Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 43 043. I will learn from you

"Good evening, Eddie."

In the bedroom, Scott stood in front of Eddie's bed with his arms crossed, leaning against the bedpost, looking down at him.

Eddie, who was sitting on the bed, looked up at Scott's eyes, feeling a little guilty for some reason, and couldn't help holding his little quilt tightly.

Still he mustered the courage to ask, "What's the matter, Scott?"

Scott looked at his guilty look and narrowed his eyes.

"I want to ask you." He said slowly, "Is there anything related to me recently that you haven't told me?"

"What?" Eddie was puzzled.

"No." He shook his head, "Really."

"Really?" Scott bowed slightly, "Think about it again."

"Really really not." Eddie spread his hands.

Scott reminded him: "Think again, like ugly nicknames or something."

Eddie's expression changed slightly immediately, and he looked away for a moment before looking at Scott again.

He pretended to be enlightened. "I remembered it, Scott. I'm sorry, I forgot if you didn't mention it."

Scott stared at him silently for a few seconds, until the guilty look appeared on his face again.

"Tell me." Scott straightened up. "Where did that ugly nickname come from. If you can tell me the answer, I won't hold you back for hiding me."

"Yes, Eddie, talk about it."

At this time, Roger came over and sat directly on Eddie's bed.

He smiled teasingly, "I want to know, what is the ugly nickname that makes Scott so angry?"

"Go away, Roger."

Scott said something to Roger, then threatened Eddie with his eyes.

[Speak out and you will die. ]
Eddie quickly looked at Scott with sincere eyes.

"I don't know who got that nickname," he said.

"Huh?" Scott narrowed his eyes again.

"But it first came from Ravenclaw's first year." Eddie immediately remedied.

"Very well, it seems to be similar to what I guessed."

Scott nodded in satisfaction.

He thought about it, smiled and said to Eddie, "This is the end of it, Eddie."

Without waiting for Eddie to breathe a sigh of relief, he said, "Next, please help me with a message."

"Wh... what?" Eddie almost choked.

"Let everyone know that whoever lets me hear that ugly nickname again, I'll fight him." Scott said seriously.

"Is what you said true?" Eddie looked at him in disbelief. "Will it be too exaggerated?"

[Is it necessary to play so big? ]

He expresses with his eyes.

"Do you really want to duel with all the people who call you your nickname?" Roger said with a weird expression, "What should I do, I'm getting more and more curious about how ugly that nickname is!"

"Then please hold back."

Scott waved, turned and picked up the basket and went to the bathroom.

The next day, the results of Professor Flitwick's punishment of Jacob Kent and Lisa Dupin spread throughout Ravenclaw.

Eddie shared the news with Scott at the dinner table after this morning's class.

Unlike Jacob's two-month labor service, Dupin not only received a labor service penalty for the entire school year, her parents also had to pay a large sum of gold Galleons as a ransom to the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic.

"It is said that Mr. and Mrs. Dupin came to Hogwarts last night," Eddie whispered. "Not only did they yell at Lisa Dupin, but they also begged Professor Flitwick and Headmaster Dumbledore to watch her. Let her go for the sake of being small."

"Oh? They want to hide this from the Law Enforcement Division?" Scott asked amusingly.

Eddie nodded. "Yeah, that's what they thought."

Scott shook his head. "Don't they know that the whole of Ravenclaw knows what their daughter did."

"Yes, that's what Professor Flitwick said. So the result is still that the Dupins have to pay a lot of money to help their daughter escape Azkaban."

Eddie said brightly.

"Professor Flitwick finally demanded that they compensate Roger for his broomstick!"

After lunch, Scott came alone to the Black Lake Pier under the cliff next to the auditorium.

"Jacob."

He looked directly at a boulder by the water's edge.

"You're here, Scott."

Jacob came out from behind the boulder.

He took a silver spoon out of his pocket, shook it, and said to Scott, "I was wondering if this was a prank."

"I'm not into mischief, Jacob." Scott reached for the silver spoon.

This is a common tableware on the long table of the Hogwarts Great Hall. The difference is that it has a few inconspicuous small characters on the handle.

[1:00pm Black Lake Pier S·T]

time, place, initials.

This is a special style invitation.

"I didn't expect your Transfiguration to be able to do this, Scott!" Jacob was a little excited. "Across a long table, the spoon in my hand changed silently!"

Scott smiled. "It's okay, at least I used my wand secretly."

"No, that's amazing," Jacob said in a adoring tone.

"It's you, Jacob." Scott's expression was playful. "I didn't expect you to do this."

He took a step forward, patted Jacob on the shoulder, and said, "But you should know that it's ridiculous to pretend to be in front of me."

"Like Jasmine Travers?"

Jacob immediately became expressionless.

"You should think her disguise is ridiculous, right?"

"Don't be in a hurry to talk about this." Scott walked to the pier. "We still have some time to exchange ideas before class in the afternoon."

He raised the spoon in his hand and threw it forward, then pulled out his wand.

"Disappeared without a trace."

A magic force flew out of the wand, collided with the falling spoon, and the spoon disappeared instantly.

Then, he took out a piece of ebony from the deformed lizard skin bag at his waist and threw it forward.

He recited the incantation again, and another magic force flew out, and the ebony wood began to deform rapidly.

In a blink of an eye, a small boat fell on the water.

Scott raised his feet and stepped onto the boat and sat down, beckoning to Jacob, "Come on, let's enjoy the fun of boating together."

"Ok."

Jacob followed and climbed into the boat and sat opposite him.

He looked at Scott with a novel look. "Use the Vanishing Spell to make the spoon disappear. Put the conversation on the wide lake. You're really careful."

Scott took out the new material and turned it into a paddle, and started rowing the boat.

"It's necessary, Jacob," he said. "I'm forcing myself into this good habit for the future."

Hearing this, Jacob nodded seriously.

"Makes sense, I'll learn from you," he said.

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