Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 384
Listening to Ravenclaw's exclamation to Slytherin in the painting, Scott looked at her suspiciously.

The Ravenclaw in the painting just shook his head and didn't say much.

Scott could only put away his curiosity.

"There are some things you can't hide anymore." Ravenclaw said to him, "You are used to telling me everything, but you have reservations about others, but I can't give you the most direct help."

Scott was taken aback when he heard this.

Indeed, perhaps because Ravenclaw was just a portrait these days, he was more willing to be honest with her.

In front of others, even Professor Flitwick who has helped him a lot, he still has reservations.

Of course, there were other things he didn't tell anyone.

The only one who knows everything about him is Rimbaud who was created by him.

"Do you think you're doing the right thing?" the Ravenclaw in the painting asks him.

Scott opened his mouth, feeling unable to answer.

Ravenclaw asked again, "Do you think neither Dumbledore nor Flitwick understands you?"

Scott shook his head, his voice dry, "No, they should know me."

He is still self-aware.

Even if he is more mature than his peers today because of his past life memories, this maturity is only relative.

He knew very well that he was still a very shallow young man in front of experienced old men like Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick.

Ravenclaw continued: "An old man, especially an old man with wisdom, can easily see through a young man. Therefore, your concealment does not make much sense."

"But..." Scott raised his head, "I..."

"It's nothing if you met Medea, and it's nothing if you received her gift." Ravenclaw said to him, "If you want to get more help, you must learn to be honest. Otherwise, Others don't know how to help you even if they want to help you."

Scott nodded subconsciously when he heard this.

Ravenclaw in the painting looks into his eyes.

"Of course, I'm not telling you to be honest with everyone, because a lot of people don't deserve it. And I'm not telling you to tell people everything you've done, because everyone has their own secrets. But facing what's worth it People, you should treat them with sincerity. More importantly, you must learn to trust."

Listening to her words, Scott was a little worried whether the mentor had misunderstood him.

He quickly explained: "Although I concealed some things, I did not treat my teachers and friends with false friendship."

"I know." Ravenclaw smiled at him, "That's why your teachers and friends still care about you."

Scott nodded quickly again.

His respect for his teacher and his concern for his friends were sincere, and he didn't use hypocrisy. He didn't want the Ravenclaw mentor to misunderstand him.

"I just hope you learn to trust." Ravenclaw said gently, "A person will always accept help from others on the road of growth, and it is inevitable for everyone."

Scott immediately understood what she meant.

But this is his character, and he can't change it for a while.

Ravenclaw didn't say much, and then began her teaching.

Scott left the Room of Requirement before dinner began.

He kept thinking on the way to the auditorium.

Perhaps, he thought, he should indeed tell the professors what he knew about Medea and Slytherin.

Thinking about this question, he walked to the fourth floor without knowing it, and suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Scott!"

Scott followed the prestige and saw that Black, who had returned to Hogwarts, was standing in a corridor, propping up the railing with one hand, and beckoning at him with the other.

At this time, there were people coming and going near the spiral staircase, and Scott didn't feel the magic power of the people around him. He was a little surprised to see that it was Black calling him.

"Come here, Scott," Blake said again.

Scott nodded, changed the direction of his footsteps, stepped on the stairs moving in the direction of Black, and walked in front of him not long after.

"Good evening, Professor Black." He greeted politely.

After not seeing him for a while, Blake looked much thinner again.

Almost the same as when Scott first met him again.

"Just call me Sirius." Black smiled heartily, reached out and patted his shoulder, "I'm just a teaching assistant now."

"Excuse me……"

Just as Scott wanted to ask Black what he wanted him to do, Black put his arms around his neck enthusiastically and led him forward.

"follow me."

As he spoke, he led Scott to the door of his office.

Scott couldn't ask the question he wanted to ask.

"Harry is here too."

Blake pushed open the office door, finally let go of his arms around Scott's neck, and walked in.

Scott glanced inside the door, and saw Harry sitting on the sofa in a paralyzed posture, with a hopeless expression on his face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head a little slowly.

"Sirius..." He looked at Scott in surprise, "Oh, Scott, hello."

"Hello, Harry."

Scott was still scratching his head. He didn't understand why Blake had called him over.

"I happened to meet Scott when I was out for air," Black said to Harry. "I just invited him to have dinner with us by the way, and it's also a good time for him to share his experience in learning Occlumency with you."

Then, he turned to Scott who was still standing at the door, "How about it, Scott, come in, the house elves from Hogwarts will help deliver the food to the office."

"Thank you for your invitation." Scott couldn't refuse, so he nodded and walked into the office.

"You're welcome," said Black, laughing, striding over to sit next to Harry.

"It should be me who said thank you, Scott." Harry barely sat up straight, and smiled shyly at Scott, "Please, oh, and thank you for borrowing the notes." Gave it to me."

"You've already thanked me for that."

Scott walked to the side and sat down on the single sofa, and looked at Harry a few more times.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Have you been so tired from learning Occlumency?"

"Very tired." Harry's expression was very painful, "My brain has been constantly invaded by Dementors, and it feels like my brain is about to become a paste."

In this regard, Scott could only look at him sympathetically.

Next, he had dinner in Blake's office and chatted with Harry about his experience learning Occlumency.

As for how much effect...

Just look at Harry's bewildered eyes.

In this regard, Scott is also a little helpless.

This is the limitation of "can only be understood, not expressed".

After saying goodbye to the godfather and son, he hurried back to the Ravenclaw common room.

He didn't forget that he also promised Penello and Keira to attend the reading club organized by them.

When he walked into the college library, the reading club had already started, and Penello was standing among a group of students talking.

Most of the students present were first-, second-, and third-year junior students. Of course, there were also many students above third grade, and Scott's roommates were also there.

Scott smiled apologetically at Penello, and walked silently to the side of the bookshelf to stand.

Kayla walked up to him and whispered, "I thought you were going to break the contract!"

"Sorry." Scott also whispered.

At this moment, Penello, who was speaking, suddenly mentioned him.

She praised Scott well, saying that he is a typical Ravenclaw who has always been at the top of the grades, and called on the lower grades to learn from him.

Sensing the frequent glances of the children in the lower grades, Scott kept his expression on his face and felt a little ashamed in his heart.

He doesn't think he's a good role model.

effort?

Ravenclaw students, who doesn't work hard?
Other than that, he has nothing to learn from him.

Do you want those children to learn how he deliberately used various means to kill people?

If possible, he also wanted to spend the seven years of studying at Hogwarts in peace, without going through those heart-wrenching crises and struggles.

"Next, please welcome Scott to share his learning experience."

After Penello finished speaking, everyone present began to applaud.

And Roger and Eddie kept winking at Scott.

"Thank you."

Scott walked into the middle of the crowd, and the applause stopped.

He looked around with anticipation or admiration, and suddenly felt some pressure.

Fortunately, he is ready to come up with some dry goods to share, which can be regarded as living up to everyone's expectations.

"Hi everyone, I'm Scott Trollope. It's a great honor to have the opportunity to communicate with you here. Today I want to share with you some effective learning methods for improving Transfiguration performance."

He greeted everyone, and without any more nonsense, he directly began to talk about the topic he had prepared.

He didn't tell the specific knowledge, but shared with everyone some confirmed and effective learning methods that he summed up when he was learning the Transfiguration course.

Since it was the part he was best at, he spoke it quite fluently, even though he had only prepared a topic beforehand.

The people present also listened very carefully.

Scott didn't say how long it was, and what he said was also some universal learning methods.

For example, the method of using magic perception ability to improve transfiguration is not suitable for everyone, so he didn't mention it.

After 20 minutes, Scott stopped his sharing and was again applauded by everyone.

Then he spent another 10 minutes answering a few students' questions, and ended his stage session in this book club.

After that, he began to sit down and listen to others share their experiences in learning.

This time, Penello invited the top students in almost every grade.

Although everyone is good at different directions, they are undoubtedly excellent.

Scott also listened with gusto, feeling quite rewarded.

As time passed, the atmosphere of the reading club became more and more enthusiastic, and more and more people joined in, and it didn't end until late at night.

The four of Scott returned to the dormitory, and Eddie asked him, "Scott, what did you do last night? We slept very late, but you didn't come back until we fell asleep."

"Yeah, I still can't wake up in the morning." Roger added.

"I was ambushed last night under the tower and then I went to the principal's office," Scott said.

As soon as he finished speaking, his three roommates surrounded him in surprise.

"Are you telling the truth?" Eddie asked in surprise.

"Who is it?" Roger asked angrily.

"Aren't you hurt?" Milton asked worriedly.

"Don't worry." Scott smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "Of course the guy who attacked me was knocked down by me, and I was not injured."

The three roommates breathed a sigh of relief at the same time when they heard him say that.

"Who is it?" Roger asked again, "Did you go to Professor Flitwick's place last night? That guy can't even beat you in an extremely exhausted state?"

"Could it be first grade?" Eddie guessed.

As roommates, they are of course well aware of Scott's state after each dueling training from Professor Flitwick.

"It's Elijah Caro," said Scott.

Hearing this name, the three people standing in front of him showed confused expressions at the same time.

They all seem to have forgotten the name.

"I remember!"

After two seconds, Eddie and Milton spoke at the same time.

"Isn't he going to Durmstrang?" Eddie asked.

Scott, leaning against the bedpost, told them a series of events about Caro.

It must be that the lily-flavored love triangle and the drama of "Licking the Dog to Blacken" were too exciting, and the three of them were stunned and unable to speak.

Even Eddie, who has always been the most eloquent, didn't make a timely comment.

"I thought...that poisonous letter that Rolle sent you was enough viciousness..." Milton said with a trembling voice, "I didn't expect..."

"That's nothing," Scott said.

He is very self-aware, and when it comes to "maliciousness", he has not lost, and is even better.

The way he used the rune circuit hidden in the pendant necklace to influence Carlo's thinking can certainly be called "malicious".

At this moment, Scott recalled what the Ravenclaw mentor said to him in the morning.

But Scott just thought about it, and was still not ready to directly expose his "malicious" side.

Ravenclaw also said that everyone has their own secrets, right?

Then Roger asked, "What will happen to Carlo?"

"Azkaban! Must go to Azkaban!" Eddie yelled.

"I will write to my father and ask him for help so that Carlo can't get away with it like last time." Milton said without hesitation, "My father is doing well in the Ministry of Magic now."

At this moment, he didn't think at all about the less intimate relationship between himself and his father.

As soon as Scott was about to speak, Milton hurriedly said: "Don't refuse, Scott. You have helped me too much. I just wrote a letter to my father, and that is nothing at all."

Scott looked up and saw the seriousness in his eyes.

"Thank you." Scott smiled sincerely and did not refuse again.

(End of this chapter)