Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 443 443. Conversation in the waking room
When Scott opened his eyes again, what he saw was a colorful old poster.

He found himself already at the Burrow, in Fred and George's room.

"woke up!"

"Scott is awake!"

Fred and George shouted in my ears.

Scott tried to sit up, but couldn't.

Fortunately, Fred stepped forward to help him up, and stuffed two pillows behind his back.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and after a while, the small room became overcrowded.

"Oh dear, are you all right!"

Mrs. Weasley squeezed over to the bed and looked at him lovingly.

"I've heard everything." She patted Scott's head as if she were her own child. "Thanks to you, you and Dumbledore saved everyone. It's amazing!"

"Oh, that's nothing." Scott forced a smile.

"Son, are you in good health?" Mrs. Weasley asked concerned.

"It's just too much consumption, and I have no energy." Scott said truthfully.

"Then you must be hungry!" Mrs. Weasley straightened up. "I think you need to supplement your nutrition as soon as possible!"

With that said, she turned around directly.

"Get out of here! Don't crowd here! I have to prepare some delicious food for this kid!"

She directly reached out to push the others away, and rushed out of the room in a hurry.

Scott didn't look at the others until she left.

Only the brothers and sisters of the Weasley family, Harry, and Hermione were in the room, and those adults were not seen.

Bill, Charlie, Percy, and Ginny just came to visit and asked a few questions. Seeing that Scott was in good health, they also left the crowded room.

"Oh, Fred." Scott turned to look at Fred who was closest to the bed, "Do you know what happened to Roger? Are you okay?"

Fred shook his head, "Sorry, I don't know, it was too chaotic when we left, there were too many people, we didn't see Roger, and everyone immediately apparated back home after escaping from the gymnasium."

Scott was still a little worried, "He was under Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse, I hope he can be stronger."

He thought of Neville's parents, who had been driven insane by the Cruciatus Curse.

At this moment, a pale Harry stepped forward.

"Oh...Scott, I...I don't know what to say...I'm sorry...It's all my fault...The innocent people...It's all because of me..."

He spoke incoherently, but couldn't speak clearly, as if he had lost his normal ability to express himself.

Scott looked at his sluggish face and the real fear in his eyes, and sighed softly.

"It wasn't your fault, Harry."

"But……"

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, "Look out, brother, it's really not your fault, it's all volts... The Mysterious Man is too evil, you shouldn't blame yourself for it."

Scott smiled, "Ron's right."

He quickly changed the subject.

"Professor Dumbledore?" he asked. "Have the grown-ups gone to clean up the aftermath?"

"Oh, they left quickly."

"I don't know where I went."

Fred and George answered.

"I think they went to Black's house, oh, that's where Sirius and I live," said Harry.

"Oh boy, you need to eat more to get better soon!"

Footsteps and voices came at the same time, and Mrs. Weasley rushed into the room again.

She brought a large plate of well-cooked beef patties, and a large glass of pumpkin juice.

Fred helped set up a small table in front of Scott.

"If you don't have the strength, let Fred feed you. Of course, if you don't have enough energy, let me know! Don't be polite!"

Mrs. Weasley put down the plates and cups, quickly took off her apron and tied it around Scott's shoulders, and said a few words kindly before leaving again.

"Oh, poor baby Scott, do you want me to feed you?" Fred asked with a playful smile.

Scott flatly refused his help.

Although his hands are a little unsteady, he is still strong and self-reliant.

Several other people did not leave either, and they began to talk about how Dumbledore and the others should deal with the aftermath of this incident, and how the British Ministry of Magic, which had lost its prestige, should regain its prestige.

as well as……

What should we do with the Quidditch World Cup final that hasn't started yet?
When Scott had eaten three beef patties and drank a large glass of pumpkin juice, and felt some strength, he asked Fred to put the things away.

So Fred and George divided up the remaining beef patty, and refused to give it to Ron and Harry who were swallowing.

At this time, Hermione frowned and asked, "Don't you think that the behavior of the mysterious man and those Death Eaters is a bit strange today."

"Is there anything strange?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Yes." Hermione replied, "I was thinking before that they didn't choose to attack directly, nor did they choose the moment when most of the audience was obsessed with Veela..."

Having said that, she gave Harry and Ron two stares.

"Or wait until the game is at its peak..."

"That's true." Fred rubbed his chin, "If the mysterious man hadn't shown up in a swaggering manner..."

George answered, "...if they launch a sneak attack with Fiendfire, wouldn't many people suffer?"

Hermione nodded, "That's what I mean. I always feel that the mysterious man is here to make an appearance, even at the end... He knows that Dumbledore is there, so he should know that Dumbledore can save everyone."

"Oh," she added, "he probably didn't expect Scott to have played a big role."

Fred smiled and said to Scott: "Indeed, everyone should thank you, brother!"

George also said: "They must have never imagined that you can not only directly tell Dumbledore about the situation over there, but also help Dumbledore create an escape passage together!"

Scott shook his head.

"Maybe that's where You-Know-Who is clever," he said, looking at Hermione.

Hermione raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "Why do you say that?"

Scott looked at Harry, "Because his target is only Harry, and there are [-] wizards there after all."

"I understand!"

Hermione's face changed, and she obviously understood what Scott said.

"What do you understand?" Ron asked stupidly.

"Didn't Scott already make it very clear!" Hermione glared at him immediately.

She didn't notice that when she looked at Ron with contempt, Harry, who was standing next to Ron, who was hesitant to speak, immediately shut up.

"Then please tell me, what exactly do you understand?" Ron was despised by Hermione, of course he was very unhappy.

The contempt in Hermione's eyes grew even stronger.

But she was still happy to explain to him, "Even the Mysterious Man can't lead dozens of Death Eaters to fight against [-] wizards. His goal is Harry, and the way he chooses is the least likely way to provoke him." A way for everyone to resist together!"

After hearing her words, Ron's face was still a little confused, he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

The expression on Harry's face was similar to his.

Hermione sighed and continued to explain, "If they directly target everyone, they will definitely arouse fierce resistance from everyone. In that case, they themselves will suffer heavy losses. But they just surrounded everyone, and then the mysterious man Randomly selecting targets for questioning is taking advantage of people's luck!"

Only then did Ron have a sudden realization expression on his face.

Harry's expression was almost in sync with his, but he put it away first, without Hermione noticing.

Only Scott and the twins observed this and couldn't help laughing.

But they just laughed silently for a while and couldn't laugh anymore.

The expressions on the faces of the always lively twins were a little heavy, and Scott couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Looking back on the scene at that time, I still feel magical.

Even the whole thing sounds unbelievable.

10 people were actually suppressed by one person.

Almost no one dared to stand up and resist.

"Why did that happen?" Harry was asking right now, "Why didn't everyone stand up and fight against that guy? If a hundred thousand wands were pointed at him, even Voldemort would run away!"

He frowned, as if he still couldn't figure it out.

Hermione said: "Everyone thinks that as long as you don't get chosen by that person, you'll be fine."

"Those foreigners don't have a deep understanding of the mysterious person, and they may have an attitude of watching the show." Scott said, "And the British... For a long time, many British wizards have been named by the mysterious person. Terrified."

Scott looked at the others in the room.

Just look at their generation, especially the children of this generation of wizarding families, who have been instilled by their parents in the concept of Voldemort's evil, brutal, and invincible since childhood.

It can be seen that, as the parents of the previous generation, their fear of Voldemort is very real.

After all, only a few people can muster up the courage to confront the Dark Lord.

Scott's eyes rested on Harry.

"I think it was already remarkable that you had the courage to take the initiative to stand up at that time, Harry."

Everyone else agreed with him.

But Harry felt embarrassed under the gaze of several people.

"I didn't think about it that much, of course, I was scared," he said, "but I couldn't do it, I couldn't hide myself and watch other people get killed because of me."

Ron smiled and patted him on the shoulder again.

"You were great at that time, brother, I think a hundred thousand wizards from all over the world have already remembered your name!"

Harry shook his head, blushing.

"Of course, it was the World Cup final, and there were a lot of reporters at the scene," Fred said.

"Wait, I think Scott, who saved everyone with Dumbledore, will also become a big star!" George's tone was very affirmative.

Scott didn't blush like Harry, he remembered what Dumbledore had said.

"Magic is the power to believe."

This is Dumbledore's special reminder to him.

as well as……

"No one should be afraid of him, and should call him by his first name, Voldemort."

This is what Dumbledore said in the "Original Book". Although I don't remember the original sentence, this is the meaning.

Maybe……

It is precisely because everyone is afraid of Voldemort that Voldemort is invincible.

It is precisely because Dumbledore has never been afraid of Voldemort that he is the only person Voldemort fears.

Although this guess is unscientific, it is undoubtedly magical.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help expressing his guess.

"Well said, Scott."

Dumbledore walked into the room just then.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Several people in the room looked at him in surprise.

Fred stood up quickly and made way for Dumbledore to sit on his bed.

"Sorry, I've been eavesdropping on your conversation for a long time." Dumbledore said to them cheerfully like an old urchin.

Several people looked at him in surprise.

"Oh..." Scott didn't expect it either, "My magic power hasn't recovered yet, so I can't perceive it."

Dumbledore looked even happier.

"Professor, you... don't you have to go to work?" Harry asked softly.

Dumbledore shook his head, "The officials of the Ministry of Magic are working hard, but I'm just a headmaster who cares about the students, and it's summer vacation, so I don't have much to do."

Scott thought that although no one refuted it, no one would believe the old headmaster's crazy and stupid words.

"I am very relieved, you are all smart children." Dumbledore continued to say cheerfully, "Especially you, Scott, you are talking about problems that most adult wizards can't figure out, only you See clearly the essence of Voldemort."

Scott asked in surprise, "Is what I said true? Voldemort can draw power from people's fear?"

Hearing his question, several other people reacted, understood what he just said, and their faces changed drastically.

"How is that possible?" Hermione exclaimed, covering her mouth.

"It can also be said that." Dumbledore blinked. "When people fear Voldemort, they will lose the power to fight him. When everyone is no longer afraid to face him, Voldemort will no longer be able to dominate."

His statement was somewhat ambiguous, not confirming Scott's speculation, but not denying it either.

"I'm sorry." He continued, "Maybe tonight is the best chance to defeat Voldemort. If everyone present can muster up the courage, even if everyone just casts the simplest stun spell, it is not self-proclaimed." The Dark Lord's Voldemort can resist."

After speaking this slightly inscrutable words, he told Scott to take a good rest, and then left the room directly.

Harry hurriedly followed behind him.

The room was quiet, and everyone came to think about what Dumbledore had just said.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and Harry ran back again.

He said to everyone: "Dumbledore left the Burrow again. I couldn't say a few words to him. He was really busy."

Ron speculated, "Maybe he's just worried, so come and see Scott."

When the trio of Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the room, Fred took out his [magic camera].

"I secretly took pictures of what happened today," he said to Scott and George, "plus the images stored in Scott [the mirror], you can edit the complete process."

"Oh, you want to..." George's eyes widened.

"No, I'm still thinking," said Fred.

"Forget it." Scott said, "This incident has been witnessed by 10 people, and everyone knows it. Not only is there no value in trafficking, it may also bring us danger."

Besides, the spread of the scene of 10 people being suppressed by one person may only further spread the terror of Voldemort and dampen people's confidence.

"You're right." Fred nodded. "It seems that only when we completely defeat the Dark Lord can this video be seen as history."

Scott didn't bother with this problem, he suddenly remembered that he could call Roger's house with his mobile phone.

But after he tried, he found that there was no way to use a mobile phone in the magical Burrow.

Fortunately, he had regained some strength, so with the support of Fred and George, he left the range of the Burrow and finally called Roger's house.

The phone rang for a while before it was picked up.

It was Roger's mother, Mrs. Davis, who answered the phone.

Mrs. Davies told Scott that Roger was being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Although unbearable pain was endured, there was not much danger.

Scott breathed a sigh of relief.

As a Muggle, Mrs. Davis couldn't go to St. Mungo's to accompany Roger. Fortunately, Mr. Davis went home through the fireplace to explain the situation, which made her less flustered.

After hearing what Mr. Davis said about the situation at the time, Mrs. Davis was very grateful to Scott after knowing his identity, and said a lot of words of thanks.

Sensing her uneasiness, Scott chatted with her for a long time and said many words of comfort.

After hanging up the phone, Scott couldn't help feeling grateful for Roger.

Of course, there was that boy Eddie. Fortunately, Mr. Davis stood up to protect him, otherwise we don't know what would have happened.

If Voldemort had directly attacked Eddie at that time, Rimbaud's speed would have been too late.

After the phone call, Scott was about to ask Fred and George to help him back, but when he turned around, he saw Luna running from a distance.

"Scott!"

Luna ran up to Scott panting.

"We heard what happened in the World Cup final today. I asked my dad to bring me back. Of course, I wanted to find you. Dad asked Mr. Weasley, and I knew you were at the Burrow!"

She looked up at him, reached out directly as she spoke, and took Scott's hand lightly.

"Great, you're all right." She looked at the twins again, "I mean, you're all right, aren't you?"

"Thank you, Luna, we're all fine," Scott said with a smile.

Fred and George didn't answer, they just patted Scott on the back secretly.

"Cough! Cough!"

There was a coughing sound, and Scott looked up, only to see a wizard walking behind Luna.

He looked a little funny in his outfit, with cotton candy-white hair falling over his shoulders, a hat with tassels hanging down in front of his nose, and a gown of brightly colored robes.

What's more, his face was a bit ugly at this time, and his slightly crossed eyes were staring at Scott's hand held by Luna, coughing non-stop.

"Hello."

Scott gave him a friendly smile.

"Luna."

The wizard's face became even more ugly, he ignored Scott, and called Luna.

(End of this chapter)