Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 544

"Gungnir."

The golden spear pierced through the ice, and at the same time pierced through the frozen animal skin scroll.

Accompanied by an ear-piercing scream, pure black liquid slowly flowed out from the damaged part of the animal skin scroll.

On the side, Mr. Jeffrey's soul body began to emit pure white light.

His originally blurred face became clear.

"You've won, young man."

His tone was calm, as if he had accepted the result.

"Farewell, Mr. Geoffrey."

Scott said calmly.

Mr. Jeffrey didn't say anything, and just disappeared in place.

"Is this gone?"

Helena didn't seem to have recovered yet.

Scott said: "Of course, the Horcrux has been destroyed, and it is time for him to return to the arms of Death."

Helena still has some regrets.

"I thought he would have something to say, such as repenting for what he did in the past, or telling you to fulfill the ideal of 'Agasd'."

Scott was a little amused, "How is it possible, the villain repents before he dies, and the touching farewell is only a scene in novels and dramas."

With that said, he turned and walked towards another secret room where the treasure was hidden.

"Clean up, we should get out of here too."

A few days later, Scott returned with a full load.

He returned to Argentina according to the route he had come to, and then returned to the UK by long-distance passenger plane.

At this point, it is already December.

He didn't stop in London, but after notifying Dumbledore, he went directly to the Hogwarts headmaster's office through the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Welcome back, Scott."

"Welcome back, Ms. Gray."

Dumbledore greeted them, sitting behind his desk, with a smile.

"The trip took less time than expected."

"Yes."

Scott sat down on the sofa.

"Everything is going well."

Although Mr. Jeffrey's existence was an accident, it didn't bother him too much.

"That's good."

Dumbledore did not inquire about the details of Scott's adventure.

He just happily informed Scott, "You came back just in time. Ms. Burns' application was approved. Before Christmas, the Knights of Merlin will hold an honor ceremony, and you will receive a first-class medal."

Scott had already forgotten about it, and was pleasantly surprised to hear it now.

"Fortunately, I didn't miss it."

"One more thing." Dumbledore said again, "You have won the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award."

"Special Contribution Award?"

Scott froze for a moment.

"This is what you deserve, or rather, it should have been awarded to you long ago."

said Dumbledore, smiling.

"Whether it is winning the Triwizard Tournament or contributing to the process of defeating Voldemort, they all deserve a special contribution award."

"Sorry, I probably got confused, which caused this trophy to be delayed for a long time."

Having said that, Dumbledore waved his hand.

"That's all I have to say, go ahead, I think your friends can't wait to meet you."

"Thank you, then I'll go first, Professor."

Scott got up and left the principal's office.

Helena left directly through the wall, while Scott descended the automatic spiral staircase.

The moment he walked out of the passage, he heard the voices of Fred and George singing together——

"Welcome our Special Contribution Award recipients."

"President of the Hogwarts Boys' Council."

"The warrior who took part in the defeat of the Dark Lord."

"The youngest great adventurer."

"Scott Trollope."

"Bright debut!"

clap clap clap...

A group of people applauded.

Scott's progress stopped.

He looked at his friends who lined the way to welcome him, and their other students who were watching in the corridor, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to turn around and run away.

"Why don't you roll out the red carpet?"

He said something angrily, tried his best to ignore the other people onlookers, and walked up to give each friend a high-five.

Fred laughed and said, "Oh, next time I'll be red carpet ready."

George asked, "What pattern do you like?"

"Welcome back." Roger tapped his shoulder.

Eddie shook hands with him solemnly, and said pretendingly: "Mr. Trollope, I want to talk to you about some investments that are sure to make no money. I can assure you that you will be interested."

Milton made a rare joke, "Oh, ignore this greedy businessman, he has his eyes on your wealth."

"Welcome back, Scott."

Luna looked up at Scott.

Her eyes were clouded and her voice was erratic.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the key to victory."

After finishing speaking, she blinked and her eyes became clear again.

"Thank you, Luna."

Hearing Luna's "prophecy", Scott suddenly became happy.

After returning to campus, Scott had a quiet and peaceful life.

During this time, the atmosphere in the magic world was calm and peaceful.

Voldemort had completely disappeared.

The Death Eaters under his command have also been tried and imprisoned in Azkaban.

And the dark creatures summoned by the Dark Lord in the past are fleeing under the pursuit of the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic.

It's like the layers of dark clouds covering the top of the head have completely dissipated, the sun is shining, and people only have joy and relaxation.

"But this peace won't last forever."

In the conference room of the Room of Requirement, members of the "Tower of Babel" are having a meeting.

It was Roger who spoke at this time.

"We all know what Scott is about to face, an enemy more terrifying than Voldemort."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was a little dignified.

"Roger was right."

Milton thought about it.

"Although everyone is still immersed in the joy of victory, only we know that there is a darker darkness lurking in the magic world."

"I've been preparing," Scott said. "Hopefully it will be longer."

His transformation of the "summoned beast" has not yet been completed, and his mastery of the super magic "Gungnir" has not yet reached a perfect level.

In short, he still needs time.

Helena said: "Medea still hasn't shown up, and the members of the All Witches haven't taken any action recently."

Luna asked her softly, "Is there still no trace of Medea?"

Helena shook her head, "I'm sorry, although I have asked many ghost friends to search for her traces all over the UK, but nothing has been obtained."

"Maybe she's gone abroad," Eddie guessed.

"Medea isn't too important," Scott said.

While Voldemort's disappearance may remove his curse on Medea, it also cuts off the possibility of Medea's full recovery.

And Medea, who could not return to its heyday, could no longer easily pose a threat to Scott.

"The important thing is Salazar Slytherin."

Luna said: "I contacted Savannah, the druids are not ready yet."

Scott is in no rush about this.

"Even if they're ready, they won't be able to open the channel until I'm ready."

"Can't we really follow in?" Fred couldn't help asking.

George also patted the table, "That's the legendary Avalon!"

"To shut up!"

"You will only delay your legs if you go in!"

Angelina and Alia calmed down the twins without Scott having to speak.

"All right."

Scott smiled, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

"It's not time to mention these, let's get back to the topic."

"About the recruitment of 'Tower of Babel', do you have any recommendations for candidates to join us?"

Roger held up his hand. "I recommend Caccini Strozzi."

In the face of everyone's meaningful gaze, he never changed his face, and asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

"cough."

Scott coughed lightly, "Let's vote with a show of hands."

Angelina and Aliya immediately raised their hands.

Under their stares, Fred and George also raised their hands.

Then, everyone else raised their hands.

Caccini voted unanimously.

"Then it's up to you to explain everything about the 'Tower of Babel' organization to Caccini."

Scott said to Roger, handing him a piece of parchment.

"This is a confidentiality contract. Tell her that the reason why she needs to sign a magic contract is not to fear that she will leak the secrets, but to prevent someone from using magic or potions to make her leak the secrets."

"I know."

Roger put away the parchment.

"It's a matter of great importance. Each of us has signed a magic contract, and no one is an exception."

Scott nodded and looked at the others, "Do you have any other confirmed candidates?"

All shook their heads.

Scott himself raised his hand. "I recommend Cedric Diggory and Jacob Kent."

Speaking of which, he recommended that these two came to the door by himself.

Cedric noticed that the group of them often got together to play and disappear, and thought they had set up some kind of secret society, so he ran to recommend himself.

Scott tried a few words and found that he still agrees with the concept of "Babel".

As for Jacob, the boy found Scott mysteriously and said to him: "Scott, have you finally established your own force? Please let me join your organization!"

Scott was speechless at the time.

In the end, he explained for a long time before Jacob could barely believe that this was not a personal force established by Scott to rule the magic world, but his desire to join was still very strong.

"...In short, both of them are good candidates."

Scott explained his recommendation to the members present.

After a show of hands, both passed with a majority vote.

Jacob didn't get unanimous votes because everyone didn't know him well and Roger didn't like him.

And Cedric didn't get the unanimous vote because the twins claimed they didn't like him.

Afterwards, the conversation returned to what Scott was about to face.

"I need to go to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible."

Scott announced.

"The specific purpose is the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries. I'm going to take away the prophecy about me."

This is something he had wanted to do for a long time, but it has been delayed until now.

It was because Medea was sleeping, and the prophecy was not leaked.

But now that Voldemort has disappeared, and Medea has probably awakened, it is better to take away the prophecy ball as soon as possible or simply destroy it.

Roger asked, "Must I go in person?"

"You must go in person." Helena said, "Only those who are related to the prophecy can pick up the prophecy ball that stores the prophecy."

Fred and George's eyes lit up at the same time.

"You need help, Scott!"

"We can be your good helpers to sneak into the Ministry of Magic and steal the prophecy ball!"

"With Polyjuice Potion?"

Eddie also began to plan for Scott.

"Perhaps you can take the place of one of the Reticents."

Roger said: "Then someone needs to sneak up on the real silent man, and finally give him a forgetful."

Milton also said: "Maybe the Ministry of Magic has a magical device that can detect Polyjuice Potion. If it is discovered, Scott will need cover when he escapes."

Looking at the few people who are eager to try, Scott's expression is very exciting.

"Hey, hey, put away your illegal and dangerous plans!"

He said angrily.

"Listen, you've already brought Milton down!"

"No...no...not..."

Milton blushed and waved his hands again and again.

"Then what are you going to do?" Eddie asked, "You still have a way to not break the law... oh..."

He came back to his senses.

"Yes, there is no risk of stealing at all."

Scott said amusedly.

"I think Ms. Burns, the Minister of Magic, will agree to my little request to take the orb."

"whispering sound!"

"It's boring!"

Fred and George were immediately discouraged.

Scott stood up and announced the meeting was over.

After the meeting, he called Cedric and Jacob into an empty classroom.

"Our organization is called 'Babel Tower', and the members of the organization are all gathered for a common ideal."

He introduced them to both.

"Help you rule the magical world?" Jacob's first reaction was still this.

"I remember I explained it to you!" Scott raised his forehead.

He was too lazy to waste his time and took out two pieces of parchment.

"In short, after signing this magic contract for confidentiality, you can become members of the 'Tower of Babel'."

"Look at the content of the contract first, and then decide whether to sign it or not."

"Sorry, for the sake of confidentiality, I will only tell you more specific things after I become an official member."

Cedric was a little surprised, picked up the parchment and looked at it carefully.

But without thinking about it, Jacob signed his name on the parchment and looked at Scott expectantly.

"...Are you too hasty?"

Scott only felt that he hadn't noticed for a while, how Jacob, who was originally cautious, had changed.

"Because it's you, I have nothing worthy of your plot."

Jacob said bachelorly.

"And, according to my observation, all your good friends are in the organization."

"Thanks for your trust."

It was a bit difficult for Scott to say this.

At this time, Cedric had already read the content of the contract.

He considered it for a while, and finally signed his name.

"Can you tell me now?"

He looked at Scott curiously.

"The so-called 'Tower of Babel', the so-called common ideal."

"certainly……"

Scott smiled, took out the [magic mirror] and called Eddie.

"Eddie, come to the first classroom on the left corridor on the third floor."

He didn't bother to explain and answer the [-] whys of the two of them in detail.

Let's leave it to Eddie, the little gossip expert, and the little prince "Babel" Propaganda Minister Carmichael!

(End of this chapter)