Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 413 143. The Sailor Astrolabe with a New Look
On July 7, Scott celebrated his 13th birthday.

Since he needed to hide his home address, he cast a shielding spell on his name at the beginning of the summer vacation, so this birthday he did not receive gifts from wizarding friends.

But this birthday is still very lively.

All the family came that night and they had a great birthday party for Scott and everyone gave him birthday presents.

Even a few children from my cousin's family gave them handmade birthday cards, and Scott happily accepted them.

The fun-loving Ramiro offered to invite some friends, as well as beautiful girls, to Scott's party, but Scott rejected his idea.

He felt that spending a warm birthday with his relatives was more in his mind.

The end result was certainly not bad, and everyone had a good time.

In addition, both Roger and Milton, who knew the situation, chose to send their blessings to Scott by phone, and even Eddie, who was in the United States, also called.

Late at night, Scott returned to the bedroom.

He found the Ravenclaw mentor in the small frame on the desk, apparently waiting for him.

And his owl, Shay, was squatting next to the frame at the moment, looking at the beautiful and elegant witch in the painting with her neck tilted.

"Good evening, Master."

Scott went to the desk and sat down.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were here."

"It's okay." Ravenclaw in the painting nodded slightly with a smile, "Happy birthday to you, my apprentice."

"Thank you." Scott laughed too.

"That's it, I'll leave you a present."

The Ravenclaw in the painting disappeared after speaking, but a set of very clear rune circuit analysis diagrams and additional explanations remained in the blank frame.

This is a set of rune circuits analyzed from the "Knowledge Bank's Core (Alchemy Part) Construction Record" left by Nicolas May.

Its role is to build a long-distance connection between the mother body and the daughter body, such as [Knowledge Bank] and [Book of Prometheus].

Scott's eyes lit up.

He was about to take a closer look, but Shay on the table leaned forward, its neck flexibly turned, and a pair of big eyes stared at the rune circuit in the picture frame, looking left and right.

"Okay, Shay."

Scott looked helplessly at the huge owl.

"You blocked me."

Shay hasn't delivered a letter for a long time, and has been staying at home, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, and his body has almost turned into a spherical shape.

"You're too fat," Scott couldn't resist. "I think you need some flying training."

He stood up, stretched out his hands to hug Shay's somewhat heavy body, and walked to the window sill.

"Otherwise, I suggest to my mother, let you hunt by yourself."

Shay seemed very angry when he heard the words. It pecked at Scott's hand several times and let out an unhappy cry at the same time.

"Well, whatever you want."

Scott put it on the windowsill.

"But I have to say, if this continues, you will almost be unable to fly."

Shay's feathers exploded.

It flapped its wings and flew up with some difficulty, and yelled at Scott twice.

"Okay, I see, you can still fly."

Scott was perfunctory.

Shay immediately flew out of the window, and his fat figure disappeared into the night.

Scott smiled and sat back at the desk.

He took out his notebook and pen, and excitedly began to copy the set of rune circuits left by Ravenclaw's mentor.

He has been constantly thinking about how to use this set of extremely precious rune circuits in his mind.

It's not just that Eddie's idea of ​​establishing a new wizard media company can be realized.

More importantly, Scott can rely on this set of rune loops, and the monitoring and monitoring that has been realized before, to realize long-distance real-time monitoring, and even create a ubiquitous monitoring network.

In this way, he can take the initiative in many things.

Thinking of this, Scott became more motivated, eager to digest and master this set of rune circuits immediately, and put them into practical use.

Unfortunately, Emilia knocked on his bedroom door.

"Please come in."

"It's time for you to sleep, honey."

Emilia pushed open the door, a gentle reminder.

"Okay, Mom."

Scott obediently agreed, and immediately tidied up the things on the desk.

Because he knew that although Emilia reminded him very gently, if he was disobedient, his mother would change her attitude.

"Good night, Mom."

"Good night."

Seeing Scott lying on the bed, Emilia turned off the light for him, then closed the door and retreated.

It's just that Scott, who is lying on the bed at the moment, is not sleepy.

This may be due to being too excited.

When the sound of Emilia's footsteps disappeared, he got up from the bed again.

Scott didn't turn on the light, he gently took out the sailor astrolabe he bought from a thrift store from the drawer, and lay back on the bed again.

Although it is inconvenient to learn that set of rune circuits, he can continue to analyze this magic item that he has always cared about with magic power perception.

Up to now, he has successfully analyzed half of the blurry little mirror and the brass balance with the smell of medicine, but there has been no progress on the sailor's astrolabe.

The magic power fluctuation contained in the astrolabe is too weak, and the nature of the magic power that Scott can perceive is also very vague.

Although it is also possible that the astrolabe has been completely damaged and cannot be analyzed, Scott still cares about it, and his instinct reminds him not to give up.

So he persisted and even spent more time on the Sailor Astrolabe.

Lying on the bed, Scott closed his eyes, held the Sailor Astrolabe on his chest with his right hand, and his consciousness sank with the perception of magic power, carefully identifying the tiny fluctuations in magic power.

He felt the wind blowing into the bedroom from the window, brushing against his cheek.

I don't know how long it took, but unconsciously, his consciousness continued to sink, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Scott didn't resist, thinking "let's continue tomorrow", and then obediently greeted sleep.

"Crash..."

In a drowsy state, he felt that the wind blowing on his face seemed to be getting stronger, and there was even a unique smell of the sea in the wind.

Then, he seemed to hear the sound of waves.

I don't know why, even though it was a hot summer day, he felt his body getting colder and colder.

How is this going……

Scott's thinking was a little slow, but he couldn't turn around for a while.

He knew he was sleeping and had to think about the situation and react to it.

But he still couldn't think normally, his body couldn't respond, and even his eyelids became extremely heavy, and he couldn't lift them up at all.

This experience of falling into a nightmare was really terrible. As the cold attack became heavier and heavier, Scott felt that his whole body was about to turn into a rigid block of ice.

Scott's consciousness struggled, but to no avail.

He seemed to have turned into a vegetative with his soul trapped in his body, and was placed in a world of ice and snow.

Just then, he heard the sound of a bird flapping its wings.

Shay is back?

Scott felt a surge of joy in his heart.

This emotion is still very dull.

But he expected Shay to be smarter, to notice the strangeness in him at the moment, and then wake him up.

"Cuckoo...goo..."

Shay seemed to live up to his expectations, and Scott heard it call.

"Cuckoo..."

He felt a light peck on his right hand holding the Sailor Astrolabe.

But alas, that didn't seem to be enough, not enough for Scott to come to his senses.

"Gu..."

Shay's voice became anxious.

Scott felt a burning pain in the fingers of his right hand, and then he opened his eyes suddenly.

What he saw was a high and vast starry sky.

Slowly the dull thinking came alive, Scott blinked, and his body regained some consciousness.

So he sat up slowly.

In front of him was an endless black sea.

Under the night sky, there are layers of glaciers in the distance.

The cold wind was howling, and he was shivering alone on an old wooden sailboat.

Scott stood up slowly and looked down.

At this time, he was still wearing the summer short-sleeved pajamas.

Looking around, he staggered towards the dark cabin.

The small cabin was empty, full of the smell of rotting wood.

Scott wandered aimlessly, and he didn't seem to know what he was doing.

Suddenly, he felt a very clear pain in his finger again.

"Gu Gu Gu... Gu!"

Scott opened his eyes again.

The body warmed up, and the familiar ceiling was in front of my eyes.

He went back to his bedroom.

In other words, he finally woke up completely from the nightmare.

But the situation in front of him seems to be a little bad.

Just like the magical riots that happened when I was a child, everything in the bedroom is already floating in the air at this moment.

Including the bed, including Scott himself on the bed.

Scott held his breath, slowly calming down the magic of his riot.

As the magic subsided gradually, everything in the bedroom began to fall lightly.

It wasn't until he heard his bed touch the floor and felt his back hit the bed again that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Scott sat up.

"Thank you, Shay."

He reached out and touched Shay, who was squatting on the bedside and staring at him at the moment.

"Cuckoo..."

Xie Yi yelled twice triumphantly, then turned his head away again, as if he was still a little angry.

"I'd say you're in just the right shape."

Scott got up from the bed and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

"This is……"

He looked down at his right hand.

Shay seemed to have pecked too hard on his right hand finger, causing blood to flow onto the Sailor Astrolabe he was holding.

And the sailor's astrolabe, which was already covered with patina, is now shining like a new one.

He quickly put the Sailor Astrolabe on the bedside table and stared at it for a while.

He knew very well that the nightmare-like illusion he experienced just now was undoubtedly caused by this sailor astrolabe.

Although he really wanted to find out what was going on with this thing, the painful experience of being out of control of his body and consciousness made him a little daunted, and some dared not try again.

Glancing at his bleeding finger, Scott got up straight away, found a bottle of white fresh essence and poured it on his finger, and the wound healed quickly.

"I'm all right."

He said something to Shay, who had been secretly watching him, and lay back on the bed again.

"Fortunately not a portkey."

He muttered a little scared.

If he was really transported to the icy and snowy sea by the Portkey, he would be miserable.

Maybe it was because he was too comfortable at home. After taking a shower this evening, he forgot to put the key back to the forest door on his hand.

Thinking of this, he got up and went to the bathroom again, and found the silver snake-shaped necklace that had been forgotten on the sink, still wrapped around his left hand.

Touching the cold necklace in his hand, Scott fell asleep in peace.

When he woke up the next day, he didn't tell his parents about the bad experience he had last night, but had breakfast with them as usual.

But both Michael and Emilia saw the strangeness Scott was hiding.

Scott prevaricates by saying he didn't sleep well last night because he was too excited.

After breakfast, Michael left the house to go to the antique dealer, Emilia started to do housework, and Scott went back to the bedroom again, calling on his mentor.

After Ravenclaw appeared in the painting, he could tell something was wrong with Scott at a glance, "You look a little bad, what happened?"

Scott quickly told her about his experience last night, and showed her the brand-new sailor astrolabe.

"I can't make accurate judgments in this state." Ravenclaw said in the painting, "because many things I need to rely on the magic of coming and going."

Being a portrait can still draw on the magic of the Room of Requirement.

Truly a portrait of Ravenclaw.

Scott thought so.

Although he had already guessed, he still felt shocked.

"Then let's talk about it when school starts."

He responded, and at the same time put the Sailor Astrolabe into the drawer.

Ravenclaw nodded, "There are two possibilities. It is attacking your consciousness, or it is guiding you."

"Guide?" Scott looked at her questioningly.

"If it's a guide, you need to try to communicate with it to get more clues." Ravenclaw said, "but I don't recommend you try it alone, or its existence is just harmful."

"I see."

Scott wasn't prepared to try again.

He didn't have to take any chances.

It wouldn't be too late to try to communicate after school started and the Ravenclaw instructor confirmed that this thing was not in danger.

Ravenclaw also said: "Let's put this matter aside, and then, let's start today's lesson."

"Yes."

Scott put this matter aside and began to listen to the class carefully, taking notes carefully.

The next few days passed without incident, until Scott got another call from Milton.

A small concert belonging to Milton will be held on July 7th.

Scott decided to join in.

After talking about it at home, Emilia and Michael both supported him to go abroad for fun, so Scott booked a ticket on the 19th.

Of course, besides him, Roger will also fly over from England.

On the 19th, Michael drove Scott to the airport.

Scott successfully got on the plane to Vienna, Austria.

(End of this chapter)