Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 549 549. Tenth Courtroom

In the picture displayed by [Magic Mirror], the man in green robe is abducting "Milton" and walking in a dim corridor.

This corridor has no windows and is most likely underground.

Scott stared at the frame until he saw two chain-wrapped black metal gates.

"Ministry of Magic?"

He blurted out in shock.

"What?" Milton asked.

Scott said: "This is the basement tenth floor of the Ministry of Magic, and this is the tenth courtroom!"

"Unexpectedly..." Milton was too shocked to speak.

Scott swiped his finger on the mirror, splitting the image displayed in the mirror into two halves, and contacted Ms. Burns directly.

"Hello, Scott."

Ms. Burns soon came into view.

"Did something happen?"

"Ms. Burns..."

Scott quickly told her what had happened.

At the same time, in the other half of the screen, the chains on the two doors moved and the doors opened.

The man in the green robe hijacked "Milton" and walked into the tenth courtroom.

On the other side, after listening to Scott's narration, the expression on Ms. Burns' face immediately became serious.

"I see."

She got up and walked out of the office.

But after taking two steps, she stopped again.

"As you know, the Ministry of Magic has quite a few hidden All-Wizards members. If I act on my side, they will get the news immediately."

Scott guessed, "It seems that your investigation and clearance of the Ministry of Magic did not go well."

The heavy door closed silently.

The tenth courtroom was empty.

Scott watched as the man in green tied Milton to the dock in the center of the courtroom.

"The Ministry of Magic must work with evidence, Scott."

Ms. Burns' tone was somewhat helpless.

"Even if a wizard is found to belong to the All-Witches Council, we cannot arrest him without proof that he has broken the law."

"Perhaps you should outlaw the All Witches as soon as possible."

"I'm not the only one who has the final say...how about over there?"

"They entered the tenth courtroom, and now there are only the unidentified man in green robe and... oh, other people appeared, five people, including Medea."

Except for Medea, everyone else is also wearing a green robe with a hood, which hides their faces.

"They didn't apparate there, but the man in the green robe took out the small fireplace and enlarged it, then arrived through the Floo network."

"Dear Lady Slytherin."

The man in green who captured "Milton" bowed to Medea.

"I've got Milton Graves here."

"Well done, Williamson."

Medea still covered her face with a black veil, only revealing her white chin and bright red lips.

"Honestly, I was surprised, I heard Scott has been with this boy right?"

"Yes."

The man in the green robe lifted his hood, revealing a familiar face to Scott.

"Scott Trollope, big name but nothing big..."

He began to slander Scott contemptuously. In his mouth, Scott was just an idiot with an empty reputation.

"Williamson."

Scott said his name.

"I remember him as an Auror."

The young Auror also visited the Trollope house in Hastings with Kingsley.

I just don't know why, but the fluctuation of his magic power seems to be a completely different person.

"I see," said Ms. Burns. "I have secretly notified Rufus Scrimgeour, Chief of the Auror Office."

"Please let me help too," Scott offered.

Ms. Burns nodded.

"I'll transfer the monitoring screen to your [magic phone] right now."

Scott got to work.

At the same time, he asked Milton: "Milton, are you going back to Hogwarts with me, or by yourself?"

"Please let me be with you!" Milton begged, "I can stay in a different dimension!"

Scott nodded, freeing one hand to draw an illusory light door.

Milton went in by himself.

In the tenth courtroom, Medea reached out to stop Williamson from speaking contemptuously to Scott.

She looked suspiciously at the "Milton" who was tied to the dock with a frightened expression on his face.

"Tell me the details of how you captured him, Williamson."

Scott knew he had to be quicker, or Medea might see through the authenticity of "Milton".

There was no doubt that he would not be able to Apparate instantly to that courtroom.

The only part of the Ministry of Magic that can be apparated is the entrance hall.

But for Scott, who has already mastered space magic, this is not a great restriction.

He took a black feather from his pocket and activated it with magic.

The next second, he silently came to the corridor outside the door of the tenth court room, bent down and picked up another same black feather.

This feather was dropped by "Milton" on purpose.

Scott drew out his wand, and the light of the spell flickered silently. His figure immediately merged with the surrounding environment, and even the sounds around him disappeared.

As he moved forward, he looked at the picture in the [Magic Mirror] in his hand.

After listening to Williamson's narration, Medea's lips were tightly pursed.

"idiot!"

A man in green robe next to Medea scolded Williamson.

"Scott Trollope did it on purpose! He let you take Milton Graves on purpose!"

"Quick!" Another man in green robe strode forward, "There may be something on this kid..."

He immediately began a search of "Milton".

At this moment, Scott was already standing outside the door of the tenth courtroom, gently pushing the door with his wand.

White runes appear on the gate, forming a tree-like pattern.

"no need!"

Medea walked up to "Milton", took off the black lace glove on one hand, and gently pinched his face with two fingers.

"fake."

"It was found."

"Milton", who was tied to the dock, grinned.

His mouth grew wider and wider, and the corners of his mouth instantly pulled behind his ears.

"what is this!"

Except for Medea, everyone was startled by the terrifying expression of "Milton".

"I am...Milton Graves..."

The tone of "Milton" changes from factual to mechanical.

At the same time, the color of his whole body surface began to change, starting from the hair, it gradually turned into a reflective bright silver.

"Alchemy puppet?"

Medea laughed instead.

"Interesting, as expected of Scott, he has improved again."

"hey-hey……"

"Milton"'s body flowed like quicksilver from the dock to the ground, transforming into a human figure like a plastic mannequin in a mall window.

"how come……"

Williamson looked at this scene stupidly, obviously deeply shocked.

"Come on, Ms. Slytherin."

A man in green robe enlarged the palm-sized fireplace again and urged Medea to leave.

"Maybe we're surrounded!"

"We can't go anymore."

Medea said calmly.

"If I'm not wrong, Scott has turned this place into a different space."

"how is this possible!"

The man in green robe rushed to the fireplace to try, but found that he couldn't leave.

"It doesn't matter."

Another man in green robe who hadn't spoken just now spoke, and it was a female voice.

"Miss Slytherin is not here in person."

"But……"

"No but!"

The female voice said sternly.

"The crime we committed is not serious, and it doesn't matter if we get caught!"

No one else spoke.

"Scott." Medea said, "I know you can hear me, why, don't you dare to meet me?"

"Good afternoon, Medea."

Scott's figure emerged from the air, right next to the silver doll.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"You guy..."

Williamson glared at Scott angrily.

"How dare you fool me!"

Scott ignored him, but said to Medea: "The courtroom of the Ministry of Magic, you really know how to find a place."

The corner of Medea's lips curled up, "This is very interesting, isn't it?"

Williamson, who was ignored, said loudly again: "Dear Ms. Slytherin, please allow me to fight for you, and I will subdue Scott Trollope!"

Scott still didn't look at him.

He said to Medea: "Is this person you rely on? This makes me want to question your vision."

"damn it!"

Before Medea could speak, Williamson started directly.

He didn't recite the spell, and when he waved his wand, a crimson beam instantly penetrated Scott's body.

"Oh, beautiful silent spell."

Scott, who was still safe and sound after being penetrated, nodded and commented calmly.

"I see, although you are not very smart, are you talented in casting spells?"

"phantom?"

Williamson froze.

"Back off, Williamson!"

The stern female voice scolded.

Williamson reluctantly lowered his head and took a few steps back.

"Williamson is really talented."

Medea didn't change her expression because of what happened just now, but still smiled calmly.

"But he's no match for you, Scott."

Scott laughs: "I don't think there are many people who can compare to me."

"That's right." Medea nodded in agreement.

"Is Milton's grandfather a problem?" Scott asked directly, "You have to choose to hijack Milton?"

Medea didn't hide anything, but said: "That gentleman spent his whole life building the house he lived in into an unbreakable magic fortress, and he never went out."

Scott asked again, "Is it hidden with the Fidelity Charm?"

"More than that." Medea shook her head, "As I said, he spent his whole life building it."

"Even you can't break through?" Scott was very surprised.

He guessed that Medea should still have a one-time magic stone in her hand.

Medea said: "If there is a way not to pay the price, of course I choose not to pay the price."

"I see." Scott nodded knowingly.

At this moment, in the tenth court room, Scott's real body is watching the real-time monitoring screen in [Magic Mirror] together with a team of Auror strikers led by Rufus Scrimgeour.

Footsteps sounded, and Ms. Burns and Dumbledore came from the other side of the corridor together.

Looking at them, Ms. Burns asked, "Oh Scott, did you catch them?"

Scott shook his head, "Medea didn't really come here."

"But the others are probably true," said Scrimgeour.

"That's not true," Scott said. "There is also a lady who is also possessed on the doll."

In the courtroom, the conversation between Scott and Medea continued.

"I remember you once said that as long as I live, you can get what you want."

Scott is testing Medea.

"So now, have you got it?"

"Have to say, you did a great job, Scott."

Medea said in an appreciative tone.

"I'm happy with all the changes you've made."

Scott raised his eyebrows, "Including keeping you from getting Voldemort's soul?"

"That's nothing."

Medea was not angry.

"Since I choose you to bring change to the world, I must also accept any change you bring."

"That's good." Scott pretended to be relieved, "So, is there enough change?"

Medea laughed again, "You really know something, is it because of the prophecy?"

"What prophecy?" Scott played dumb.

"What do you say?"

Behind the translucent black veil, Medea looked at Scott with a particularly determined look.

"Speaking of which, if you hadn't taken away the prophecy ball, I wouldn't have thought that there would be a real prophecy. I underestimated your divination professor."

"I knew taking the orb would raise suspicions," Scott said, "but I took it anyway."

Medea asked, "So, what is the content of the prophecy? What do you know?"

"It's nothing."

Scott looked embarrassed.

"Professor Trelawney said that I would live my life without love and alone. That would be too embarrassing. I don't want too many people to know."

"is it?"

"Yes."

Medea bent her lips again and didn't ask any more questions.

"You know, I don't need you to admit anything, as long as I believe that you know some truth through prophecy, that's enough."

"If you think so, I can't help it." Scott looked helpless, "I still want to learn some truth from you."

"Ah……"

Medea still had a good temper and was not angry at all.

"I look forward to your actions, Scott."

With that said, her tone was really full of expectation.

"I want to know what changes will be brought about when people other than fate know about fate."

At this moment, her face gradually became stiff.

"Then see you next time."

"Are you leaving now?" Scott asked, "Don't you care about these people?"

"They didn't commit a felony, did they?"

Medea left the last sentence, and then completely turned into a stiff ceramic doll.

"it's a pity."

Scott looked at the others.

"Then I'm leaving too."

The lady was much more straightforward than Medea, and fell directly to the ground, smashing the body of the ceramic doll into powder.

"And what about you?"

Scott looked at the other four.

"Are you going to catch him without a fight?"

As he spoke, the silver doll moved.

Its arms stretched instantly, like two ropes tied to the four of them.

None of the four, including Williamson, resisted, allowing the silver dolls to tightly bind their limbs and take away the wands in their hands.

(End of this chapter)