Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 393 393. Targeting One and Killing Three

After listening to Scott's report, Milton was in a trance all afternoon, and even made frequent mistakes in Potions class, and Snape took the opportunity to deduct 5 points.

Scott didn't know how to comfort or persuade.

When dinner time came, seeing that he was still out of shape, Roger said to him, "Maybe you should talk to your father."

But Milton just shook his head.

"It was my father who told me that he hoped that I would try not to go back." He said softly, "Maybe there is a reason I don't know, but since it is his wish, I will do as he said. "

Scott looked at his expression and found that he was not talking angry.

Milton smiled slightly, as if he had finally recovered.

"If he still cared about me, then it might be better for me to listen to him," he said.

"You're right," Scott agreed.

Milton's family is a so-called emerging wizard family, and his character was originally out of tune with those relatives.

Now add a more complicated Mrs. Zabini, and Medea who is hiding something behind her, and it becomes even more complicated.

It might be a good thing for him to be able to break away from such a family bondage.

Perhaps it was also out of this idea that Mr. Graves told Milton not to go home again.

After dinner, Scott bid farewell to his roommates and came to Professor Flitwick's office to continue his dueling training.

Professor Flitwick already knew the details of the trial this morning, so he first comforted Scott kindly.

He said to Scott: "I hope you will not be influenced by other people's slander and malice. In my heart, you have always been a very good student. Of course, I also hope that you will not be disappointed with the future of the wizarding world. We should believe that most Wizards have justice in their hearts."

Facing Professor Flitwick's kind comfort, Scott could only show his gratitude and suppress those guilt emotions in his heart.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But even so, he won't confess to anyone that he really is a hidden poison wizard.

After the duel training began, Professor Flitwick was surprised by the Patronus Charm that Scott was finally able to fully release.

In this regard, Professor Flitwick said happily: "You can ask Albus about the usage of the more advanced Patronus Charm, after all, he promised you."

Scott thought of Dumbledore's Patronus Charm, which could speak and even block the Cruciatus Curse, and immediately nodded.

Then, Professor Flitwick also told him a lot about the Patronus Charm.

"The most common Patronus Charm has only one effect, and that is to expel dementors."

"But the Patronus Charm is one of the oldest and most famous defensive spells in the wizarding world, and it certainly does more than that."

"Although the patron saint summoned by the patron saint spell has no entity and cannot defend against physical attacks, it has the function of protecting your heart and even your soul."

"However, only Albus can use the Patronus Charm to defend against the Cruciatus Curse. Generally speaking, the Unforgivable Curse is irresistible."

"Of course, it's also because Carlo doesn't have a deep grasp of the Cruciatus Curse and its power is too small."

Scott asked curiously, "Is it possible for Professor Dumbledore to successfully defend against the Killing Curse?"

Professor Flitwick shook his head directly, "That's impossible, there has never been such a thing, unless the magic power of the wizard who used the death curse is very weak."

Scott understood.

Professor Flitwick added: "Also, I think you can prepare for the Animagus transformation. It will take some time and luck. Of course, it is best to do it under the guidance of Professor McGonagall."

Scott nodded in agreement.

The prerequisites for learning the transformation of Animagus are somewhat complicated and cumbersome, and some luck is required to meet the right weather, which is not an easy task.

The first step to be carried out is very troublesome——

A single leaf of the mandrake must be kept in the mouth continuously for a full month, from full moon to full moon.

At no time should the leaves be swallowed or taken out of the mouth, if the leaves leave the mouth the whole process must start all over again.

Without mentioning the impact of containing leaves on daily life such as speaking, eating and washing, Scott is somewhat unable to imagine what a leaf will look like after being contained for a month.

After finishing the duel training that night, Scott went back to the dormitory and went to bed early.

He got up at 5 o'clock the next morning, washed and dressed, and went to the crow's territory through the door key in the empty bathroom.

He came to the oak hut on a broomstick, and Rimbaud also flew out of the nest beside him.

Scott went into the cabin and took out a picture frame, and manipulated the change of the paint with the deformation technique, and "printed" three portraits at the fastest speed.

"Remember these three people." He pointed to Rimbaud and introduced, "Amycus Carlo and Alecto Carlo, twins from the Carlo family, are Death Eaters, and Broderick Bird , a staff member of the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries."

Rimbaud looked at the three portraits and tilted his head, "What do you want to do?"

Scott pondered for a moment, and then said: "Don't worry about the Carlo brothers and sisters, they will be Voldemort's helpers in the prison break. I want to know if Mr. Bird is the one who wrote a letter in [Prometheus Book] to threaten me Mr. B."

"Mr. Bird? Do you need me to keep an eye on him?" Rimbaud asked again.

"Hold on."

Scott went to the small desk and sat down.

He took an ebony block from the shapeshifting lizard pouch and placed it on the table.

Then he collected himself, and after a few seconds, he waved his wand and transformed the block into a gray-looking gecko.

Rimbaud flew to the table to look at the gecko, and asked Scott curiously, "Why didn't you take out that bone before using the magic?"

Scott put the little gecko in his hand, and replied: "Because the Oak Lodge has been completely hidden by the Fidelity Curse, for me, this is an absolutely safe safe house, even the Trace Contract of the Ministry of Magic. It is impossible to determine whether there are minors using magic illegally here."

Rimbaud nodded half-understanding, and asked again, "What's the use of this little thing?"

"it?"

Scott smiled and took out his [Magic Mirror], and used his magic wand to draw a silver thread from the gecko's body and put it into the [Magic Mirror].

He stretched out his finger and clicked on the [magic mirror], and a picture appeared on the mirror soon, and a sound came out at the same time.

Scott and Rimbaud appeared in the picture, which was the picture and sound heard from the perspective of the gecko just now.

"This is a gecko that can 'record' pictures and sounds." Scott said, "It's a pity that I can't connect it to my [magic mirror] in real time. Only when I successfully recover it in the future can I take it out and see it." to see and hear."

The gecko, though unremarkable, represented a huge step forward in Scott's Transfiguration.

In the past, if Scott wanted to successfully use deformation to create such a tool animal, it would be impossible to do it in one step.

Just like he used to make listening bats, he needs to engrave the rune circuit on the bat wood carving first, and then use the transformation again after activating the rune circuit.

Today, Scott, who can do it in one step, has undoubtedly enhanced a lot in all aspects.

This represents the result of his learning and progress after squeezing the time and energy under the tremendous pressure brought by the prophecy.

It's a pity that Rimbaud didn't understand how difficult it was for Scott to do this.

It just nodded in understanding, "Need me to put it near Mr. Bird?"

"Ninth floor underground, Department of Mysteries." Scott said, "In addition to the halls for research, there is also an office."

Scott took out a piece of parchment, recalled the route he remembered when he passed the ninth floor yesterday, and drew it on the parchment with a pen.

He said gravely, "That would mean venturing inside the Ministry of Magic and putting the gecko in that office."

"It's okay." Rimbaud said confidently, "It's not the first time I've entered the Ministry of Magic. It's very chaotic there, and my flying speed is very fast."

"But you haven't entered the ninth basement level." Scott hesitated, "People can only go down to that level by elevator, and there is only one department of the Department of Mysteries on that level, with very few staff."

He thought for a while, and said: "To be on the safe side, let a smarter crow go. I can cast a disillusionment spell on it in advance. With the size of a crow, my disillusionment spell can last at least three Hour."

Rimbaud shook his head, "The smartest crow is not that smart, so I won't encounter any danger if I go."

Scott thought about it and agreed.

Rimbaud possesses the ability to fly silently and quickly. When flying at extreme speed, he looks like a shadow, which is indeed the most suitable for this task.

He warned, "Be careful, if Mr. Bird is the Mr. B who threatened me, maybe he will be a dangerous person."

"I see." Rimbaud flew up and grabbed the gecko in Scott's hand with his claws.

"Remember to come to Hogwarts to find me after you finish this." Scott reminded again, casting a disillusionment spell on it.

Then Rimbaud, who had become at one with his environment, immediately said: "This is not possible."

"It's not possible." Scott looked at the gecko, which seemed to be flying and twisting in the air, "but I can't cast a spell on it, or it will explode."

Scott can only do 1+1, not 1+1+1. This gecko has already integrated the two magics of Transfiguration and Rune Circuit, and applying the spell will completely destroy its stability.

"I have a way."

Rimbaud threw the gecko on the table, and the gecko disappeared piece by piece.

"I'll spit it out then," Rimbaud said.

Although Scott had some doubts about whether he could use it after spitting it out, he still smiled encouragingly.

After Rimbaud left Oak Lodge, he also returned to Hogwarts Castle on his broomstick, just in time for breakfast.

At noon, Scott deliberately came out of the Response Room to have lunch, and Rimbaud just came back from London and flew in front of him smoothly.

Seeing that Rimbaud was safe and sound, Scott couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It whispered to Scott, "Everything is going well. Today is the weekend. There are very few people on duty at the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Bird you want to observe is not there. The gecko successfully crawled in through the crack in the door."

"Good job." Scott also whispered, "There is one more task."

He deliberately walked to a window at the end of a corridor.

"You've got to go to Azkaban," he ordered, "and kill Elijah Carro for me, and old Yaxley and his son."

"Still using the same method?" asked Rimbaud.

Scott shook his head, "For safety's sake, we can't use poison anymore."

He was worried that if he used the same method too much, he would inadvertently leave some clues that he didn't know about.

What's more, the threat of Mr. B is still vivid in my mind.

Scott took a pocket birdcage out of his pocket and held it in the palm of his hand.

This black birdcage is only as big as a thumb. What's even more peculiar is that there are a group of black crows as big as midges in the cage.

"This is a new weapon." He said in an inaudible voice. "The product of Transfiguration and the reduction spell. The raw material of deformation is hard steel."

Rimbaud took a closer look and asked Scott, "What should I do? If I do it directly, my claws are also very sharp and can scratch the wizard's throat."

Of course Scott knew that Rimbaud's claws and beak were sharp, after all, it was conjured from a piece of titanium alloy.

But he didn't mean to let Rimbaud do it directly, although the wizards in Azkaban had almost no resistance.

"As long as it is done, it will leave marks. Maybe someone can see something from the wound. I will do everything possible to avoid being suspected." Scott said.

He told Rimbaud his plan.

Rimbaud only needs to put the crow shrunk down by the shrinking spell into the target's prison, and the crow will enter their body through the target's snout.

When the shrinking spell fails, they will return to their original size, and then directly break open the target's stomach and get out of it.

"...I have already estimated the time when the reduction spell and the transformation spell will fail. After killing the target, they will fly away from Azkaban by themselves, and finally turn back into a steel block and fall into the sea."

Scott had an indifferent look on his face.

Rimbaud nodded first, and then said: "Do you want to think about turning them into crows? After all, you have summoned crows to fight in front of many people."

"It's okay, crows are too common."

Scott isn't worried about that.

"And you told me that apart from dementors and prisoners in Azkaban, there are only crows."

Only crows come and go without arousing suspicion.

Due to the existence of the dementors, the guards sent by the Ministry of Magic only guarded the periphery of Azkaban. By the time they found someone dead, Scott's crow must have flown away long ago.

Accepting Scott's task, Rimbaud flew out of the window with the birdcage in his claws.

Scott looked up and watched its figure disappear into the sky.

Next, he just needs to wait for the news in the newspaper tomorrow.

Scott thought.

It wasn't that he couldn't wait to kill his enemies, but that the timing was fleeting, and Azkaban was about to become lively.

As he and Dumbledore said, Voldemort must have a plan to break the prison.

Under such a premise, the longer the time dragged on, the more people would probably be staring at Azkaban, and it would definitely not be as convenient as it is now if they want to do something at that time.

(End of this chapter)