Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 336
Scott and Harry followed Black to his office.

After pushing open the door, Black went to sit on the sofa placed in front of the window, and waved to Scott and Harry.

"Come on, please sit down."

Scott and Harry sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Professor Black." Scott asked, "what can I do for you?"

Black leaned back on the sofa and smiled comfortably, "I have to thank you, Scott, Harry told me your guess."

Scott turned his head and glanced at Harry, "I was just guessing wildly while chatting."

"Of course, this matter is not important." Black looked at Harry, "Harry, you don't need to pay attention to that useless piece of Kreacher."

He seemed to hate their house-elf terribly.

"That's not the main reason I asked you to come," he said to Scott.

"But Scott's conjecture may be true!" Harry was a little excited.

He looked at Black and said, "I think there's something wrong with Kreacher's sudden madness. Although it's... not easy to get along with, it's still not that crazy. Maybe what it said is true..."

Speaking of this, he hesitated, "Maybe it really lost something... Did you hear what it said, what was lost was the relic of your brother Regulus, Sirius, maybe you should ask it carefully. "

"But it has gone completely crazy and can't speak clearly."

Blake frowned, showing disgust.

"Maybe it's not something important, you know, even if Regulus left behind only a stone, Kreacher would treat it as a treasure."

Harry had a look of disapproval on his face.

"You told me that Regulus is missing, and no one knows where he went." He said to Black, "Maybe there will be clues from Kreacher?"

Hearing what he said, Blake's brows furrowed even tighter.

"That idiot Regulus, he must have been killed by a mysterious man." He said through gritted teeth, "If it wasn't for the distorted ideas my parents instilled in him, he wouldn't have joined the food at a young age. Dead Apostles, they killed him!"

He made no secret of his hatred of the family.

Harry said loudly, "He's just missing! You should have a good talk with Kreacher, maybe he knows the truth, don't you want to find traces of Regulus?"

Blake nodded involuntarily.

"You're right, Harry." He looked calmer. "I have to find Regulus, dead or alive."

But he soon became angry again.

"Talk about it?" His thin face showed a somewhat ferocious expression, "I will ask clearly, that useless waste can't resist its master!"

At this moment, assistant Lupine pushed open the door of the office and walked in.

"Good evening, what are you talking about?" he asked.

"Is such that……"

Harry hurriedly repeated what they had just discussed.

As Lupine listened to his recitation, he poured four cups of hot tea and brought them over.

"Thank you." Scott quickly thanked Lupine who brought him tea.

Lupine smiled and said to Black: "You should listen to Harry about this matter. Your attitude towards house-elves is too bad, and this may cause problems."

Black didn't take Lupine's words seriously.

He smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, can that useless waste still resist his master?"

Seeing that he couldn't listen to his advice, Lupine shook his head in disapproval, but didn't say anything else.

"By the way, stop talking about that."

Blake waved his hand and looked at Scott.

"I called you here just now because I prepared a gift for you." He stood up, "To thank you for helping to catch Peter."

While talking, he walked to the desk, picked up a somewhat worn notebook from the desk, walked back to the sofa and handed it to Scott.

"You are best at Transfiguration." He said with a smile, "This is an old notebook I found at home. It should be a suitable gift for you."

Scott took the notebook and opened it, only to find Phineas Nigellus Black's name written on the first page.

"That was my great-great-grandfather's name," said Black. "He used to be Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Scott carefully opened the contents at the back of the notebook, and found that this notebook recorded the unique Animagus transformation technique unique to the Black family.

"This is very precious, Professor Black, I'm afraid you can't give it to me?" He looked up at Black and said with some hesitation.

Scott had heard long ago that the Animagus transfiguration technique of the Black family was different from ordinary Animagus. The method they mastered was simpler and less risky.

This can already be counted as the magical heritage of a pure-blooded family.

Seeing Scott's reaction, Blake burst out laughing.

"It doesn't matter." He sat down again and waved his hands. "After you read it carefully, you will know that the Animagus transformation technique of the Black family is not a big deal."

He said carelessly, "Because you don't have the blood of the Black family, so it can only be used as your reference. When I was a student at Hogwarts, I shared this knowledge with a few good friends."

He looked at Harry, "Harry's father, James, and Lupine. James is also very talented in transfiguration, and my sharing is just to help him."

Speaking of this, he showed disgust again, "Of course, there is also Peter. Peter completed the transformation of Animagus with the help of me and James."

Scott carefully flipped through the notebook in his hand again, and found that what Black said was true.

Although the Animagus transfiguration technique inherited by the Black family is simpler and much safer, it has great limitations—it is aimed at the unique canine transformation of the Black family.

Scott closed the notebook and looked at the coat of arms of the Black family on the cover.

It is a shield decorated with a mountain symbol, two five-pointed stars and a short sword, flanked by two greyhounds prancing.

"Thank you, Professor Black." Scott did not refuse.

After accepting the gift, Scott got up to take his leave and left.

After returning to the bedroom and taking a shower, he began to carefully study the old notes from more than 100 years ago.

It was not until before going to bed that he had a preliminary understanding of the specific knowledge of the transformation of the Animagus inherited by the Black family.

This knowledge is aimed at the descendants of the Black family blood, and it really can only be used as a reference for Scott.

But he also saw another side of the pure-blood family.

Sure enough, those pureblood families desperately ensured the continuation and purity of the bloodline not just because of a pureblood title.

The reason why they care so much about the so-called bloodline is because once their bloodline is diluted or changed, it means that they will lose their family's magical heritage.

At breakfast time the next morning, while eating, Scott also completed the two tasks of monitoring the Slytherin long table and listening to the report of the Harry doll.

On the Slytherin side, Millicent Burst, who was engaged to the new Travers heir, finally returned to school after a semester absence.

It was a dominatrix-like girl with black hair and a tall, strong figure.

Scott heard several of her classmates complimenting her on how she would be the Mistress of the Travers family.

Millicent Burst accepted these compliments well, her fat chin protruded aggressively, and her fleshy face was full of complacency.

Seeing this scene, Scott couldn't help feeling that the heir launched by the Foley family really sacrificed a lot in order to get the Travers family.

Compared with the Slytherin side, the report from the Harry doll's side was much heavier.

Harry saw Voldemort again in his dream.

Since this time it could be said to be a nightmare, Harry was greatly frightened, so he told Ron what he saw in the dream.

This also allowed Scott to know the specific content of his dream.

Just last night, Harry found himself turned into a "baby", or possessed by a "baby", was hugged by a young man, and entered a hidden cliff cave by the sea.

Of course, when the "baby" began to speak, Harry realized that it was not the baby who was possessed in his dream, but Voldemort.

Voldemort was carried into the cliff cave by a young man, and countless ghosts were awakened from the lake hidden in the cliff cave.

They walked to the small island in the middle of the lake by walking on the bridge built by the corpses.

There, Voldemort began to rage, a rage that seemed boundless.

Because he found that what he hid there had been taken away.

Voldemort yelled, "Unforgivable! I need to regain my strength as soon as possible! As soon as possible!"

At this point, Harry woke up from the dream.

After listening to the report from Harry's doll, Scott had confirmed the whereabouts of Slytherin's locket.

It seems that the locket has really fallen into Medea's hands.

If the portrait of the former headmaster Phineas Black is really loyal to Medea as Scott guessed, then for her, as long as she finds the clue of the locket, it is not difficult to enter Black's house.

Regardless of how Medea got the locket, Scott is well aware that Voldemort is now vulnerable, and of course Voldemort himself knows this all too well.

This is why Harry felt extremely angry and anxious in the dream.

Scott believes that in the face of Medea's oppression, Voldemort is likely to take risks in order to restore his strength.

In this way, he will definitely not wait to use the Triwizard Tournament that will start in the second half of the year to be resurrected like the "original book".

"Oh! This is the topic of today's daily report!"

Eddie's voice brought Scott back from deep thought.

"Those goblins still want to keep a firm grip on the wizards' treasury." Eddie sneered, "The Ministry of Magic is a little tougher this time."

Scott glanced back at the Daily Prophet in his hand.

I saw the headline on the front page of the newspaper read in huge fonts - "The Ministry of Magic Takes Over Gringotts Strongly, Goblins Protest Collectively!" "

(End of this chapter)