, you can try it to see if you have a talent for divination." Scott took out his pocket watch to check the time, and then urged Luna, "You should go back to the dormitory and sleep, Luna."

"Ok."

Luna drank the hot cocoa in one gulp, stood up and put the cup on the table.

"good night!"

She waved her hand, and lightly climbed up the stairs back to the dormitory.

"Good night."

Scott put down his glass too, and walked up the stairs to the boys' dormitories.

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